Peppa Pig and Jelly

Ellen decided to submerge poor Peppa in her Strawberry Jelly. Oh to be 2 years old again, such fun.

Lyrics that hit hard

I went to the gym on Wednesday evening, and as always I have my ipod with my gym music with me. I'd bought a few more songs from iTunes and stepped up on the treadmill ready to start my workout. Without going into details about anything, let's just say a good friend of mine is going through a bad time at the moment and I've been trying to support her as best I can, the first song that hit my headphones almost had me sobbing as the lyrics became clear to me.

Kanye, what are you doing to me??? "Love Lockdown video here

I’m not loving you
'Way I wanted to
What I had to do
Had to run from you
I’m in love with you
But the vibe is wrong
And that haunted me, all the way home

So you never know
Never, never know
Never know enough
Til it’s over, love
Til we lose control
System overload
Screamin' no no no no no

I’m not lovin you
'Way I wanted to
See I wanna move
But can’t escape from you
So I keep it low
Keep a secret cold
So everybody else don’t have to know

So keep your love locked down
Your love locked down
Keepin’ your love locked down
Your love locked down
Now keep your love locked down
Your love locked down
You keep your love locked down
You lose

I’m not lovin’ you
The way I wanted to
I can’t keep my cool
So I keep it true
I got something to lose
So I gotta move
I can’t keep myself
And still keep you too

So I keep in mind
When I’m on my own
Somewhere far from home
In the danger zone
How many times did it take
Before it finally got through
You lose you lose

If only it was that easy

Yesterday I went to a playcentre with my two little pumkins Ellen and Jessie.
Ellen was playing with a little boy who was 2 years older than her. When his mum popped to the ladies he came up to me and asked:

- Is she your little girl
- Yes, I said, she's my daughter Ellen and she's 2 years old
- Did the doctors cut your tummy to get her out?
-....ehm.....no.....no, they didn't (???!!!)
- ...I think they did... (looking at me as if I was lying to him)
- Eeeehem....eh, no they didn't actually...
(The boy now looking very confused) - So what are you saying... that she just shot out on her own?!
Me: - ....Something like that yes...

Shot out...well, I wish!

Click!

Oooo I am so happy. My lovely lovely lovely looooovely boyfriend/husband-to-be gave me this stunning digital camera for my birthday. I can't wait to try it out when Ellen and Jessie wake up from their beautifully timed snoozes. I've had about 40 minutes to myself to play with the menus, buttons, self-timers and even got to read some of the manual. The rest is bedtime reading tonight I hope.

Here are two of the photos I just snapped. Many more to come!
Thaaaaank you Steve!

My little doggie asleep in the armchair

View from the bar with our wonky orange candles...

My new look - from New Look!

I look so chic I make myself sick! With my new coat and beret I strut my 6-foot-stuff around Tesco. Why loose your style just because you've got a baby. I am just so pleases with the coat, as I usually don't spend much money on coats. This one cost £40 from New Look and I love it.

What I love about shopping...

...is not only coming home with 3 pints of milk and a loaf of bread, but also a purple butterfly shaped wand that flashes and makes twinkly-tingly-wingly-noises!!! The beauty of going shopping with a 2 year old little girl. We were zapping everything in sight!

Oh dear

Last night it was a struggle to get Ellen to sleep. I brushed her teeth, put her pyjamas on and read her a story as usual. But when I left the room she went absolutely mental and screamed and shouted to come down. I kept my calm and went up to her every 5-10 minutes and simply said: Time for night-night, sweetie-pie
This kept on for about 40 minutes, with her crying and shouting: "Duuuummmy!" or "Doooogggie!" or "Muuuummmy, sick" while she was trying to make herself sick... I wasn't falling for any of it.
She finally started calling out for Daddy who she knows is a soft touch, but Daddy was at the pub, so no luck there either. I then heard a little voice from upstairs saying:
-Oh dear, oh dear.... blood pressure....blood pressure.......oh dear

Hmm...I am not falling for that one!!!

(Her favourite toy at the moment is a doctors kit including a stethoscope, a syringe and a blood pressure monitor...)

A pain in the...thumb

Not what I need at the moment - a sprained wrist. Bugger it hurts. Just been over-doing the lifting and carrying babies round and whizzing round like a nutter. So, last night my left hand decided enough was enough and the base of my thumb started to hurt like f**k.

Bollocks is all I have to say.