Hi Bloggets, just back from the shop. You know those days
when you just cannot be bothered with the world? Where you don’t want to get
up? I’m having one of those. I am delighted I found the courage and energy to
go to the shop. How? I’m not sure.
Wagga did really well, though I did get a slap or three in
the face by passing overhanging trees. Really, if I’m forced much more into the
roadside, I will be used as a roundabout in the centre of our road. I’m really
fed up with the nasty spikey or wet hits and cuts I’m getting. Also almost went
flying as my Dog doesn’t do muddy puddles, but she thinks it’s OK for her Mummy
to have the experience?
So don’t know when they are coming up, so find myself in one
and they are so slippy. You know when you are about to slip and you do one of
those silly dances, trying to stay looking cool? Trying to make it so no passing
drivers look and laugh as you do your impression of a retired ballerina after a
night out on the tiles?
That was me today, but thankfully, stayed in the upright position
Didn’t need to dust down me Tutu
Well teen is now getting lifts to and from college. By a
very kind person. Thing is, they are young and not much experience with driving.
Already one of his friends has crashed his car and that is because 17 is really
too young to drive that is not to say not too young to learn but to be behind the wheel of a car and some of them
are huge cars too. This lad has been seen on his mobile phone whilst pulling
out of the street and he speeds near roundabouts when you should slow down. So
now he has damaged his car and the access for his vehicle will be astronomical.
So he left today/this morning in a car. Seven seater today. He hasn’t let me
know he is there OK and I have text and phoned but no answer. I wonder why we bother
paying for him a mobile? It’s funny though, as this time last year, I would
have been ill. With stress and negative thoughts. This year it’s like if it’s
meant to be there is nothing I can do about it. If the worst happens, I will
crumble and never be upright again, or be able to breathe in the same kind of
calm way. But all the times it won’t happen, I am adding cushions onto my life’s
expectancy, right?But if someone and many did,
told or tells me not to worry or says I have to stop being concerned, I
will and did ignore them. As no one can tell anyone how they should feel right?
Only we can decide how our emotions will behave! But when they do relax, not
totally, as my phone is glued to me in case he texts, but semi relaxes, it’s a much
better place to be for sure. Getting here? Not sure how I did and as I said,
even if I knew my answer, may not be yours.
But I am so glad now I don’t get eaten up by the anxiety of worry.
Well, not today anyway.
Hub left LC at home again two days in a row. She is driving
me and Wagga crazy. She is getting really bad tempered in her old age. You should
see how rough she is with poor little Wagga? OMG, she is like a fierce lioness
about to pounce on her predator. The growling is dreadful. Haha.
OK, a couple of bits of news. Firstly a conservative
minister you know the UK’s nasty party? Said in a statement yesterday that he
thinks disabled people should work for less than the minimum wage. So £2 per
hour, about and don’t quote me on this? $3.50 or less.
Oh I don’t think he will have a job for long?
How do you feel about Apple and Facebook offering to pay to
freeze eggs of their female staff, so they can continue a career before having
children?
Oh not a popular Fifi Blogget, but if I had a company, I
would do my best not to employ young ladies. If they don’t leave work to have
children, they leave to be full time Mothers. And I agree with full time
Mothers or fathers for that matter as long as one parent is at home with their
children. I have watched friends and family really be put under a lot of stress
to recruit as their staff either are wanting days off to get scans or hospital
appointments with regards child birth, or off giving birth or want to stay with
their babies. A lot of jobs are specialised so new employees, can’t just be
picked off the street! But freezing eggs? Oh not sure about that one.
And finally news in the Blogget household. OK, carrots?
Haha, well I like them cut thick. Hub likes them thin. So yesterday I didn’t
have dinner, but cooked for the boys. Teen ate all of his. Hub struggled with
his. Started off all the signs he was enjoying it. Then suddenly he said
“20 20 love!”
I didn’t know what he meant and quizzed him. He said he has
20 20 vision after his tea. Haha. It took me ages before I knew what he was on
about. Well, I told him, he wanted the carrots thin, they were huge carrots and
only had four in the fridge so used them all between him and our boy. I’m not kidding;
there must have been about a hundred slices on his plate…
It makes me laugh the way he talks. He is so dry never laughs
smiles or cracks his face when he is being sarcastic.
I beam with a grin before I start to talk.. I can never keep
a streight face.
OK, I will leave you for now and will be back. Xxxx
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