Last night H wouldn't eat his dinner. I told M I thought he might not be feeling well. M put him to bed as punishment for not eating. H asked me to lie down with him. I did for approximately 5 minutes, then I told him I had to clean the kitchen and I would be back to check on him. I heard him scream out and ran in to find him vomiting The Exorcist style all through his bed... FFS
I planned to have an early night but didn't get to sleep until 11:30pm... FFS
Insomnia was probably caused by the five Tim Tams I ate before bed... FFS
Today is my birthday and I was woken at 6am. No sleep in on my birthday? FFS
I went to sleep in my 20's and woke up in my 30's... FFS
M wins Husband of the Year award for giving me a sewing machine, new laptop and hot air balloon ride for my birthday, NOT FFS, however...
He was trying to make up for last year when all he gave me were socks, socks that were far too big for my size 6 1/2 foot... FFS*
After making me breakfast M had to go to work, it was at this time that H decided to have a bowel eruption, no doubt related to last nights epic vomit, resulting in me having to clean poo off him, his clothes, and the floor, ON MY BIRTHDAY... FFS
Then I discovered that my Google Feedburner has shit itself as well, and it now says I have ZERO subscribers. Either that or you've all given up on me already... FFS
The house was lovely and tidy, but the little buggers have trashed it today... FFS
And to top it all off, A doesn't want to nap longer than half an hour today, so she's cranky, and my plans of kicking back and relaxing on my birthday have gone out the window... FFS
So there you have it, my first FFS Friday. And now I have to go because A is crawling up my leg and it appears that she has a stinky nappy. FFS!
*I'll never forget that one and I vow to use it against him every chance I get