The Mouse House

....for one of these and right now too please!!!

Been a bit preoccupied this week folks.....so that has meant I have not had time to catch up with your blogs and postings

I promise to try and catch up today

I have found a place to have some lessons with the old sewing machine! They have classes for complete idiots like me and that suits me just fine. I need every bit of help I can muster up

The classes start very basically with learning the machine. You know, how to load the bobbin, tensions, sewing in straight lines. Perfect!!!

So, do I sign up for the apron class, the cushion class or the tote bag class?? I rather liked the look of the apron class.....

Then, once you have done this first class you can move on to bigger and better things...putting in zips, alterations etc etc.

I am so excitied!

It was hubbys birthday yesterday.
I had all sorts planned....was taking him out for breakfast, followed by a lovely walk. Then I had booked a table at a rather Indian restuarant. His favourite actually.

Son had other ideas.....what a day!

We had toast and jam for breakfast, didn't get the lovely walk and had a curry from Sainsburys

What a nightmare birthday for hubby. No wonder he's fed up eh!

I am now the proud owner of a sewing machine

I have no idea of what to do with it. The last time I used one was many years ago when I was still at school.

What am I going to make?? I have no idea!!!

I thought that perhaps I could make a simple A line skirt. You know, find some nice material and lay one of my nice skirts down on the material and use that as a template. Would that work??

Failing that, it will be new cushion covers....I've seen how to do them on the telly. So they are bound to fail

Not sure when the damage was done but come out this morning and there is a big bash in the rear bumper and my boot is now even smaller as the number plate area has been bashed into the boot!

Now, this may have happened when the bus hit it or it may not....who knows!

I am now getting very upset about this car......

Why is it that people who are tone deaf can't stop singing??

My son is sitting upstairs with a friend and they are both singing their heads off. One sings like an angel, the other should audition for Fred and the Tone Deafs

I'm tone deaf and will only sing while in the privacy of my car...alone!

Hot enough for you all?

How many gallons of water have you drunk today then?

I think I have drunk the Thames dry today

So the music continued and so did the arguing. The 2 of them are like an old married couple at times. I gut up to go and shout at them and tell them to go argue some place else and then I hear something smash. That was it, I ran in the kitchen and just went for it! Oooh did I

There was glass everywhere, I even got a bit in my foot and I was worried about the dog. I got them to clear the mess and then let rip. Oooh were they sorry or were they sorry?! By now it was 6pm and I had steam coming out of every orifice by that point I think.

Finally, at 9pm she went home! I never thought she was going to go and I was getting crosser and crosser. I needed to make several phone calls, one to the insurance, and still have not made them. There are times when you don't want the world and it's sister to know all your business and well, I could not call for fear of them overhearing everything. I am fuming! Plus the fact that the steering wheel of the car has now come off in hubbys hand after the accident. I dread to think what is wrong!!! So as you can see, I really needed to talk to the insurance and get a curtesy car organised. I also just wanted a shower but even that is like masterminding a bank raid as we just don't get given privacy. Isn't that a thing that everyone should have??

Anyway, 9.30pm and I still had not showered and just wanted to cry. Hubby come home from golf and there I was ready to burst into tears and cry. Not a good homecoming eh!

I have since had 2 seriously large drinkies and feel mellowish!

Thanks for listening to my nagging and moaning! xx

Can I?
Can I scream and scream and scream until I'm sick??

I got home from work around 12.45pm today. It's been a heavy day that started off with a meeting with that parent yet again. There were 9 of us this time. It went on for over an hour and it was in the hottest room in the school. Even at 8.15am it was boiling in there. Mum is really loosing the plot at an alarming rate and spent the whole meeting backtracking over what she had said at the previous meeting. Talk about how to throw everything into chaos! So that was the mornings stress.

So, when I arrived home I just wanted a really cold drink, to sit infront of the fan and de-stress for a while. Son had other ideas and his friend was here yet again! So, I went to Tesco and shopped for England in the hope that they would have both gone out. WRONG!!! There they were, sprawled all over the kitchen table with the lappy. She has to have the music on. OK sometimes it's not a problem but sometimes it's really loud and despite being asked to turn it down it soon creeps up again. When I got back from shopping she had drank my last tin of ice cold Diet Coke...that was the last straw! I put the shopping away, read them both the riot act as to what they could and couldn't eat and retreated to the comfort of my computer.

I am sitting here and can hear music, loud music and just want to scream....loudly! They are both playing silly buggers and chasing each other round the kitchen using spatulars etc as weapons. OK thats fine but last week they broke a few items and I wasn't a happy bunny. Plus the fact, they put them back...unwashed! So when I go to use the item I have to wash it first. That annoys the life out of me! They also flick each other with the tea towels. I hate that...I have a thing about tea towels in that they have to be clean, used the once and into the washing machine on boil wash. They are also annoying the dog. He is very hot and bothered and barking his head off at them. Another reason to scream? I think it might be.

I spend all day with kids and then come home to two big kids and I want to scream. It's my house and I want it to be quiet. Plus, I want to call the insurance about the car and can't as the house is like a nut house!!!

I am stressed folks......