I've been thinking about starting this blog for some time & today is the day!
I've tried blogging before and got bored, but in true British fighting spirit, I'm trying again /starting afresh & sticking to one subject...
Moaning !
Just ask my Husband, I'm a master :o)
This blog, will be about whatever is grating my mango on the day of writing. Which in fairness, could be most things & no doubt in multiples.One thing (beside moaning) that I can promise will reoccur, is People..
My main bugbear!
They come in all shapes/sizes and (most) seem to have a natural talent for rubbing me up the wrong way. Added to this... I'm a firm believer that Love & Hate are a close thing! Meaning; Even those (sparse few) that make it onto the top/love list, are still doomed to piss me off & possibly with greater ease & affect.
My "oh so wise" (he wishes) hubby calls me a "people hater" but I feel this is unfair!
OK, so I don't suffer fools gladly & I'm happy to call a spade, a spade (or as my boss tells me "more like a dirty rotten shovel"), but I think I give people a fair crack?
Top Bugbears (in no particular order)
- OPA's driving 2lt car (paid for on mobility no doubt) crawling along at 20mph
- Cheeky, screaming, whinny or jumped-up poncy little shits! Also known as children
- Motorcycles who are always over the white line on corners *HELLO, my side*
- People who want to tell me my job, when I've done it for years & managed just fine
- DAVE! Am so bored of Top Gear repeats & No, you haven't got news for me as I've seen it 6 times already this year
- Almost seeing the bottom of the laundry basket, only to have someone fill (& cover the floor) with the stash they've been cultivating for a week despite me washing almost daily
- Men who pee on the seat/all over the place. Stand closer or sit down, because it ain't as big as you think huni
- Empty disabled parking because they're all on the yellow lines (that they can park on with mobility badges), or better still STEALING Parent & Child parking (ok so I don't have little kids now, but even so it ain't right & they should be told
- Giving way/holding a door, whatever! It all amounts to the same & boy does my blood boil when a simple "Thank you" is too much. *I do add a vocals to such people*
- Piss taking freeloaders of all kinds
- The cockerel waking me at 4.30am, while his many wives sneak in the stable & crap all over my boots. OK so kids not locking them up is the real issue here
- Empty loo roll holder. I don't have exclusive rights to attach a new one, anyone can play
- While we're on the subject, I'm MORE than happy to share the daily cleaning of the bathroom, this is done just before the oh so boring "wet towel treasure hunt"
- Vanishing make-up.. I wear little & I'll give you some products may evaporate over time, but the fecking bottle/packaging too
- My bathrobe being used by other. I brought them all one, yet still they steal mine & leave it wet & stinking somewhere, along with 2 towels
That has to be enough, as I can feel my heart racing already :O
So be them; Strangers, Family, Friends, Work colleagues, Other People's Children *demonds mostly I find* & of course The Boss! They all (well, allllmost) amount to one thing, somewhere along the line....
STRESS!
At some point, they will evoke a feeling somewhere between "I wanna rip someones head off" & "Why do I bother"!?!
Well that's the intro into my jolly blog
Enjoy ;o)
So for Topic of the Day...
Evenings out (in particular Wedding receptions).
I accepted an invite to a wedding addressed to my husband & me. Then weeks later the groom tells my daughter she can come too. Not good, especially since I'd told the sneaky mare no already!
Err, No Mr Groom! Not what I sent my R.S.V.P for. You played it well with no kids mentioned on the invite, then blew the whole thing after being backed into a corner by two 13yr olds.. Shame on you!
I adore my kids 100%. They are told & shown love repeatedly on a daily basis, but sometimes us parents need some time off you know.
As a parent, my opinion is....
If the children are small & you accept that babbling (at worst wailing) children through the service is part of the deal, fab. A good day will be had by all & fingers crossed, they'll be gone by 7/8pm latest. It's a family day after all (day being the operative word).
If the children are older, the invite should be addressed to the parents only (NO mention of family/children) with a discreet note enclosed stating children are welcome at parents own risk, umm, I mean discretion.
I know & understand there are some who want their children everywhere they are. I too was in that mumsy bubble once upon a time, before my darlings evolved into teenagers. Now a break from the bickering chaos & utter mess, is the difference between my sanity & becoming a monster of rage.
Some of us parents had children early on & are now trying to enjoy their 40's (give or take a few years) without the shackle of "keeping an eye on the kids" on a night out (freedom from parenthood, you following).
Don't get me wrong, if you want your children by your side on an evening out, that's fine. I just feel you should take them home at a decent hour (before they turn into grumpy sleepyhead) & above all else..Keep them by YOUR side (at least well within eye sight) & not running riot /pissing off other parents who are trying to enjoy a kid free night out.
I think I've cleared my chest for one day :o)
You are more than entitled to think I'm a miserable cow & I'm more than entitled to the title.
I've had my children & raised them well (so I'm told). Dentist, doctor, even work.. mine came along. Nights out while family/anyone babysat were very few & far between for 13yrs.
Have you ever had an inquisitive 3yr old straddling your neck, while having a smear?
I have & 11yrs on, I want some fun time, is that too much to ask?
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