Huff.

Firstly, Hello & Welcome to my new follower – Judy. Thanks so much for visiting – x.

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It may well be interesting for those of you in a relationship out there to note the following:-

If walking out of the house in a huff.

Remember your car keys.

Marching over the threshold head held high in moral indignation, looses its punch if you then have to then sneak back in to pick up the car keys.

Also best not to pick an early hour on a bank holiday morning which then leaves you walking around your local supermarket waiting for the café to open.

I can highly recommend watching “Oz the Great and Powerful” 10.30am. No-one else around, and O2 were giving away a free large popcorn at my local Odeon. Of course it may also be worth noting the following equation

1 large sweet popcorn (think bucket sized) + a medium coke + moral outrage = being heartily sick at the end of the movie in the ladies.

Everything would have been worth it if only The Chap had noticed.

I drove home at 2pm-ish and he just smiled and said

“You were out early. Have a nice morning?”

I gave up at that point on being in a mood. I am obviously no good at it, and really it was such a minor thing I was pissed at. Does this happen to anyone else, complete obliviousness? And is obliviousness a word?

Anyhoo, the long weekend was lovely. I caught up on loads of jobs. Cleaned the car inside and out. Cleaned everywhere in the house and then emptied the washing basket. Who knew it had a bottom? I thought it was a never ending heap of soiled laundry stuck in a time loop.  I did the 4 hours of ironing whilst watching Labyrinth by Kate Mosse which I had recorded.

I then started on the planting. I have no green thumb and have never successfully grown anything. But, still worth having a go I think.

I planted up the potatoes and tomatoes. Then planted the seeds for my hanging basket and geranium borders later this year.

I have some seeds for lettuce and beans but I think it is too early. I enjoyed it so much, lunchtime today I popped out and picked up some red onions, spring onions and peppers plus a 75p kit for growing chillies. Time will tell if I make a success of it. Watch this space..

And finally Twinkle is definitely in season. The poor thing is crying and miaowing, and constantly offering herself to anything that moves. It reminds me of some girls I knew in my University days it really is such a shame to see.

If I am honest, I think TC would have liked some kittens, but he realises that it just is not going to happen on my watch and he does agree with the ethics of not bringing more kittens into this world. TC paid for our cats, but I feed and water them, pick up poo, and disinfect the litter tray. So, I am guessing who would end up looking after them too.. Muggins..

I am too young to be a Grandma!

Result? They are both booked in for the operation to be spayed in about a weeks time.

TC booked the appointment after finding Belle trying to mount her sister on the spare bed….

An eventful weekend I would say.

Frugally yours

Abigail

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