The end… for now

So – the blog that I hope you’ve all been enjoying is going to take a mini vacation for a bit…

Because the lovely Jude has been less than enthusiastic about paying child support and has also left me paying a bunch of his bills that are in my name (honestly, what a pig – his new floozy is more than welcome to him) Finn and I are on the super duper leanest of lean budgets for the moment.  Amongst other things, this involves the cutting off of the phone line/internet connection.

As my mother tells me ‘Nothing is forever’ and I’m sure I’ll be out of this sticky patch and be back entertaining you all with Finn’s debacles in no time.

I forecast several wonderful things happening in 2011:

1. The ICM agent who asked to see my latest novel about a month ago will call me up all in a flutter telling me how she loves it and how she has several publishers lined up all competing with each other to give me a huge fat advance.

2. As I got not one but two promotions in 2010 I’ll be presented with another big ole pay raise in 2011.

3. Jude will take on his own bills so I don’t have to pay them.

4. BB and I will move in together at which time I will get internet access again. I can’t imagine BB going one minute without full internet access at his place of residence!

So there you have it – one way or another it shan’t be long till I’m back entertaining you all again.

However in the meantime be happy, keep well and I’ll see you all in the marvelous 2011!

The great toilet seat debate

A pet peeve of many women is that men leave the toilet seat up after peeing.  Now my ex-husband never left the toilet seat up.  Most probably because he was never home. But those times when he was there he’d pee with the thing down and cover it in mini splashes of man urine.  Halfway through the night when I stumbled half asleep into the bathroom and sat on the loo – with the seat conveniently down – I’d end up with a butt covered in man pee. Not so convenient as then I’d spend the next ten minutes freaking out and trying to wipe it all off.

BB never puts the seat down after he pees and you know what – I don’t mind a jot.  Every time I see the seat in the up position I feel smug for two reasons:

  1. I know that when I lower the seat and take a pee I’m not going to get a butt covered in man urine.
  2. The seat up in my bathroom is a clear sign that there is a MAN in my house!           

Smug! Smug! Smug! Smug! Smug! Smug!

So you won’t find me ranting and raving about the seat in the up position.

Besides as one boyfriend once asked me: Why do women always leave the seat down?

I JUST CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE…

…was the gist of a blog entry I read the other day from a lady who was a married, working mom who spent a couple of days as a stay-at-home ‘single mom’ when her husband was away somewhere for the weekend. Read the rest of this entry »

A conspiracy!

Maybe every blogger comes to this place in the end – I’ve no idea – but today here I am birthing my first ever CONSPIRACY THEORY.  I have a theory about corporate America – and it’s not a nice one.  Of course I have no proof, just some angry feelings and an intuitive feeling that I am right… Read the rest of this entry »

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