Easter weekend was spent decorating Mini Raven's bedroom. Mr Raven spent 1 hour 38 minutes helping to decorate (my stopclock was hidden) I spent 34 hours 11 minutes decorating (admitidly(sp) including drying time, and a trip to Chislehurst Caves on Good Friday)
Anyway, the yellow walls are the before pictures.
The pink walled pictures (and a lovely mini me (aka a young Catherine Zeta) looking lovely in her bedroom) are the finished bedroom decorating.
Not much else has been happening - o
I've just had a little re-read of some of my blog entries this past year. My god, I do talk some waffly crap. Apologies to anyone who has wasted a small part of their lives reading it!
Blimey, its been a while since I wrote anything remotely interesting in my blog (there are quite a few who would say I have never wrote anything remotely interesting in my blog) anyway....
Last weekend, myself and Mr Raven went on a River cruise party thing with his work. Had a brilliant time and didnt get home till 4am, something I havent done since..... well, 17th May 2008.
Here are some pictures of London during sun set...
Well, I was woke up at 06.02am this morning by my darling Mini Me, asking if she could go in the front room to see if Father Christmas had been. By 06.07am I realised I hadnt been in a coma for the past 24 hours, and infact mini-me had got the wrong day. Bugger. Two early mornings instead of the 1. Anyway, by 08.19am, I managed to convince mini-me that Santa was coming down the chimney tonight and not today (what with it still being night at 6.02am - which she couldnt grasp meant early morning
.........allegedly (but it did make me smile) Clips from Lanarkshire Council complaint letters: · My bush is really overgrown round the front and my back passage has fungus growing on it. · He's got this huge tool that vibrates the whole house and I just can't take any more. · It's the dogs' mess that I find hard to swallow. · I want some repairs done to my cooker as it has backfired and burnt my knob off. · I wish to complain that my father
Yeeeaaaahhhhh, I now have a week off work - as you can imagine, I am rejoicing at this fact! (sorry Matt for rubbing it in somewhat!) Anyway, we have a couple of things planned (as long as its dry) like a visit to Dymchurch, (beach on the Kent coast) a local Farm and Howletts Zoo. We are also planning on getting mini-raven's school shoes and coat ready for 12th September (eeekk!) and collect her new school 'sweat shirt' (bring back the blouse and tie! )Before 7/7 and 21/7 we were also lookin
By Mini Raven:
Dear Father Christmas
My name is Emily, and I am 4. I would like everything (this was erased as I didnt want Father Christmas to think Emily was greedy)
I would like a bratz doll, Barbie doll and a slide. Also a sleigh for snow and Baby Jesus. And a snow shaker with Barbie inside. And a baby doll so I can bath her and a new callender and a castle. A princess doll and a bike.
Lots of Love
Emily xxxx
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1) why do cashiers in supermarkets insist on opening 37 (on the last count) carrier bags and leaving them ready for you while the person before yous debit card goes through (I mean - they have to wait all of 3 seconds - why does the cashier feel the need to do this and clearly at the most, you only need 6 bags at the most for a weekly shop - 12 loo rolls included) Highly annoying as it means half the shopping is lost under plastic bags as its wizzed down the till. 2) Why does Mini Raven feel th
As some of you will know, I have been building my hopes up that Mr Raven might just use his own initiative and do something out of the ordinary for my birthday. For some of you lucky people who have experienced a partner sweeping you off your feet, this will probably involve a romantic trip to Paris, or a week in Cyprus. For me, a meal out at the local resturant without months of hinting is enough.
Anyway, after day dreaming that Mr R has secretly booked a table at the local posh resturant tha
I have been feeling a tad run down of late, and to top it all off, I now have a horrid chesty cough that has appeared from no where. I havent had a cold recently, so I can only guess there is a chesty cough virus going around (hopefully not on onset of bird flu, anyway). It catches me when I breathe, talk (much to the amusement of Mr Raven) and well - pretty much do anything Sleeping has been a nightmare of late - but now its doubley worse when I drop off for 30 minutes, only to be woken up wit
......thank ya very much, thats the nicest thing that anyone ever dun for me....
yes, for those of you that have seen the film version of Scrooge that had Albert Finney & Alec Guiness (sp) in will know what tune I am 'singing' (if you can call it that!)
