It has not been the best of days,
We are ready for Christmas, the presents are wrapped, the turkey is waiting for its moment of glory and the chocolates are waiting to be scoffed.
God
God, it’s your fault….
Dear God,
Quick question.
Free will, flipping genius idea, may have caused a few wars etc in the past but all in all it allows me to eat several pots of Ben and Jerrys in succession so no harm done.
It’s a bloody Nightmare……
I have issues,
I know I have a little bit of ocd but was unaware of how much it defined me with my children.
I like things away and tidy, I like my wardrobe to be ordered and my shoes in pairs in boxes.
One of my favourite old posts: is god real?
I try and make it a rule to not lie to my kids.
Ok that’s a lie straight away, I tell plenty of fibs when it suits me. For example this morning I told twin boy the Easter Bunny had texted me from his I phone and was about to remove one of his easter eggs from his basket if he didn’t sit and eat his breakfast nicely. However as we all know lying always trips you up and this was the case when twin boy suddenly leapt from his chair whooping with glee shouting;
Christ what a knob
I have been tagged by the lovely Tara Cain over at Sticky Fingers and Kirsten at Gone Bananas I have to answer a selection of Q and As from The Guardian …