I stuck my finger in a horse's eye today. A
total accident but I can't get the squelching sensation out of my head. I really hope he was OK and not in pain.
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| "Get your freakin' hand away from my eye, lady" |
We'd gone for a pub lunch but were early so decided to walk through some horse fields. Only this horse looked playful and I got the fear. I went to pat him, in the hope he would let me leave (he was in the way), he jerked his head towards me and I jabbed him. It felt horrid - like poking a pickled egg - and I felt queasy. He seemed fine and unscathed, but it was still horrid.
I love horses, and used to ride a bit when younger, but they are unpredictable. I remember going in the Shetland pony field near where I live once with
KMMMS and we had a tub of blackberries. Error. Huge error. Thirteen little white stumpy ponies went psycho at us for our berries and we were scared. Well I was, KMMMS can speak for herself. So I was a leetle scared today. Poor horse. I named him Hector, one of my fave names.
Anyway, thanks for your lovely comments re the mental day that was yesterday. Today has been better. The husband was here until around 3pm so we finally got a few hours together. Although he is around in the day, he gets up late and I am then usually out with the Prince so we are passing ships.
But we go on hols this week for a fortnight and are really looking forward to it. Time to "just be" as my mum often says.
And I am in desperate need. I am sick of tidying bedrooms several times a day.
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| The Prince's room. Still to be painted so don't look closely |
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| Oh and he'd weed on his quilted rug so it's in the wash |
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| Oh good lord, she isn't even a teenager yet. There is no hope. |
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And again don't look too closely.
It needs decorating and something nice on that wall!
Spot the cherry tree rocking donkey and Russian doll bunting. |
Went out on Thursday night to our friends' house. See, I do have friends!!! A lot of them are all out tonight for a mutual friend's 40th but I couldn't get a sitter and the husband is working. But am thankful for a nice Thursday night. We troughed a delish pork casserole, then Jane made a lush rhubarb crumble and much wine was consumed.
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| The lovely Jane and my husband. (AKA Where's Wally?) |
The kids played in the garden and had a sleepover when they got tired.
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| Here come the girls...(at 50mph) |
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| The weedy boys were too scared. Two words: Man. Up. |
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| Feeding time at the zoo |
The Princess is a funny one. It was so hot on Friday but she stayed in watching TV and moaning that she was bored. Then it poured with rain. I mean
poured. So she decided to go out and play. I do not get her sometimes! She was sodden.
The Prince spent many an hour trying to kiss my friend's baby Annabel...she resisted everytime.
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| She is soooo playing hard to get now. |
Oh and I bought this odd homemade dress from Barnardo's for £4.99. I thought it would be great for work as we have to wear black (I work once a week in a dental surgery) but when I got it home, I realised it showed ALL my boobs. I mean all of my boob
area. Not
all my boobs, as if I have three or four. I don't, I just have the regular two.
And even with a vest top underneath it doesn't look right. So alas, I shall return it and selected something else.
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| Very Fraline Maria don't you think? |
And that leaves me to say a farewell. I get back from France in a couple of weeks so will be in touch on our return.
