Harley just walked up to me and asked me to smell 'Spot' (his latest Dalmatian, makes a total of eight now lol), so I did and noticed that his belly was wet as I sniffed. Harley had put some of my roll on deodorant on him! ROFL! He does make me smile :D

I've been mucho absent recently - forgive me, just needed time out. I will try to get back into the swing of things soon.

I am going to complain to british gas, as they've royally pissed me off one time too many today. I am sat here with steam still coming out of my ears, and was hoping to get a second opinion on this complaint (I am going to try to email it to them or print it out and send it recorded) as I really do want them to take us seriously, and not ignore it (they've ignored pervious email queries I have made regarding my Grandmother's problems with them). I'll change the 'Dear...' part of course, but couldn't resist starting off with this despite wanting to say so much worse! Any input is much appreciated!

( copy of my complaintCollapse )

The Big Read reckons that the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books they've printed. Well let's see.

1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicise those you intend to read.
3) Underline the books you LOVE.
4) Reprint this list in your own LJ so we can try and track down these people who've read 6 and force books upon them ;-)

( Onto the list of 100 books... I've read 26/100Collapse )

I'm not really bothered that I haven't read that many of them (just glad I got above the average 6!), and there's not many I'd go out of my way to select for reading either as they don't interest me much and I usually pick my books via instinct, I read for pleasure these days - I remember being subjected to Lord of The Flies for my English GCSE and hating it (I am shuddering just remembering how it bored me to death). I find these lists quite pretenious to be honest, like you're less of a book lover if you haven't read all of them. Yeah right!

I am very fortunate that I only now read what and when I want to. I do intend to make a return to education at somepoint in my future though and English Lit will probably feature somewhere in there, but it won't be for a while yet - been saying it for long enough mind you!

We have gas... wooo!

Carter is currently poking Harley who is laying on the sofa and moaning 'NOOOO, I don't want to play, I WANT TO SLEEP!' hehe... best go rescue him!

I am so scared, Gareth is late home now. Ever since he got ran off the road I have been so paranoid about him being involved in an accident. I can't even ring him because I have no working landline (whole other story!) and have lost my mobile phone. OMFG. I am getting desperately worried, may even go to such lengths as to see if a neighbour would be so kind as to let me borrow their phone or message people on facebook and hope someone is online who will ring him for me :(

My tooth is hurting less finally, so am able to concerntrate and what happens?

Gareth's car breaks down on the way to work and he had to walk the final 3 miles, got it picked up and took to a garage who have quoted him £500 as it's the head gasket.

I can't cope, we already owe money for having no choice but to buy another car in the first place, and now this! I want to die.

ARGH! Wisdom teeth :( *&*&!"£()£&$*&$ Need I say anymore?

ARGHHHHHH!!!!!! It's Harley's first school sports day today and I didn't know until late last night when I got a message off Vicky via facebook - I was hoping to use Carter's morning nap to get the keyrings sorted out so that I can post them asap for everyone's Father's Day gifts. I will get there, just going to be tight to fit in I suspect,I may have to cut them out and put them in the keyrings when I've fetched Harley and then run to the Post Office.

However, I am looking forward to Harley's sports day, I just hope he does better than I used to at the frigging things! Thank goodness Vicky let me know otherwise I wouldn't have been there for him *blush* it does make a little sad though as I lay in bed last night crying as i can remember Tamara's every year, especially the last one just after Mum had died and I went with her Dad to watch. So sad.