Newsy things

NOEZZZZZ!!! You can take Woollies, you can take MFI, but what am I going to do without Whittard's and their tasty, tasty flavoured tea and coffee?!?!

Also... Il Papa, eh? He's a card, in't he? All the trouble in the world and he's decided the really big deal is saving humanity from teh gheys and teh trannyz and them naughty wimmin types who just won't get in the kitchen and make their husbands a sarnie when they're told. Ah, you can take the man out of the Hitler Youth, but you... well, you can tell where I'm going with that. Never mind, Ratzie, you just keep on telling people in HIV and Hepatitis rife countries not to use condoms and pretty soon there won't be a humanity to worry about.

You massive twat.

Life stuff

It has become apparent today how much I rely on my various morning groups and activities in the week. We have no Mums & Toddlers today, and it's too grey and dismal for the park. Instead, we watched an awful lot of cartoons and then went to Sainsbury's to get the things that were either unavailable or really manky when we did the big Christmas grocery shop at Asda last night. Memo to self: Never go to a supermarket in the late morning two days before Christmas ever again. It was heaving, and worst of all... they didn't have any chocolate coins! None at all, eleventy! I got us all a chocolate orange and some jelly babies to share, we've got Toblerone and Vi's got loads of chocolate buttons, but it's not the same. Moop :(

Anyhoo, Vi nodded off at the tills and went to bed without any fuss as soon as we got in, so she's having a much earlier nap than usual, which means a longer afternoon. Oh well, maybe we can go out for a little walk this avo if it's still light enough; go to the Cathedral and point at the Baby Jeebs. And tomorrow I only have to entertain her alone for the morning (plus the Muppets are on, which might help) and then Daddy's home until the 6th of Jan!

Our PS3 is still dicked, but the nice people at Sony are sending us a new one. Unfortunately it won't get here til the 30th, so we won't be able to play with any Playstation based Christmas presents until then. We may be forced to actually talk to each other, by gumbo.

More things

Further Memo to self: if you think Sainsbury's is fucking evil the day before Chrimble Eve, do NOT attempt M&S! Also, any attempt to buy chocolate coins from Dec 22nd onwards will be cruelly thwarted, since at that point trying to find a bag is like looking for the Ark of the motherfucking Covenant.

The Cathedral grounds were nice today, though. Vi spent a while pointing at the sheep in the slightly scary lifesize Nativity scene. Plus it looks like we Whittard's fans might have dodged a bullet - looks like it's been bought and won't be liquidised after all. Didn't stop Hubs from going on what he described as a 'Middle Class Panic Run' stocking up on our favourites in his lunch break.

Chrimbo Meme stolen from Lady B.

( FIIIIIIIVVVVVE! GO-HOOOOLLLD! RIIIIIIIINGS! )