It's been ages since my last post

I'm pregnant, awaiting scan date. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

So fucking happy - at last.

Vodafone, you bunch of c***s

Because I tried to cancel my contract, they kept phoning me to get me back. So I bargained an excellent deal.

Blackberry Storm arriving tomorrow morning, 200 minutes and 1000 texts with the internet for £20 per month. Nice.

Because I am in £200 credit with them, I will only have to pay an extra £40 for the whole year!

TFIF

I'm going to see a recruitment agency today to discuss a job - yes, that's right - there's actually one job out there!!!

Tonight I am going straight home. Boyfriend (who has been very good this week) is on his Xmas party so not sure if I will see him.

Tomorrow I am going to the Spurs v Man Utd game with my Dad - some well needed q.t.

Boyfriend has his son on Saturday, they are going to decorate the Xmas tree which Boyfriend and I bought two weeks ago - it's a real one so the needles are already falling off!!!

Then Sunday I plan to do NOTHING.

Oh and I've asked work if I can leave next week so I don't have to come in during the horrible Christmas period.

I am feeling really Christmassy now so the plan is to get a job by end of Jan!

"What happened then?"

To cut a long story short:

I laid into him in a very harsh way, told him he has too many problems for me to deal with and he needs to sort his life out. He completely agreed, apologised and promised to change. I said to him you always promise but they are empty so you better deliver otherwise you'll be spending Xmas on your own.

Things seem to be going well since. Fingers crossed that he doesn't slip up.

I am...

... refusing to go Christmas shopping
... still looking for a job
... confused about men
... desperate for a re-vamp in the hair department
... happy that my boyfriend is watching the Spurs game with me tonight
... wishing the weekend would come quicker
... not feeling like blogging much today
... wearing a slouchy hoodie to work
... loving the tube
... HAPPY

Today's outfit

Black long sleeve tight top with buckle feature, showing cleavage and midriff.
Black pleated knee length skirt.
Black knee high socks, so showing a bit flesh there too.
Grey 3" stilletos.

This outfit makes me feel very sexy and I got a lot of attention this morning on my way into work. It's just a shame I am all bunged up.

Fridaysssssssssssssssss

I love them. Woke up this morning next to my naked Boyfriend and his cute son. Had lots of cuddles before I left for work. Plus it's dress down day on Fridays in the office and I'm late in after I stuffed a fried egg sandwich and a cup of tea down my neck. I cannot wait until "home time".

My weekend plans

Post restaurant in town, and cocktails, tonight.

Concert tomorrow. Will reveal who in my review next week.

Spurs on Sunday.

What a weekend!

Lodger gone.

Glory glory Halleluiah! Moving out on Saturday. At last some peace and quiet.

Sexy tats

New tattoo is lush, it's my third and was least painful. It's a small pink love heart on my outer wrist. Looks cute and cool!

Horny as f**k

I have had sex twice in the past week. It's ridiculous. I suppose I am partly to blame because I have been out on the town... but this morning, I woke up to find my Boyfriend's hand in my knickers.

I was pretty tight because he hadn't fucked me in a while and I had mind-blowing, doggie-style sex.

Needless to say, I went to work with a big grin on my face and a damp pair of pants.

Two nights without Boyfriend....

... and I feel refreshed. We have his son staying over tonight so I can kiss goodbye to any quality time. Oh, it's all fun and games.

Tomorrow. Sunbed, new tattoo, party!

Flares, fights and flesh

What an atmosphere in the Park Lane end. They set off flares, fought with riot police and then a few thousand of them decided to take their tops off, never seen so much flesh.

What a result as well. Bent hatrick and huddlestone super-strike. Loving it right now.

Footnote - Note my change of mood when Spurs win.

"I never see you now"

Since the latest nights in on my own, waiting for his imminent return, I've decided I need to get out more. I went out Wednesday night for Al Green and last night for the Spurs game and he seemed to appreciate my company when I got in, and wants to spend the weekend with me. I am out again Saturday night as well.

May be my starsign was right: "keep away from the problem and it will soon resolve itself."

Email snap shot

"Are you sure it’s Peter Stringfellow? I know there’s a lookie likey that I’ve seen a couple of times – sort of a cheaper tackier version if that’s possible – strolling up and down this road . . . "

I love AR. She sent me this today after Boyfriend phoned to say he had met Peter Stringfellow.

Cracking.

More domestic bliss

I had a brilliant weekend, well after Friday night when my drunk Boyfriend decided to wander off when we were supposed to be attending a party together so I had to track him down and drag his sorry arse home. I was rather distressed at the whole situation but soon sorted it out. Confessed a few home truths to my sister-in-law about our relationship but he apologised and hopefully it won't happen again. He's out with his mates on Thursday night, there's no chance he will be sober, so let's see what his behaviour is like. Men!!!

Anyway.... Saturday and Sunday were spent with my family, and my boyfriend and his son. I visited my grandparents who are both ill at the moment. Grandad has been diagnosed with lung cancer and my nan is in hospital with a suspected broken hip but she is very weak and quite drowsy most days.

The house is absolutely gleaming as I spent all weekend cleaning. Although the honours of cleaning out the duck house went to Boyfriend.

All in all, a nice weekend - even though after writing I realise that visiting grandparents, having a steaming row with my fella on Friday night and watching Spurs lose again were all quite depressing.

Mrs Muscle... loves the jobs you hate

I'm a 5'6" slender female and last night I was moving heavy furniture about on my own.....

Domestic goddess or what!!!!!!!!

Lazy Sunday

• Woke up, kissed Boyfriend before he left for work.
• Collected car from town as had been out the night before. Yes, I went out in my pjs.
• Filled up the car with diesel, washed it, hoovered it out, and drove home.
• Washing up, re-organised the kitchen, mopped the floor,
• Fed and washed the ducks, cleaned out their little house. So much poo.
• Re-organised CD collection and general tidying up in living room and dining room. Hoover. Wash clothes.
• Boyfriend home from work, ran him a bath and made him lunch.
• Had sex.
• Read the local paper with feet up.
• Watched the Simpsons.
• Started cooking dinner - prawn and chicken paella.
• Had sex, oral was amazing.
• Had relaxing bath.
• Lit the wood burning stove.
• Watched more TV in Boyfriend's arms.
• Had more sex.
• Fell asleep.

Miscarriage

After 6 months, I think I'm finally over it. I am not totally back to normal, it has given me severe insecurities - which I think annoy Boyfriend quite a lot - but I do feel that my emotional stability is back. I go through phases where one minute I hate myself, the next I think Boyfriend hates me. Sounds a mess, but you should have seen me 6 months ago, I was a weak frail little girl. I am nearly through it and just want normality. Insecurity is stopping me though. Wish I knew how to feel more confident in myself. I blame the bastards who broke my heart before Boyfriend. I am lucky to have him, he has done wonders for me.

When I was pregnant, I felt so sexy and alive. Then my whole world deflated around me when I found that my baby had no heartbeat and had to be removed from me. I underwent surgery and the next day I was in so much pain. I am sad that it wasn't meant to be. I can't wait to be a wife and a mother. I just think my heart has been broken too many times and I am taking things slowly now, don't want to get hurt.

Quote of the day...

Quote of the day...: "Do you think it is a criminal offence to spank a rickshaw driver?"