Friday Five!

Stuffed bear!

I am out of touch! 

1. I got to go on a real date night with my husband! We've done 'day' ones but it's not the same.
2. I bought a new dress at TK Maxx and wore it tonight. I felt proper dolled up with my boots and dress on 💁 #fancy
3. Didn't realize it was Burns night until we got to our restaurant tonight and they had a 'Burns Special'. I only took a bite of some neeps. I ordered regular food 
4. I had a few less mental breakdowns this week. Still miss having friends here but I think I'm over the slump.
5. I have an official countdown on my phone to our fertility clinic appointment! Less than 2 weeks! Fingers crossed it goes well.

Echoing KoD!  Eeeeeee!  Have a great great great trip!  And I'm excited for your cousin!  Out of curiosity, did the boyfriend (soon to be fiance!) formally ask the dad permission to marry her?  You'd mentioned that they'd scheduled in a just-the-two-of-them activity one afternoon.  I just wanna know how traditional this all is.

I was 50 years old, and still asked my now father in law for permission to marry his only daughter!


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The class bear is suck a great tradition.  You've got to really pull  out all the stops and brag like crazy.  Take the bear to a Mensa meeting, or to a Michelin restaurant, or Chinese lessons.    Don't underestimate this competition. Whatever you do, don't let the kid do it by themselves.  This is actually for the parents.

Schools ban teddy bear writing assignments - after one 'ran' the Great North Run

https://www.chroniclelive.co.uk/news/north-east-news/schools-ban-teddy-bear-writing-6950462

Just saw I didn’t do a number 5.

5.  Got home to find out the 4 year old has the f-ing class bear for the weekend.  Ffs.   

Is that a typo for some kind of little animal or a stuffed bear? 

Stuffed bear!

1.  You were saving your number 5 for this bombshell.  It's like you knew!

2.  Be grateful it's only a stuffed bear.  When my sister was in 4th grade (I was in 2nd), she had the class guinea pig over a weekend... an actual live animal was entrusted to my sister's care (this is the sister I never talk about, not the military one in Afghanistan at the moment)!  I was 7, and I was annoyed!  I can't even imagine how my parents felt at the time.  On the bright side, the guinea pig survived the weekend.

The class bear is suck a great tradition.  You've got to really pull  out all the stops and brag like crazy.  Take the bear to a Mensa meeting, or to a Michelin restaurant, or Chinese lessons.    Don't underestimate this competition. Whatever you do, don't let the kid do it by themselves.  This is actually for the parents.

If we were playing cards or a board game, you’d find I’m quite competitive.  But I am not a competitive parent AT ALL.  So this bear is going to have a pretty boring weekend.

My daughter is like a pig in slop with it.  She is so stinking excited, which is very sweet.

If we were playing cards or a board game, you’d find I’m quite competitive.  But I am not a competitive parent AT ALL.  So this bear is going to have a pretty boring weekend.

My daughter is like a pig in slop with it.  She is so stinking excited, which is very sweet.

Take the bear on a “relaxing spa weekend”


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Take the bear on a “relaxing spa weekend”


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I was thinking of doing that and showing him in the washing machine with loads of bubbles.  🤣

I was thinking of doing that and showing him in the washing machine with loads of bubbles.  🤣

I'd be doing that anyway, if that thing has been round the whole class.... 

I was thinking of doing that and showing him in the washing machine with loads of bubbles.  🤣

Oooh, I hadn't even considered this... I once saw an article that included a photo of a typical waiting room.  There were chairs, tables with magazines on them, a few hard and soft children's toys, and a box of tissues in the photo.  The article asked "What's the likeliest source of germs in this photo?"  The answer was the soft toys, which get handled by a lot of children, typically never get washed, and on which germs could live for days.

1.  It's as if they *knew* that I'd applied for a new job!    I got a call from my boss last night, asking if I would be happy to join a new quality-checking team that's forming.  I said yes, and she said I start Monday!

2.  It's not going to stop me going for that other job if it's offered, but at least it will be a break from what I'm currently doing.  And the best bit is that, even though HoneyMonster will still be my boss in the QC team, I'll be based in a different building, so I wont have to see her every day!

