Oh Crap! Apologies!

I really should get into the habit of proofreading BEFORE I hit publish 🙄

I even forgot to put a subject to my last blog never mind actually proofreading it so it made sense…
does anything I ever write make sense …Maybe not 😆

ok I admit Grammar and punctuation are not my strong points but still I do try honest!

I’m Getting there……….

Woah it’s been more than a week

since I posted my last blog.. Kind of busy

you could say, Busy doing what, I’m not really sure.

I’ll start posting more blogs soon, I think half the problem is I’m sleeping..

What difference does that make I hear you ask…

well I do most of my blogging in the wee hours of the night when the rest of the world is asleep.

let me update you on whats going on to be honest, I really havent been doing anything lately

Since I went to the doctors on the 20th they gave me so much stuff which included a 7 day course of mega antibiotics as I said in one of my previous blogs.. well I don’t know if it’s that or the other steroid inhalers but my chest is clear… I mean clear… I haven’t had to use my blue inhaler (Ventolin. ) in 4 days.. I haven’t woken up in the night… I can breathe.. I can go outside even when its cold like today and walk without dying. Long may it last!!

My feet are getting better slowly again having to grease them up four times a day with various potions but its working albeit a lot slower than my chest. but it is working.

life is starting to have a newer meaning I’m starting to get it back well my healthwise anyway.

Tomorrow we have yet another assessment with Ali up the hospital. he has been statemented but we still have assessments as they are still trying to decide just how severe if that is the word his autism is.. Maybe its me but sometimes I swear there is nothing wrong with him its the rest of the world that is screwed up in some way.

this is sooo true:


Anyway we wont have any idea what is decided tomorrow no doubt we will have to wait and see as per usual..

Anyway  I will try to get back to being me and my usual blogs

and more often..

Wow! It’s the end of another week. I made it!


This week went by fast. Very fast.

 In fact this year is flying past.. maybe not so good health wise yet but it will get better I have to believe that!

Having a blog is sort of like therapy. Not that I would know anything about therapy at all, although I probably wouldn’t mind paying someone to listen to my complaints once in a while. If I could afford it.

Mind you, I try as much as possible to not bother those around me with all my issues all the time. Although I do make use of the opportunity every now and then.

For instance…I have in the past mentioned the trials and tribulations of having teenage step daughters!

Blogging helps when you just want to get something off your chest. And it’s a lot cheaper than therapy.

Anyway, my issue right now is

If you go back to October (this may help)


Tammy sent Allan a text saying “ur A Cunt”

needless to say it didn’t go down very well!

well apparently  she has been spending time with Allan’s mum at the weekends.

personally i think its more for materialistic reasons but fine with me, although i love how his mum never mentioned to Allan about this.

anyway… at christmas we gave Amberleigh some perfume… Amber sent Allan a text saying Tammy had told amber that it was from grandma… this actually made me fuming once again..

seeing as how grandma had left nothing here for the girls.. fuck grandma only sent the boys £10 each in a card and some biscuits and chocolates.

Allan text’d Amber back saying it was bollocks, it was from us and Tammy was stirring things…
He then got a text from Tammy saying don’t talk about me to Amberleigh

which he ignored…  Kudos’ my temper I would have text’d her back telling her what I thought..

anyway a week or so later he gets a text saying Hi

Allan’s thinking…   is now… bollocks to her, unless she comes over and apologizes in person he can’t be bothered with her.  she certainly wont get anything backdated when it comes to christmas and her birthday.

he still ignores her…

this week another text saying Hi dad is Tammy how are you all.

Again still waiting for a personal apology is ignores her (has his man grown some balls at long last I wonder? )

now the finale  some time in the middle of the night, Both Allan and I have received a Friend request from her..   This will be interesting to see what happen’s

at the end of the day its his daughter………..

but I know one thing…. I am soooo glad I only have boys to worry about now…  Teenage boys are so much easier than Teenage Girls…  I’m sure my older boys were never like this, Actually I never remember the girls being  this bad,
No doubt in another 5 years I will find out all over again!

