Showing posts with label moany face Ali. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moany face Ali. Show all posts

Thursday, 28 June 2012

Effing rain!!



I don't want to be a right old moany face about it but I'm hormonal, therefore feel entitled to moan if I like.  Don't get me wrong in many ways I love rain, the verdant greens, the slate greys of paths and 'making the garden grow' etc but I want to be in my bare feet and flip flops.  I want to have all the windows and doors open and if I cannot, I'd like them to be closed without needing to coory under a blanket or worse, switch the heaters on.  I want to have meals in the garden and hang the washing out, have a view of billowing sheets and hear the birds singing.......
All that list of 'I wants' needs is addition of a goose that lays golden eggs.

SIGH

My boys finish up school tomorrow and I am hoping the weather improves.  I am Scottish, I do not expect a lot, just please please please PLEASE, let it be dry for a spell.

Urgh!!!  Moan moan moan!
I'm off to get on my exercise bike and see if my mood improves.  I have cakes to bake later and cannot be this cross whilst baking, cakes need love to rise people!



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Monday, 31 October 2011

Feck that for a game o' sodgers!

I wish I could...
But I can't.....
I have tried...
I have dithered about decorating windows with fake cobwebs and the like.
I have procrastinated drinking coffee and now I am even writing a post about it, big *sigh*.

I feel like Hamish in this photo...

 because of this...

I am hoping, rather than bemoaning this outrageous mound dear friends, you all agree that this is the size an ironing mountain should get to before being embarked upon.  Please say it is so, I'd hate to look like a failure in the housewifery department!   *takes tongue out of cheek*

Feckity feck feck feckity feck feck!!!

I better get these out then, my ironing companions, the 10th Doctor will ease my pain!

 Sort of.......no he won't, who am I kidding???  Yet more *sighs*!  I am proper huffing now by the way!


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Thursday, 3 June 2010

A poem and the return of moany face Ali....if she ever went away!


 

The Owl and the Stormtrooper!

The Owl and the Stormtrooper went to a shelf in a beautiful oak wood frame.
With a background of stripes and pretty flowers.
Oh how Owl yearned for a game.
The Stormtrooper yelled "NO!" and gave Owl a thump to which Owl showed him his back and was greatly with hump.
No longer friends the Stormtrooper made his leave.
Owl showed much relief at this sought after reprieve.
He now spends his days hooting away without violent frame-mates who don't want to play.

THE END


I wrote this while I spent the better part of Tuesday playing with Picnik and my FlikrI truly am at my most silly when avoiding the domestic drudgery that is housework. That was a day of mischief making........
Now yesterday was a bad, bad, bad day.  I understand in the big scheme of things a bit of perspective may be required but I am forfeiting that just now because I am distraught, as in, hand on my brow, yelling on Hill, in a Mrs Bennet fashion.  Our Sky+ decided to stop working, not that big a deal I hear you cry.  I for one only partake in TV of an evening so yes not really a big deal until you are informed that the only, the only, the only way to fix it is to reset the whole thing.  I have to take a deep breath for this bit..............and that means everything, everything, EVERYTHING in your Skyplanner will go, be gone, be erased, never to come back again.   

     Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

My Delicious Miss Dahl's, Time Team, Blitz Street, the Terry Pratchett stuff I haven't even watched yet................and

our 
effing 
Doctor Who's!

I love Doctor Who, it is my favourite (which I can just about say because no Criminal Minds were lost because I was up to date), it is my beloved, my Saturday 'to be repeated whenever I want' entertainment and effing Rory just died, not just died but never even existed (boohhoo!!) and I've only seen it once.  I need to see them more than once you see.  I am that geek who re-watches for missed bits or hidden things and to see if where there is that darn crackAgain with the Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!
Look for the positives Ali c'mon!......
The dvd is due out on the 7th, sounds good until I saw at Amazon it's only three episodes for 9.99.  Pants to that.
Then I remembered BBC iplayer and my insides calmed just enough for me to breath once more.
I did manage to prevent my Biscuits from being too upset because I was the one having the drama queen hissy fit but do you blame me, really do you?


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Monday, 31 May 2010

I've been meaning to say......


Twenty 
seven 
effing
pounds 
and 
sixty 
effing
pence!!!!!!!!!

for a half a minute looksee with agreement -
  "Your cat has a sore eye."
Really, you don't say? 
"Here's some ointment." 
Thank you, I'll go empty my purse now, shall I?

Can you tell I feel a bit ripped off?
Aye, dentists and vets, dentists and vets!

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