3.  Got to rush home after work, change clothes, pack a wee bag, and then drive to Inverary for a retirement do tonight.

4.  Fancy a Subway salad for lunch today... not had one in ages.  Ham, cheese, olives and ranch sauce on lettuce, tomato & cucumber.

5.  OMG, it's Groundhog day tomorrow... thankfully it's a Saturday so I won't have to explain to my colleagues over and over... 

Ooh, that's great news, Albatross!  I hope you enjoy the respite of the new team 'til you're able to move on to better!  Have fun tonight!  Celebrate for your own good news!

My Five
1.  Other than the novelty, I didn't care about the promised snow either way until at about half-two yesterday when my husband said it needed to hurry up and get here so he could leave work.  Then I wanted nothing more than a blizzard to get this weekend started.  But, alas, it was all lies here.  Down in Cornwall/Devon way, they're under blankets of it.  Here?  Barely a dusting.

2.  Still, my husband had an early start and early finish today, so at 5:15 we kick off yet another 3-day weekend of joy.  It's not a bonus 4-day weekend, but I'll take this.  Yay!

3.  My FIL is headed to London on Monday for a very minor op.  Train in, op on arrival, hotel overnight, train home on Tuesday.  I guess things are not the same here... hospitals will discharge you to leave you to your own devices.  In the US, I had a septoplasty in 2006, which was meant to be outpatient.  I couldn't get discharged until a relative our other responsible adult agreed to come collect me.  Granted, I did end up in ICU post-op because of lung complications, but, still, I'm now on a mission to find out if my US experience was unusual, or if my FIL's UK experience is unusual.

4.  Yesterday, the morning after the UK's coldest night of the year, the power went out for about 30 minutes.  My heat here is all electric.  We have an electric shower.  I don't get mobile reception down here on the backside of a hill, so we port mobile calls and texts through our wifi (which went out with the electricity).  Our landline hasn't worked for dialing out since we got fibre.  So that left me no way to keep warm and no way to get help.  I realized how vulnerable I am.  My husband had the car, so I couldn't even go anywhere to wait it out.  Gonna need a backup generator, and/or a wood stove VERY soon. (It's been our plan from the beginning.  We just haven't done anything yet.)

5.  I made something new for dinner last night for the first time in ages, and it was tasty.  Food ruts are boring.  Why do we fall in them?  It's so refreshing when we get out of them.

Weeeeeeeeeekennnnnnnd!

Albratross, I read your #3 as a urine collection bag at a glance (wee bag).  LOL!  Great news about the job!!!

FRIDAY!  FRIDAY!  FRIDAY!

1.  My daughter is at one of four schools open in the borough today.  Poor kid doesn't get a snow day.  Husband's office is shut.  Mine never closes.  Going to make my way in for 10 after rush hour.  Wish my car wasn't rear wheel drive.

2.  Two weeks until Florida!

3.  My parents are coming this summer and we are going to go somewhere.  I'm suggesting Rome for a few days and then a week at a villa in the Italian countryside.  They've never been to Italy and I feel that is a crime!

4.  I wish it was a snow day.  We bought a sled for crying out loud!

5.  I'm unbelievably annoyed that KoD hasn't heard back on her ILR application yet.

BONUS:  I FINALLY POSTED THE PARCEL!!!! SERIOUSLY - IT'S BEEN SENT. 

3.  My FIL is headed to London on Monday for a very minor op.  Train in, op on arrival, hotel overnight, train home on Tuesday.  I guess things are not the same here... hospitals will discharge you to leave you to your own devices.  In the US, I had a septoplasty in 2006, which was meant to be outpatient.  I couldn't get discharged until a relative our other responsible adult agreed to come collect me.  Granted, I did end up in ICU post-op because of lung complications, but, still, I'm now on a mission to find out if my US experience was unusual, or if my FIL's UK experience is unusual.

The NHS doesn't keep you in for recovery.  They only keep you in if it's "bad", if you know what I mean.  You recover at home here, treated in the hospital.

Remember I drove myself home after having my baby!

KF, I think you mean sledge.  *cringe*  (I hate that word.)  I share your #5!  And parcel!!!!!!!!!!  Wooo!