So maybe I shouldn’t complain too much…however this is my blog, my therapy. So I guess it’s alright to nitpick and whine here.

Come to think of it – if I go for any sort of therapy it should be for internet addiction! 🙄

I was the doctors worst nightmare today!

I had my appointment with the asthma nurse who has upped my medication big time so now on preventer’s and everything..   she then refereed me to the doctors because of my feet so I could be seen straight away she said they will squeeze me in between appointments for a quick look .

So there I am sitting back in the waiting room full of sick people and Im back there about five mins and my name pops up on the board… I go in and its a new doctor, I had agreed to see anyone in the practice,

She was really nice and took the time to listen to me. she looked at my feet and prescribed loads of things, plus listened to my chest… my asthma isnt the only cause of my breathing problems I have a bad chest infection as well,
she weighed me and although I had lost weight since I was last weighed in August it wasnt a lot and I was shocked…  lets just say its given me a real kick up the bum

I enquired about Xenical which I had heard about from a friend and she agreed I could have it but when she explained the side effects I decided to give it a pass, she said it can and will cause chronic diarrhoea, anal seepage and could also cause respiratory problems among other side effects especially in the first three months while you get used to eating a totally fat free diet. and she thinks hat once I am more mobile and can get some exercise in that I should lose the weight slowly again on my own without any pills,

So after being in there half an hour with her.. (have to admit I felt sorry for the people waiting for their appointments but hey now I know why some doctors are running really late… they actually are doing their job so I will have more patience next time my appointment is running half an hour late.

however I have to admit for once I’m glad I’m diabetic and get free prescriptions because she gave me three lots of creams for my feet. plus a 7 day course of antibiotics again for my chest. two more types of steroid inhalers as well as a repeat for my ventalin, along with my usual diabetic drugs and three lots of pain killers.. I didn’t go to my usual pharmacy I went to the one at the medical centre,

the woman at the chemist said I would have needed a bank loan to pay for it all [:/] Anyway priority at the moment is get my feet and chest sorted and then she said we could tackle the weight. however I have come out with good news that at last things may be sorted chest wise… feet wise and that I have lost weight since I was last weighed there in August. and I thought I had gained so not all bad.

Im Struggling here!!

No Seriously I feel about 90 years old,
I cant even joke about this now, I’m losing the will to live..
Just as I thought I was getting better my chest has got bad again,
I can hardly walk, I’m in so much pain from my feet as well as my hips, I feel like I’m an old lady!
the only time I can shuffle around is if im wearing a pair of old plimpsols I had, but I cant go to bed in them…….. and when its time to get up the pain upon standing is unreal, Im back to popping pills again left right and centre 😦

This is not me……….. I dont like being the miserable one…  I may be a bad tempered bitch but I dont like wallowing in self pity… but ffs………….. Come One!! Enough Already!!

Allan was going to ask Andy for the wheelchair back that we lent to him when his mum had her accident over a year ago, but I so don’t want to use it as I know once I do I’m actually wondering if I would get out of it again!.
2012 is supposed to be the year of getting myself sorted but things seem to be getting worse by the day!

As you can tell again its 3.14 am and Im wide awake… Insomnia has crept back in….
Oh and Allan has man flu……….
Just want I need!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Had one bit of good luck this week but not going to jinx it yet!!

The Battle is on!! And We will win this time…….Until the next!!

The battle against those annoying furry things that seem to invade every house in the village throughout the year!

what am I talking about…. Mice… Bloody Mice!!

The problem is we live in the country and we have a farm opposite the road from us and huge fields so they come into the houses mostly when its cold or harvest time when the combine-harvester is driving around the crops making them homeless

Now  despite being a terrace house in the middle, usually we don’t get them, I think the fact that we keep snakes helps, Kate  Next door is always inundated with the damn things and so is Jo’s next door to Kate and I have no doubt Joyce gets them on the other side of us but we seem to escape  getting them, I never find any evidence no matter how hard I look, and of course we never see or catch any in traps left out
but not this time.

