Why does nature dictate that men (not their poor fault) must be seen to be in charge, and why must women have to be seen to humour them with a '...oh yes dear...you're so right dear...your so utterley marvellous
dear...and yes of course I still fancy you, even in your current ensemble of socks pants and slippers...
fetchingly sexy...' And the looks I get for grntly suggesting that perhaps the 'solution' of a fist fight between father and son may not necessarily be the way forward in order to achieve mutual respect and family unity (especially now that son in question has almost initiated such an altercation with his bionic mouth...another developing ego
God help me...)This role of peacemaker is wearing me down...empty nest syndrome is a positively desirable condition at times.But I did laugh this morning when I came across a couple of cheeky (bad taste)
christmas cards sent to my hubbie from the football dads, one featured a middle aged 1950's housewife looking up from her knitting and exclaiming 'yes Peter, very good, and you've been very creative with the tinsel...
now put your trousers back on!!' I won't mention the other, it's too rude...
Popping up to Brum tomorrow to visit mum dad 2 sisters (one went schizo after to many drugs, has never had a job, and just sits aroung the house smiling to herself, growing even fatter and smoking) and my dad's 10 ferral
cats (it was two a year ago, good breeders are cats, thank goodness the cat protection league stepped in to
tie their tubes up) we're taking the chocolate lab for a laugh...2012...lets hope it's a good one, without any tears,
although there are several schools of thought that predict a turbulent and spiritually interesting year!!.
Hope we all enjoy new years eve...until tomorrow's post xxxx
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