On the Third Day of Christmas My True Love gave to me

Three diet cokes, breakfast in bed and my Beloved home safely......


OMG don't think I will be eating again for a while, still stuffed from last night, and Im sooo gonna beat the Old Bag when I see her, I now have the start of Lady Flu.  I did warn her if she infected me there would be trouble, I'm only grateful I gave up on the topical wine last night and stuck with the diet coke.

My beloved is a touch tense just now, I think it has something to do with men in blue, he actually looks constipated, that's a hellish scowl he is wearing.  The little Princes are fighting over who has their feet over the invisible line drawn across the bed settee, yes I said bed, we have resorted to bringing the bed settee down to give us extra seats, so we look even more like we are camping in our sitting room.

No. 1 Prince phoned this morning and asked my Beloved 'if I bring my ironing will you do it for me' ehhhhh no was the reply 'what if I pay you' hahaha so funny, she has now decided that when she comes next time she will wear all her ironing and put it in the wash at the end of the night, cheeky littler bugger. No.2 Prince just wishes she had thought of it first
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The only time this will be on my blog

Well the game has finished and the house is quiet again, thank god, I now have a peaceful sitting room, the Little Princes are upstairs computing, and My Beloved is in the kitchen, wiping his eyes and blowing his nose whilst attempting to see through his tears to do his expenses. Guess there will be a lot of people wearing black and white with matching red eyes....

Bolognese for the Little Princes cooked and waiting for My Beloved to get back from the shops, I hope he has purchased wine I fancy a bath.  Apparently its Celebrity jungle final tonight.....................eugh the joys, think I might make them watch it upstairs on the freeview cos it's CRAP, there you are I said it, CRAP, CRAP, CRAP.

Ok so not only have I cooked the Bolognese for the Little Princes, but buggerations I had to do the Chilli as well, I didn't marry a Domestic God to do my own bloody cooking, what is occurring????? he better pull his finger out and keep my glass filled or he's oot.  Oh yeah and I will be dabbing it behind my ears tonight, its still topical.