Eldest asked if his girlfriend could join us for the evening meal. We were having chilli – not a meal I’d have chosen; doesn’t really show off my culinary skills. I feel it’s important to let girlfriends know what standards my boys are used to at meal times – and it’s NOT ‘pop, pop, ping’!
To make up for this I added a few extra accompaniments: salad, guacamole, salsa and sour cream. Then I made a pudding.
Girlfriend arrived. I took husband and boys to one side and told them (in hushed tones) under no circumstances were they to ask, ‘What’s going on? We don’t normally have salad, guacamole and salsa with chilli! What’s with the yoghurt, and how come you’ve suddenly made a pudding?’
Smirks Smiles were exchanged over the table but on the whole I thought I’d got away with it; that is until youngest loudly demanded,
“Why have we suddenly got music on and candles out? We don’t usually have music on and candles out for a normal meal. It’s not Friday or Saturday! Mum, why have you put music on and got candles out?”
Translation: Darling, thanks for noticing the addition of music and candles to our evening meal. It’s good to know you appreciate the finer things in life…
Now be quiet, eat your meal and leave me alone to impress your brother’s @&$%*#@ girlfriend!!
Just realised I never shared my last session from the acting course with you. So, for a certain friend who loves hearing all about it – this one’s for you 😉
If you’d like a bit of background, read about the first three sessions here:
Acting Course Part 1 – Hello Lovey!
Acting Course Part 2 – Beach! He said BEACH!
Acting Course Part 3 – Acting at Last!
Acting course reached a new low today. Having spent usual first 10 minutes relaxing everything with our eyes shut (except for me; I sit there with one eye open checking how seriously everyone else is taking it), we were told to imagine we were puppets. I’d rather imagine I was Elizabeth Taylor but maybe that’s just me… Keep on reading!
Was quite happily vacuuming (well, I say ‘happily’ obviously I mean ‘begrudgingly’) the hall when the doorbell rang. Entered porch to see slowly retreating back of a rather large, grubby looking, badly dressed, bald man.
(I’m not large-ist or bald-ist in the slightest – but the grubby looking, badly dressed bit was putting me about somewhat.) Keep on reading!
Youngest son’s football team had a ‘Fun Day’ last weekend, so we loyally went along. As predicted the only fun was had by our son; trying to see how much money he could get out of us – for him and his friend to
waste spend on ‘fun’.
The tiniest burgers inside the hugest buns were forced down by the four of us, extortionately expensive (and not that pleasant) cupcakes were purchased by me and a completely ridiculous amount of tombola tickets were bought by the boys. The lure of possibly winning a bottle of shampoo, a tiny bar of chocolate, a crocheted toilet roll cover, a plastic mug with a picture of flowers on it or a toddler’s colouring book was obviously too great. Keep on reading!
Went out for cocktails with a friend last week. To say we thoroughly enjoyed the 2 for 1 offers in the local bars is putting it lightly.
We were sitting in the last bar when husbands of two close friends came in. Naturally they came across, offered us another drink, went over to the bar, came back with our drinks then sat down and joined us for the last half hour of the night. Keep on reading!
Went out for a walk and snack lunch, with hubby and one of the teens. Turned out to be one of the worst lunches I’ve ever had. Nothing to do with the company – they were lovely. But typically British.
Ordered a goat’s cheese and tomato toastie – Oh. My. God. It arrived looking like a limp, pathetic, anaemic rag. I opened it up – it wasn’t even sealed – and couldn’t believe what I was looking at. Very little I tell you! Very little! I immediately had three issues with said ‘toastie’. Keep on reading!