Just Generally Jen

I've severed all ties.  It hurts but it has to be done.  No good can come of staying in touch and legally I need to avoid all contact anyway.  I will post about it some time but I can't yet.

Tomorrow I'll post about New Moon.

"Meet Me Halfway" - Black Eyed Peas

I can't go any further then this
I want you so badly, it's my biggest wish

I spent my time just thinkin thinkin thinkin bout you
Every single day yes, I'm really missin' missin' you
And all those things we use to use to use to do
Hey girl, what's up, it use to be just me and you
I spent my time just thinkin thinkin thinkin bout you
Every single day, yes I'm really missin missin you
And all those things we use to use to use to do
Hey girl what's up, what's up, what's up, what's up

Meet me halfway, right at the boarderline
That's where I'm gonna wait, for you
I'll be lookin out, night n'day
Took my heart to the limit, and this is where I'll stay
I can't go any further then this
I want you so bad it's my only wish

Girl, I travel round the world and even sail the seven seas
Across the universe I go to other galexies
Just tell me where you want, just tell me where you wanna to meet
I navigate myself myself to take me where you be
Cause girl I want, I, I, I want you right now
I travel uptown (town) I travel downtown
I wanna to have you around (round) like every single day
I love you alway... way

Can you meet me half way (I'll meet you halfway)
Right at the boarderline
That's where I'm gonna wait, for you
I'll be lookin out, night n'day
Took my heart to the limit, and this is where I'll stay
I can't go any further then this
I want you so bad it's my only wish
I can't go any further then this
I want you so bad it's my only wish

Let's walk the bridge, to the other side
Just you and I (just you and I)
I will fly, I'll fly the skies, for you and I (for you and I)
I will try, until I die, for you and I, for you and I, for for you and I,
For for you and I, for for you and I, for you and I

Can you meet me half way (yup yup)
Can you meet me half way (yup yup)
Can you meet me half way (yup yup)
Can you meet me half way (yup yup)
Meet me half way, right at the boarderline
That's where I'm gonna wait, for you
I'll be lookin out, night n'day
Took my heart to the limit, and this is where I'll stay
I can't go any further then this
I want you so bad it's my only wish
I can't go any further then this
I want you so bad it's my only wish

The previous (Friends only) post wouldn't let me put this in for some reason but here I am in my Fame gear.

One of my favourite bands, Snow Patrol with "Take Back The City".

As I missed Musical Monday this week, you have have a double bill Musical Wednesday.

Meet Paloma Faith and her single "New York":

And this is one of my favourites from the album, "Upside Down", performed live on Later with Jools Holland last week:

Like I said, I've kind of lost my mojo.  I even missed Musical Monday this week!

Nothing much to report in the land of the Chocaholic...

Work's still great, home life's hit and miss, the person who I think of daily and spent most of the last year messing up my life over, is back occasionally.

My estranged sister-in-law seems to think it perfectly normal to ring me at work (bearing in mind there are only four of us in the office, which SIL knows, so personal calls really aren't the done thing) and ask if I want some out of date yoghurts.  I declined her "generous" offer rather curtly.  My mother-in-law deigned to look after Chip for 2 hours this afternoon and when she brought him home, she also brought out of date yoghurts and claimed not to know anything about the phone call with SIL.  Your guess is as good as mine.

I've lost a stone on the "eat only soup" diet.  Not really had much appetite so not starving myself deliberately.

Myself and a friend have booked tickets for the midnight showing of the next Twilight film, New Moon, on the day of it's release in the UK (20th November for those not in the know).

I keep having very vivid dreams about Robert Pattinson.  I feel like a cradle snatcher (he's 23).  And then I have to surreptitiously watch Twilight again on my laptop with my headphones on. 

Husband: what are you watching? 
Me (looking guilty): nothing! 
Husband: it's that f***ing film again isn't it? 
Me:  honestly it's not!
(Husband tries to wrestle laptop from me)
Me:  Gerroff!
Husband:  I'm going to burn it if I get my hands on it!

I think I need one of these.  Do you think I'd get away with it?

The girls in the office hate Robbie Williams.  They're big Take That fans and they've never forgiven him, apparently.  But I adore him and I really love his comeback song.  It's very "Madchester" at the beginning and I think it sounds very much like Ian Brown, but the chorus is quite poppy. And I loved his performance on X-Factor last night; he looked thrilled at the response of the audience and he was literally bouncing at the end.  I challenge you not to be smiling when you see his reaction right at the end of the live video.  (we'll just gloss over the wild eyes and forgetting of words).

Welcome back Robbie.

PS is he look a bit grey-haired to you these days?

So I can't not blog.  I'm powerless to resist it seems.

Anyway.

Yesterday I had an urge to have my car wrecked by monkeys so we took Chip to Knowsley Safari Park.  Husband refused to drive as he said he didn't want his car damaged.  I've only been to Woburn a long time ago, and my car escaped unharmed that time, so I was blasé. 

