They Say What They Say

Why doesn't my mother have central heating? You'd think that after many years of living in the old home town, where the winters are cold enough to make Benton Fraser feel at home, that she would have done the sensible thing and have it installed. But no. She doesn't consider the wellbeing and comfort of herself and her children, and lets us shiver and rug up in multiple layers for weeks on end while the pissy little gas heater in the lounge room does bugger all. And when I ask her about it she always says "Oh, I'll get it installed next year." but in her world next year never seems to arrive!

/whine

Aside from that the nephew (whose parents are considerate enough to have central heating heating for their children) continues to be the cutest thing on the planet, while my sister cooks a mean quiche. I feel asleep baby sitting last night and when I got to bed at mum's house I proceeded to have strange dreams involving Dalmation puppies.

Weird.

At the moment I'm just hanging around waiting for it to be 12.30 so mum and I can go out to lunch, and I'm taking F to the park this afternoon. I did entertain thoughts of cleaning out my car, but the lady pains are not being nice and I really can't be bothered doing anything except try and keep warm (see above.)

Okay, so why have I suddenly become obsessed with vintage wedding dress patterns? It's not like the prospect of me getting married is looming on the horizon, so why have I just shelled out for a Vogue wedding dress pattern by Vera Wang?

*boggles*

It is summer yet?

Why doesn't my mother have central heating? You'd think that after many years of living in the old home town, where the winters are cold enough to make Benton Fraser feel at home, that she would have done the sensible thing and have it installed. But no. She doesn't consider the wellbeing and comfort of herself and her children, and lets us shiver and rug up in multiple layers for weeks on end while the pissy little gas heater in the lounge room does bugger all. And when I ask her about it she always says "Oh, I'll get it installed next year." but in her world next year never seems to arrive!

/whine

Aside from that the nephew (whose parents are considerate enough to have central heating heating for their children) continues to be the cutest thing on the planet, while my sister cooks a mean quiche. I feel asleep baby sitting last night and when I got to bed at mum's house I proceeded to have strange dreams involving Dalmation puppies.

Weird.

At the moment I'm just hanging around waiting for it to be 12.30 so mum and I can go out to lunch, and I'm taking F to the park this afternoon. I did entertain thoughts of cleaning out my car, but the lady pains are not being nice and I really can't be bothered doing anything except try and keep warm (see above.)

Okay, so why have I suddenly become obsessed with vintage wedding dress patterns? It's not like the prospect of me getting married is looming on the horizon, so why have I just shelled out for a Vogue wedding dress pattern by Vera Wang?

*boggles*

It is summer yet?