Christmas staff dos: (that’s do with an s on the end or should that be a s not an s, don’t know, not dos as in the whole windows type dos) and what to wear. I’ve never met any of Ady’s work colleagues before in the job he’s doing now so am relying on him and his appraisal of them to know how to ‘go’ tonight. I bought a really nice top ages ago which in the fitting room with the jeans I was wearing that day looked funky and young and ideal for leaping around with drunken teenagers singing ‘I wish it could be Christmas everyday’. Last night I tired it on with some grown up sensible trousers and it looks like something a middle aged woman would wear with bauble earrings 🙁
Ady insisted last night that it was not a ‘jeans’ type of do so I dashed around like a loony this morning trying to fit a last minute outfit shop in trailing two children in the half hour window before my Mum and Granny arriving at our house. And failed 🙁 Me and the kids got wet and windy and the only thing I bought was chocolate for them to reward them for being good in the shops. And cos he said I couldn’t wear jeas I wore the pair I had been keeping clean all week today and they now have jaffa cake smeared into one knee.
So then Ady comes home with a pair of trendy new jeans he bought today to wear 🙁
And as this would seem to be more of a Home ed blog than I ever realised (probably should have done all that in a 16/12 8pm tried on new top and trousers and realised they would never do; 16/12 8.30pm had children write a report including diagrams /and suggested alternatives on why it would never do; 17/12 9.30am ran around in rain teaching children about ensuring you are prepared for evenings out otherwise adverse weather conditions could hamper careful preparation of hair for evening out; 17/12 10.17am taught children several new words that they can use to express themselves in times of angst and stress, taught them also how to use them in past and present and future tense ‘bugger, I should never have arsing well listened to your father when he said not to wear jeans tonight, now I will look a right tit tonight’) I will mention the small people too.
Scarlett has been very ‘spirited’ today (anyone notice how the HV called her that and then it showed up in my Marge Simpson thingy?) and had many acts of random minxness – she chucked the Bob books in a full sink of water 🙁 and opened two pressies from under the tree. Ady dealt with both by shouting at her which he does so rarely that she now won’t go anywhere near him 🙂 The books are currently drying off in the kitchen and will at best be curly, at worst have pages stuck together 🙁 The pressies were rescued!
So this morning Mum and Granny came over and we all exchanged cards as Granny is off to America for three weeks for Christmas. The kids were their usual badly behaved selfs with an audience of two doting ladies who frown at me when I shriek at them and offer excused along the ‘he must be tired’ and ‘well I expect she is just excited about Christmas’ lines when they get all rowdy and unruly. Mum then stayed for lunch and tried to engage me in a slagging off her mother session, which I avoided and then we went round to Rachel’s.
E was clearly both tired and excited about Christmas 🙁 He shouted and smacked Davies and managed to shove Scarlett really hard into the edge of a chair – she now has a nasty purpling lump on the side of her head (glad the HV didn’t see us after that 🙂 ). She did amuse me by howling and sitting on my lap and having two jaffa cakes and a Dora storybook before deciding to exact revenge. She chased after him, pronounced ‘E naughty smack’ and walloped him…
So we’re off clad in jeans (if I can get the jaffa cake off with a baby wipe:-) ) to Ady’s party tonight which will either be fab or crap (they are never inbetween are they?) and then tomorrow we are taking the kids to see Santa at Drusillas. Which is probably sheer lunacy on the Saturday before Christmas but as we have escaped the whole Christmas shopping and food shopping nightmares it seems only right that we have at least one festive tinsel related example of pushing, shoving and queuing:-)
rofl – can just see your itemised day running like that. Hope you enjoy the do.
Comment by jax — 17 December 2004 @ 6:55 pm
Perceptive HV then 😉
I hate that thing where mothers, or in my case, m-i-l, makes excuses for the children, or in her case, only C 🙁
Comment by Jan — 17 December 2004 @ 7:47 pm
Can’t ROFLOLMSL because I am coughing too much LOL
Comment by Karen b — 17 December 2004 @ 7:56 pm
Hope you had a good night!
Comment by Alison — 17 December 2004 @ 10:59 pm