Hello to you all. And hello to new followers, you are most welcome here.
Good grief it's foggy here in St Ives today. We were promised a heat wave, and instead got the dreaded sea mist. Apparently Penzance is in rude health. Wall to wall sunshine over there, so I'm told. My head is buzzing today. I have had little or no sleep this week, due to my ridiculous over thinking brain.
Tomorrow is all stations go with several house viewings. Marc is stuck at Gatwick, due to fog at Newquay airport. This morning Alfie has had a hissy fit over Coco Pops, and I escalated the situation by giggling. Oliver refused to come out from under my bed. He was not to be disturbed under any circumstances. I found him eating an Easter egg. So much for buying early and hiding them.
My sister in law has recently found out that Godfrey, her Christmas Eve rescue Turkey, is in fact a girl. I love this. It has made me smile all week. Samuel is considering his University options. He quite fancies either Cardiff or Edinburgh. Cardiff I can deal with. Edinburgh is in another country. I will never see him again. My diet and exercise regime has gone out of the window this week. Last night I ate a family bag of wine gums and a huge packet of crisps.
Me and the boys have started watching Will Ferrell movies. I am appalled at my terrible parenting as I laugh along to 'Step Brothers' with them. But I am also gratified by the fact that the boys now think I rock. Whatever it takes to be popular with my kids...an awful admission. No wonder they blithly ignore every request I make to keep their rooms tidy, pick their underwear up from the bathroom floor and lower the lid of the toilet when they have finished. And perhaps flush it too.
I have bought some second hand furniture. Well why not clutter up the house a little more now that I'm trying to sell it. I literally couldn't resist. One will need a rub down and paint. The other is beautiful as it is. I have some garden tales, but have not been able to compose myself long enough to write it. It's about Sweet Peas. That much I do know.
Oh and Olly would like a pink pirate cake for his birthday. And tea at MacDonald's. And a MooMaid ice cream.....and lots of Lego. And a colouring book. And a hamster. He isn't getting a hamster...
Have a great weekend. Think of me tomorrow. I will probably be hysterical or comatose by lunch time.