There weren't many people there and we drove through the first two reserves without seeing another car.  When we got to the lions, however, there was a huge queue and only when a few cars moved did we see why... the male was getting his end away right by the road.  By the time everyone had moved round enough for us to get close to them, he'd gone to sleep, which is just as well as I didn't want to explain lion rudies to Chip.

The emu nearly scared the living daylights out of Chip who had taken his seatbelt off so that he could move around the back seat and look at all the animals, and it suddenly tapped on the window right in front of his nose.

We nearly got charged by an angry looking camel.

There are many, many, many different varieties of deer-like creatures.  And they're all equally boring.

When we got to the baboon enclosure, I drove in noting the signs about not stopping, and entering at your own risk, and damage to cars is your own liability, blah de blah de waffle.  I was confident it was all just bluff and covering their own backs.  I failed to notice how many broken wipers were lying aorund.  As we drove in, two large baboons accosted us by sitting in the middle of the road.  I had to do an emergency stop (at 5mph) to avoid driving over them.  I now wish I had driven over them.

They jumped on my bonnet.  One clambered onto the roof and we heard my aerial going twang over and over again.  The other stayed on the bonnet as we drove round and started to prise the rubber seal away from where the bonnet meets the wing.  I tried speeding up and slamming the brakes on but he tried biting it instead and I got evil stares from a park ranger.

The one on the roof eventually slid down the rear window and jumped on the brand new Honda Civic behind me, and we last saw him sitting with one windscreen wiper in each hand.  The one on my bonnet stayed where he was until we got near the exit gate whereupon he jumped off and ambled back towards the entrance to wait for the next victim car.

It was only as we were driving through the rhino enclosure that I noticed what was stuck on my back window... a freshly made baboon turd.  Lovely.

After a quick stop to watch the elephants being fed and the frisky giraffes trying to imitate the lions followed by Chips first trip on a rollercoaster, we headed home via the car wash.  We all turned to face the rear window and apprehensively waited for the baboon poo to smoosh on the window rather than be brushed off by the car wash brushes.  Luckily baboon poo is fairly rigid (who knew?) and the brush did take it off in one fell swoop, so we all turned back to the front of the car with a sigh of relief... just in time to watch the baboon poo slide down the front windscreen and into the windscreen wiper gully.

Nice.

So, Friday was our sixth wedding anniversary.

It didn't start well the night before when at 10 to 10 the husband announced that he had to go to the local supermarket to get me an anniversary card.  Yes, two hours and ten minutes before the actual day. 

Bearing in mind he'd already had to go and get his sister a birthday card a few days earlier (her birthday was the day before our anniversary) AND had several conversations with both his parents and me about where we were going to go out for dinner AND collected anniversary cards from both his parents and his sister for us. 

So I asked the obvious question... why haven't you already got one?

To which he replied... I forgot with all the hassle this week.

Wasn't sure what hassle he'd had until he explained he meant the hassle of buying his sister a card and then delivering it.

OK then.

I told him not to bother and he looked confused.  I explained that I would rather have no card than one of the four cards the supermarket will have to offer and that has been chosen with no thought at all.

So he sat down again looking relieved.

I went to bed in a huff.

Friday morning also started badly.  Husband and Chip started sniping at each other the moment their heads were off their pillows and by the time I was half way through making everyone's sandwiches I had had enough and was feeling quite tearful.  I didn't sign up for two kids.

So I told the husband to finish the lunches, gave Chip a kiss and told them I was going to work and they could sort it out amongst themselves. 

I went to get my bag and saw my wedding photo on the fireplace. 

I put it in the bin.

It made me feel better.

Even though I knew I'd take it out again later.

As I slammed my way out of the door, I shouted you can cancel the babysitter, I don't want to go out!

By the time I got to work I had calmed down but I obviously still looked grumpy and miserable because my boss said rather than order breakfast in as we usually do on a Friday, we'd go out.  So we went across the road to the pub and ordered four full English breakfasts!  The boss paid and we all thanked her but she thanked the husband because it was because of him we were having them. 

By the time I got back to the office he'd texted me to say sorry... for everything. 

I still felt miserable and grumpy all day and it didn't help when my boss' dog stood on the electrical socket my PC was plugged into TWICE and switched the computer off losing me all my work TWICE. 

I picked Chip up from the childminder and we put our jarmies on as soon as we got home and sat in my bed watching CBeebies.  By the time husband got home at 6.30pm (due to traffic) I was almost asleep.  He took Chip downstairs for his tea and left me dozing.  The next thing I remember was the husband getting into bed at 11pm!  So the day was really a total write-off.

Oh well.  There's always next year.

I think I'm living in a parallel universe.

First, the Dragon offered to have Little Chip overnight the evening we went to see Elbow.  Completely of her own accord. 

Today she told Big Chip that on our wedding anniversary, she will not only babysit but give us money towards a meal.

Have I fallen unconscious and woken up in someone else's life?!

PS Not knocking it!!!