Severe Mondayitis

My Monday morning looked like this:

 I tripped over the dog bed, fell onto the child safety gate that we have in the laundry to keep the dog contained which then came out of the door frame with the elephantine force of my weight on it, landed on my knees on top of the gate, skidded my elbows on the carpet getting carpet burn and hit my head on the wall!  On the way down I did some kind of twisty action as well, so my back is feeling quite ouchy as well.  I lay there moaning and in tears wondering whether to get Oscar to call an ambulance!  Fearing that would freak the kids out and since I was still in my pjs, no bra, bed hair and all (which would clearly freak any ambo's out) I lay there and swore instead.  I have been limping all day and have terribly bruised knees, a ripped toenail, carpet burnt elbows and an achey back to show for it.

Moral of the story - the bloody dog can sleep outside from now on!

Things that cheered my limpy Mondayitis up a smidgen:

My sister found this somewhere on facebook -

Sooo true!  Especially if you add in Pinterest and Blogging!

Source: asos.com via Sonia on Pinterest

Cute crochet runners from ASOS!  Going straight onto my birthday wishlist!

 

Watching Isaac be a flag bearer for his 'country'!  The closest he will ever get to the Olympics I think.  He is not renowned for his athletic ability!

Having this Rainbow of Yarny Goodness watch me from the corner of my craft room.  I feel a rainbow rug in my waters!  Maybe something like this or this.

Hope your Monday started off better than mine!

Monday Musings

It's the last day of summer but I am sooo cold I am wearing a cardigan and slippers and my nose is running.

Whilst blowdrying my hair on the weekend I noticed it kinda smelled like it was burning and close to blowing up.  Then I realised the smell was from a dead cockroach that had somehow found it's way in there.  So I have been blowdrying dead cockroach into my hair for who knows how long.

I cant remember the last time I cooked dinner.  My husband does it most nights and when he's not around I survive on jam toast.

I think I would like to go back to work so I can have money to buy things I want without having to spend three hours (and various sexual favours!) explaining to the money earner why they are required.

This weekend I managed to add even more babushka's to my daughters room.  One day she is going to be old enough to tell me she hates them and would rather have a Barbie or Dora instead.

The Oscar's are on and I think they are boring (!), praps because I cant remember the last time I watched a recent movie.  I'd rather they had everyone stand in a big line so I could see what everyone was wearing and be judgy judgemental from the safety of my slippers and my couch.

My husband is going away for work and for boat racing quite a lot over the next few weeks.  I'm excited because that means I can stay up all night watching trashy tv and crocheting without being harrassed about coming to bed.

I think my MIL thinks I am a bad housekeeper.  And a bad parent.

I think sometimes she just might be right.