Thinking of original content takes too much time...

...And too much energy, which frankly, I'm lacking in today.

So instead, here's a repost of a little summin summin that has a high level of  irony, and is as true today as when I first wrote it....

Apart from replace the Come Dine With Me's with Eastenders.

 I am too busy to think of a title today. 

In fact, I am too busy to even write a blog post today. 

Trying to think of something that is even remotely funny, witty, insightful or possibly all of the above is just out of the question. 

Out.Of.The.Question.

And don't even make me think about how much time it takes for me to scroll through my albums of pictures to find the one that I actually want to use. 

And then there is the whole part about semi obsessively checking back on my blog to see if a kind soul or two has commented (rarely happens). 

DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT PEOPLE. 

I am serious. 

So serious that you should check out the massive stack of Come Dine With Me's that I have recorded (at least 33) that I haven't watched yet. 

Unbelievable. 

Because I honestly love Come Dine With Me. 

But really I don't even have time to write about how truly unbelievable it is. 

I AM FAR TOO BUSY FOR THAT.

 I need to dedicate my waking hours to boring, BORING, BORING research and ethics readings and other school junk. 

(Don't tell the lecturers that I called it junk. They will give me bad grades.) 

And who can afford to get a bad grade and to have to rewrite an essay? 

NOT ME. 

Because I'm far too busy. 

I definitely don't have to time to waste. 

Like by watching clips on youtube. 

(Even though I am still completely flabbergasted by this.) 

It makes me laugh it is so incredible.

 But don't you even think that I have time to be laughing now. 

I am so busy and it is no laughing matter. 

And let's try to avoid thinking about the fact when I was tidying at the weekend I forgot to do the spare the bedroom. 

Let's especially not think about it because it's cold in there and it is full of random stuff that has to be manoeuvred if you want to clean properly. 

And then there are all the unavoidables and unmissables. 

Brushing teeth, reading scriptures, showering, dropping Ross off at work, making approximately 17 glasses of orange squash, calling & hanging up on Ross at least once, making an edible dinner (actually, I like cooking, my dinners are always edible, it's when Ross cooks that we start to have problems) and lastly, writing my blog. 

Which I am far too busy to write today. 

(I'm serious.) 

ABC

I've seen this here list of ABC questions circulating round the blogiverse for the last week, and in a moment of lacking inspiration and an uneventful afternoon, I decide to jump on the band wagon.


Age: The ripe old age of 21.
Bed size: King. And even so we'd like bigger.
Chore you hate: Cleaning the bathroom. I'll relatively willingly do any.other.chore, but cleaning the bathroom? No thanks.
Dogs: Never had one. My parents always told us that my Dad was allergic to cats & dogs...I don't actually think that he is though. Cheeky parentals. I've only ever had four fish. Maud, Minnie, Peter Pan & Captain Hook. But I fed them too much and they died. Tragic story.
Essential start of your day: Washing my face. The day hasn't started until I have a clean face.
Favorite color: PURPLE! Close second, yellow.
Gold or silver: Invent a time machine & ask me that question two years ago and I would have silver without even thinking about it. Now though...most of my jewellery is gold. Go figure.
Height: 5'9 or 5"10...I'm not sure. Above average anyway.
Instruments I play (or have played): I used to have piano lesson when I was about 8 years old. But i hated practicing and my piano teacher's house smelled weird, so I begged my Mom to let me stop. She let me quit but said I would regret it. Whaddayaknow. I do regret it.
Job title: I'm a part time nanny and a full time teaching student.
Kids: No. I do want some though, but not soon.
Live: Currently.... Leeds. But born and raised in Sheffield.
Mom's name: Caroline.
Nickname: Tuts, Chuch (those two are parents only nicknames...sometimes Ross winds me up by calling me Tuts), Becks, Beady, honeypie, any other ridiculous pet name
Overnight hospital stays: Not yet. I've never even broken a bone.
Pet peeve: People who leave a trail of stuff behind them everywhere that they go. JUST TIDY UP AFTER YOURSELVES!
Quote from a movie: Not an inspirational one, just a hilarious one. From 'The Ringer' "Oh my stars, for the love of Liza!"
Right or left handed: Right.
Siblings: Just two younger brudders. Richard & Sam.
Time you wake up: Depends on the day. 6:20 if I'm working, 7:20 if I have a 9am lecture, any time on a Saturday and 8:30 on a Sunday.
Underwear: I don't exactly know what this question means. Yes, I wear underwear. And it always matches.
Vegetables you dislike: Aubergine.
What makes you run late: When Ross sleeps in because he thinks he doesn't take as long as me to get ready, but then he gets up and takes AGES. This is also a pet peeve.
X-rays you've had done: Never had one. Oh, I have, on my teeth.
Yummy food you make: Errrr....courgette enchiladas, sausage and tomato casserole and stuffed peppers. They are my favourites.
Zoo animal: Flamingos. Anything that is naturally that colour gets my vote.

I promised the world...

....Well, not exactly the world. 

I promised a catch-up of my weekend in Glasgow, so me professing that 'I promised the world' is a little dramatic, but it feels a little poetic too.

And seeing as I run this here blog, what I say goes.

And again, seeing as I run this blog and I want it to be about the photos as well as the writing, I'm not going to apologise for the photo overload I'm about to force on you.

Lazy song

Normally I'm an up and at'em kind of person.

You know, the annoying kind that once they're awake, they're immediately alert and ready for the day?

Well, I think today that person stayed in bed whilst I dragged myself up and to work today.

Seriously, I've felt tired and sleepy basically all day, right from the moment I woke up.

The fact that it's the first day of the summer holidays, which means I had two kiddos to look after all day, instead of one has not helped.

Plus, it's Monday, which is pretty much everyones least favourite day of the week anyways.

So instead of doing a proper blob, I'ma just show a few pictures from my weekend in Glasgow and catch you up on it properly tomorrow.

See you then?