Insert Father Jack here
I’ve had a really enjoyable week, doing stuff that I don’t ordinarily get to do, and properly enjoyed myself. I learnt stuff too, but I did really enjoy myself.
I’ve had a really enjoyable week, doing stuff that I don’t ordinarily get to do, and properly enjoyed myself. I learnt stuff too, but I did really enjoy myself.
Belatedly, and perhaps not terribly excitingly this is my new office (note the lack of “ra” and thus entirely SFW).
The more other parents I come across the less I like us as a collective. I understand the urge to protect your young over anyone or anything else, but must it come complete with a total disregard for other human beings? Equally did I miss the special “how to park so no-one else can get out of their car” class? Or its follow up “fill up your car with moronic signs about who is ‘on board’ to perpetuate some idiotic myth that it makes others drive with more care whilst you don’t”? If I could avoid leaving the house during any school holiday I would. The children I can take, the adults less so.
My throat is sore and it seems to have knocked out my brain functioning too. I’m weak and pathetic. Heh-ho.
I do feel like I’ve managed to do some stuff this week:
So I’m going to spend tomorrow stewing in my own sore throated misery, until I have to be chipper, sensible and dealing with someone elses on Friday.
xx
For some reason, Firefox is currently refusing to have anything to do with my blog. It is however,entirely happy to let me go to Dorothy Perkins, American Apparel, the Home Office and The Guardian.* So in the meantime I’m on IE. I’m telling you this because I know some of you will probably want to shower after reading knowing that.
As predicted by Miss Z I did oh so fabulously at avoiding Twitter and Facebook, though I did at least manage not to use them whilst working. I can thoroughly recomend a teeny tiny laptop for the easily distracted, because it’s such a faff using the tiny mouse buttons that you stay where you’re meant to be rather than pootling all over the shop.
Because I’m attempting to be properly responsible with this blog* and post at least once a week this is a pointless empty post*. I actually have for once stuff that requires my whole entire brain, that I really do need to do. So I’m being a good girl and doing the stuff that needs doing, but my brain can’t think blog stuff and other stuff at the same time. Largely because it requires the same bit of my brain. I could do say atheletics and blogging at the same time* because they don’t need the same bit of brain. I’ve now got to be super strict and stop myself from going on facebook and twitter like someone with a really addictive personality might*. I’ll see you in a week-ish.
*Or they might take it into care, and it’ll just end up an angry resentful blog being passed from pillar to post.
*As opposed of course to my oh so deep insights of usual.
*Clearly I couldn’t that’s a complete fib.
*Which clearly isn’t me, oh no, not at all.