It's raining.
I am unwell.
I cannot concentrate on work.
And besides. I don't want to work on a sunday.
In the rain.
Whilst sneezing and feeling sorry for myself.
There must be SOMEONE out there who feels sorry for me and wishes to cheer me up by telling me how wonderful I am for not only getting up before 9 am, but also washing up (not my job, huff), drying up (sigh, not my job) and preparing brekkie (ditto job) for three sleep deprived and ravenous (pink haired) teenagers. And a nine year old??
After all that hooha I decided to try a new recipe. For my own brekkie. It was Almond Puff Pancakes courtesy of The Low Carb Gourmet by Karen Barnaby turned out ok, except I had to use more butter in my pan than reccomended and due to not being able to taste anything I may have used a leetle too much butter, splenda and cinnamon in my sauce!! heh heh heh
The teenagers all said it smelled lovely ( I may pass out from all the mum related approval just now) but they were rushing around getting ready to unleash themselves on the unsuspecting public go out. Words were had about finances " oh mummy I loves you soooo much (vomit) and can I borrow £3.00 for coffee?" I thought I fought a reasonably balanced and tactful argument over the fact that we already possess coffee. And of many varieties, and some terribly tasty ones for the coffee machine. And for much less cost per cup! But no, this is sadly not amusing for the average 14 year old. Yes of course I caved. I am unwell people and am therefore more marshmallow-ey than normal.
Mum still wins as it will simply be added to the growing iPod debt. }}}}evil mum chuckle{{{{
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Ebay defeats me today. It's so much nicer to be talking to you guys anyway. At least you stroke my forehead and bring me cups of tea ... Pretty please? Decaf please with soya milk and three splenda in it.... Oh the things we do in order to be healthy to lose weight, get fit, not be rotund, wobble less in the tummy area and happy.
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