Showing posts with label party. Show all posts
Showing posts with label party. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Twang

The twins went to a birthday party in the village hall on Saturday afternoon. Bouncy castle and cake. They had a great time. It was a faries and pirates theme which L dressed up for as a fairy but C wouldn't put his pirate outfit on.

One of the mum's there was wearing a gold thong that had crept halfway up her back and she seemed to spend the whole time crouching and bending to show it off. Every now and then you see someone who has no idea...or maybe she did?

Sunday, January 15, 2006

Phew

Wow, just finished the twins 3rd birthday party. My in-laws arrived first at about 9:30 to help get ready. Lots of cakes, mini-pizzas and other finger food laid out.

My brothers and sisters arrived with their children around 11am and we had a great time opening lots of presents. Everyone seems to have bought a present for our 4 year old daughter too so that she wouldn;t feel left out. It's like Christmas all over again.

About 2pm the other children arrived. These were just a few friends of our daughter from school as the twins don't really know anyone yet. The kids left around 4pm and the last of the family disappeared around 8ish.

It's been a long day but my wife seemed happier than she has for a while.

It's the twin's real birthday tomorrow and my Mum's coming down then. She's going to stay a few days to help out.

Thank God for friends and family, this depression would ruin our family unit without their help.

Friday, December 16, 2005

Be careful tonight

Tonight is my work's departmental Christmas piss-up. The company one was last Friday at Hamley's toy store, we didn't get fed until 9pm and the people were so spread out through the different floors of the shop that it never really got started.

Tonight should be better, we usually have some drinks and a risque quiz in the office before heading to the pub. Last year I over did it big time, got quite ill early on in the pub and had to be taken back to a colleagues house to sleep it off. My wife wasn't very happy.

I spent the night on my colleague's (PH) sofa bed being sniffed by his Alsation. In the morning PH offered to drive me home which was very kind as I live at least 60 miles from him.

Whilst I was glad of the ride home, I really didn't feel well at all. The slightest bump could set me off. Imagine my joy when PH decided to give me a quick tour of Richmond Park before we set off for my home.

Now Richmond Park is very nice and all, lovely deers and great views over London but it has speed bumps....lots and lots of speed bumps. Groooannn.

We soon got underway and arrived home at around 2pm, I asked PH in for a cup of tea etc. When we sat in the front room my wife gave him such a frosty reception he just wanted to get out of there. He must have burnt his tonsils off he necked it so quick.

Oh well, looking forward to tonight, must remember not to drink like a twat.

Sunday, September 04, 2005

Defrost

We went to my wife's Uncle Reggie and Aunty Shelly's 25th wedding anniversary bash last night. It was in the 'Plough and Horses' pub in Crowborough and was a really good night.

The buffet was excellent and my kids had a great time dancing in their party frocks. The youngest daughter (2 and-a-half) was very pleased to be wearing a matching dress to her big sister, "Look, F, look. We're the same."

We left around 10ish and the kids soon dropped off in the car. After I'd put them to bed I went to the garage to get a chicken out of the freezer for lunch today. I saw a little pool of water on the floor and when I opened the freezer I realised the whole lot had defrosted. Someone had accidentally switched the freezer off. We only just stocked up about five days ago so we lost around £200 worth.

Gutted, I'm absolutely gutted. We can't afford it so it'll have to go on the credit card. Nuts.

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Enough is enough

Saturday was another busy day. We got back from Eastbourne with the kids at around 10:30 Friday night and I got to bed around 11:30, up again at 6am.

Our eldest had a swimming lesson at 10:30 and all the kids went to a birthday party for a friend from nursery at 3pm.

They enjoyed the party but, overtired toddlers out of their heads on sugar are not good for my blood pressure.

At about 6:30pm I've calmed the girls down to get them ready for bed and I'm trying to do the same with my son. He has very different ideas though, throwing his toys around, screaming punching etc. A real tantrum.

I almost lost it with him but managed to walk away. I had to get out of the house to cool down and wandered around the village for a bit.

I'd strolled down one of the public footpaths that cut across fields. It passes through the back of the church graveyard, the new bit where the recent burials are. All these graves are still well tended, fresh flowers and gleaming headstones.

One of them was for a young boy, who was born on 4th August 2004. There were fresh flowers and a little stone teddy bear. As his birthday had just passed there was a new present for him, a shiny red fire engine wrapped in a little blue ribbon.

It made me cry and was just the jolt I needed to put things in perspective. My son might be a little sod when he's tired and full of sugar but I still have him and I'm so lucky.

I walked back home to give him a cuddle but he'd already gone to sleep so I just crept in the room and kissed his forehead.