Last week we heard a scream from next door as apparently one of the little fuckers ran across Kelly’s bed (Kates 38 yr old still living at home with mummy’s daughter)……  Mind you I think  its the only thing that has dared to go near her bed so not sure why she is complaining lol

So that giving us the heads up,
When I went shopping a couple of weeks ago I had picked up some lazy cow multiseeded bread mix for the bread maker and put it in the top cupboard… yes the top cupboard that i couldn’t quite shut the door on because of the cake boards in there.

I noticed there was some flour on the counter top and when i opened the cupboard door there were two beady little eyes staring back at me before they ran off in the shelf.. The little fucker had chewed into the bag of flour to eat the seeds making a mess everywhere!

of course I did want every self respecting woman does when there is actually a male in the house… I screamed for TBO aka Allan to get his arse in the kitchen straight away because he was going on a mouse hunt! I pointed him in the right direction and retreated to the other side of the kitchen so he could  proceed with the eviction!

He started to empty the shelf and lo and behold there was the little cretin stuck in the corner trapped so he grabbed it by the tail and took it into the garden to dispose of it in a rather inhumane way…  this is where you think to yourself

one down 50,000 to go 🙄

At this point we then start to empty every cupboard in the kitchen, clean everything out… empty every counter top and scrub and bleach that..  we then start moving furniture around in the front room and start looking for evidence of infestation. yep we have fucking mice… we found one of  TBO’s missing slippers hidden under the sofa and inside it was a chocolate wrapper chewed


I go up the town and pick up bait traps,  mouse and rat killer  and loads of glue traps…. and we start putting it down..

Now bearing in mind that my precious Mindy could still be alive roaming the house I really didn’t want to go down the poison route but needs must.. I’m not holding out much hope for her anyway.. the mice are way to big for her to survive on and eat as she is only small or maybe I should say was.

Anyway a couple of days pass and the back bedroom starts to have that distinct smell of decaying body despite searching high and low we cant find it
… now normally when you put mouse killer down the little fuckers will run away to die so this rotten decomposing ball of fur had probably feasted on poison from next door and come our way under the floorboards to die..  so that’s 2 down now !

yesterday the same rotten smell started coming from our bedroom, Allan goes to investigate and finds one on top but just out of view of one of his weights that had been stacked by my side of the bed… now im wondering if this is why my chest had been bad the night before..  he takes it downstairs and disposes of the rotting corpse… sprays air freshener and opens windows..  3 down..

unsure if there are any more in the kitchen I left some flour on the counter top sprinkled so I could see the marks of any little footsteps and leave out some chocolate on the side..

Dont believe all this bollocks you hear about mice loving cheese… the love chocolate better… nope all intact.. fingers crossed they are out the kitchen…

her the reason I am writing this blog at this time in the morning is because having woke in the night about 2.30am coughing I came downstairs and decided after a warm drink to just sleep on the sofa for the rest of the night..

and about 5 am I am woken by scratching.  I check Isabella formally known as Gwen’s cage and she is soundo in her bed so its not the hamster………

I look under the wall unit and lo and behold one of the little bastards is stuck to the glue trap we put under there… YES!! another of the little fuckers is caught… I deal with this one myself and am now waiting to inform the head mouse catcher that I have put another glue trap down and he needs to check the others he placed around as I have no idea where half of them went.. and also check the bait stations and top them up.
We will win this battle against the little buggers..  I am not against mice as a pet but not free range in my  fucking house!!
If they want to stay warm  build a bigger nest in the field but piss off out of my house!! 

Apparently Field mice are a delicacy in Malawi  bet you didn’t know that 😆

Thankfully the they are only small!!

30 Blog posts Picture Challenge Blog 30 The Final One!!

Blog 30 – A picture that you have seen that you love


I saw this picture and I have to admit I really love it…


It doesn’t matter how far and long you have travelled on the WRONG ROAD!! Because there’s always an option to TURN AROUND