Not sure if I mentioned this yet (and even if I didn't boy child has most definitely mentioned it for oooh at least the last month) but tomorrow I'll have two adult children, to quote the very youngest child (I have no idea where she gets it from... probably her father) "oh shit"
So there is that.. 2 18+ children and 1 2 year old...
Today's achievements and life lessons
- lost 3 whole pounds at fat club... forced my husband to commit to making target next week (I'm a bully and its okay with me)
- Mum broke her teeth.. in the words of the boy and youngest children "they just fell apart" I mean for god sake I spent my entire childhood being told to take care and look after my things but apparently when you are fast approaching 59 you can break whatever you like and be completely innocent
- apparently napping is still optional but if you are forced (only anyone under 18 could view this as force) to take a nap you have to announce when you wake up that "I'm all better now"
- when its really warm outside clothes are optional
- our newest game is "lets go to the supermarket" which mainly involves losing your shit because you cannot carry all of your bags / they don't fit in your little tykes car and yelling at MAMMY
- allowing your smallest child to paint your face with sand is a mistake, I must have lost at least 2lb through fear of losing an eye (also sand does not taste good so therefore it must have zero calories)
- If you send your mum away for 3 weeks she has to do some seriously weird compensation shit in which she puts you to shame which includes:
- Washing all the blinds in the house
- mowing the lawn while grumbling a lot about how I shouldn't be allowed a garden
- eating the 1 syn a chunk chocolate and pronouncing it disgusting
- doing 3 weeks worth of washing
- loading the dishwasher multiple times
- sorting out the smallest persons clothes
- binge watching eastenders and explaining it to people that already watched it
- threatening to fix her teeth with superglue
- other displacement activity
- Boy child's driving licence arrived which means he can go out drinking like a real adult tomorrow... I have mixed feelings about this..
- My husband most definitely flirted with me today and I might have actually enjoyed it
- Having to have a very weird conversation with my mother about the "silencer" she found in her rubbish bin, I really really wish we were talking about a gun in this instance but we were in fact discussing the VERY pink, very ribbed for someones pleasure (but not mine no matter what she says), very NOT silent pleasure device that got somehow discarded into her waste bin - I'll admit I had so many questions but I also didn't want to look like the guilty party so I said very little - Mum decided this was a good time to talk about how granddad used to use one to stir paint with (which raises even more questions) and hubby's response was " make sure to save the batteries" I MEAN COME ON.... (or not)
- Also equally weird discussion about whether you can put a silencer in the recycling bin or not (Conversations I never want to have again that went on for far too long)
- I am adoring David Tennant getting out of burning cars although I realise this is not news
- my current sound track is a mix of PINK and the ever wonderful Jonathon Coulton
- And finally for my husband... I know a lot of facts about bees...
And the 39 list gets a little bigger
1 Blog at least 39 times
2 Reach my slimming world target and maintain it
3 Maintain a relationship with at least one of my adult children
4 Go 39 days (in a row) without an alcoholic drink
5 Get my teaching certificate
6 Join and complete NaNoWriMo
7 make 39 pinteresting things..
8 39 facetimes with Brilliant - I like to think this was a collaborative decision which means I don't have to face the dentist alone
9 do yoga for 39 days (Lisa Jane)
10 go plastic free for 39 days (Gemma John)
11 take a llama for a walk (Sarah Jayne)
12 actually do a joint facebook account (and publish it) (((Sal Bates))
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