We went to see the stage version of Scrooge - The Musical at the London Palladium last night, and what an excellent show it was. Scrooge was played by Tommy Steele (someone I think the over 50's might remember) and he was pretty good in t
well, as some of you who frequent General Banter will know, I have been hooked up to a 24 hour BP machine.What joy its been as well..... not! The only good thing about it, is it has put my mind at rest with regards to my BP - the highest reading so far has been 143/92 (when I got back from the hospital after driving the car) it stayed at that level for about 2 hours, then gradually came down. The lowest reading (so far - that I am aware of) was 119/69. All the other readings have been in betw
We went to Westgate beach today. Never been there before, but Mr R insisted on going as he spent many a happy childhood there (with his strange parents) back in 1982.Anyway, I grinned and bared it down there, knowing I would hate it purely because its associated with the parents in law from Hell (and believe me, I am not exagerating - if I wasnt so shy, I would be a star on ITV1's parent in laws from Hell programme)Anyway, suprise, suprise, it was a .................... suprisingly pleasant day
well, what can I say? After an 8 year break from driving (after only driving for 6 months) its like I never gave up.This time around, I am more mature (well, there are those that would argue with that statement) and don't feel the need to wizz here there and everywhere, and am taking things at my own pace.Instead of feeling self conscious (sp) when someone over takes me, I couldnt care less. When I was 19, I used to take that kind of thing personnally. The only bad experience I have had was d
It has been half term for kids in Bexley this week, so we decided to take Mini-Raven to Chislehurst Caves, which is only a few miles from where we live. Anyway, after getting lost, and it taking the equivalent time wise of driving to the Coast for the day, we arrived at the Caves. Everything was fine until half way through the tour she announced she was scared and she was going to be sick (this was followed by a few unconvincing heaves and coughs). Unfortunatly it was too late to go back (and th
First off, I'm not talking about the tyres of flab I have around my stomach. They will slowly be disapearing thanks to Rosemary Conely's diet and my sister's wedding in August 2008 as will power to loose them.
I had my first flat tyre Saturday night. I was in the car alone, and for the first time ever, left the house without my mobile phone - about the only time in 8 years I have genuinely needed the blasted thing . Anyway, I guessed I had a flat tyre when I was around 4 miles from home. Well,
This is mini-me's version of sign language. I *think* some of the song is the correct version of sign language, but not sure about the rest of the performance. Your'll notice the E numbers she consumed earlier in the day take effect at approx 1.28 minutes into the video. Unfortunatly, the poor thing looked like I did at 6 - and even worse, sings like I did too.
While doing my rather tedious weekly shop in Sainsburys this morning (I will get to grips with on-line shopping one day, I'm sure) I made a few observations. 1) Why do long lost friends discover each other while out shopping and block aisles for 15 minutes catching up with the past 36 years? 2) Why doesnt the person in front no longer pocess the common courtesy of putting that thingy bobby between their shopping and my shopping on the till conveyor belt? 3) Why, when the cashier a
I know I can drive* a car wearing high heels and platform shoes**. Tonight, however, I found out I can't drive wearing flip flops. Its nothing to do with being cut short height wise by 3.75", but more to do with the fact that flip flops rendered my feet useless. The soles of my feet may as well have been injected with anesthetic. I drove home in bare feet. As for teeth, mini raven has her first wobbly tooth, and boy, dont we know about it. Its currently hanging on by a thread, being wobbled
Mini Raven: 'Wheres the fish?' Me: (confused look) 'Dead?' Mini Raven: 'I know that, but wheres the fish now?' Me: 'Down the toilet' (another confused look) Mini Raven: 'I thought it was in fishy heaven?' Me: 'Ah' *cough*
Thats Helen Daniels from Neighbours... 1985 till.. well... 1998? Neighbours, as in Jim Robinson and errr, who was in it when I last watched it? Harold Bishop? Anyway, the whole point of this totally pointless blog is to say good neighbours really do exist. (not only in Ramsay Street, Melbourne, Australia). I came home tonight after work and the weekly food shop in Sainsburys to find that my neighbour had mowed my lawn for me. Ok, ok, my grass was over grown.... but I met my new neighbour saturda
Mini Me gave me her Mothers Day card this morning (at 6.43am) that she made at school on Friday.
It read: To Mum, Happy Mothers Day Love From Emily.
Then, there was a little ab-lib she added this morning, all by herself (I have included the spellings, as they did make me smile)
"Thank you for dooing my sool (school) clotes (clothes) and dooing the woshing up. Thank you for popping me to bed."
I knew there was a point to life.
......thats me. I just couldnt resist looking for my birthday presents.. and I have found one (well, it had better be my bithday present). Part of me is shocked that Mr Raven has actually remembered (and taken the hint)...... and the other half is disapointed at myself for looking for them. I add the word 'them' as there had better be more than one !
Its Mr Raven's turn. HA HA HA HA HA HA (sorry, am trying to stiffle the laughter) I am feeling a lot better. Back to work on Monday, for 1 day. I have the rest of the week off to spend with the lovely mini raven, who is on half term. So, as long as its dry, there will be plenty of trips to the park, and also a trip to HobbyCraft, as she would like to make a piggy bank that she saw in the local newspaper (yes, the 3rd issue we have received since 2002) And I suppose I will also have to endur
Not a lot to be honest, hence hardly any blog entries for a while (well, 2 weeks <_< )
Had a very nice Christmas, New Year was poo, as I spent the chimes of Big Ben in tears. New Years Day was Emily's 5th Birthday - amazing how quick time flies Em has been at school now for 4 months and is getting on really well with her reading and writing. (when of course she does something other than 'nothing' or 'I can't remember')
Myself? Well, this year, I am on a diet until I loose 3 stone.
