Wednesday, July 04, 2007

What a fuck off and die day this has turned out to be. Those who know me will know that I had been looking forward to this day with great anticipation after months of crap sleep my new bed was to be delivered . This clashed with sports day so I was hoping that the bed would arrive in the morning and I would be able to get to the school for the kids afternoon sports day session. Didn't sleep well last night as usual got up at 4 and saw Carol on line sniggered went back to bed. got up again at half six did the sandwiches etc woke the kids up got dressed did the usual crap like washing up putting the papers in the storage tim ,walked the kids to the bus stop and then on up to the co-op for my paper waved to the kids as as I walked back cos the bus hadn't been yet got home sat down with a cuppa ready to read the news online , kids come bursting through the door in tears to say the fucking bus hadn't stopped for them despite them holding their hand out and there being ten other people at the stop. This meant they had to catch the bus an hour later and that they missed the first events in the morning sports day programme.
Noon came and went and no word came there from the delivery drivers, finally at about 2ish they rang to ask where I was so I told them . They delivered the bed and rushed out the house I went up to look and there was no fucking mattress with it. I rang the delivery drivers and they said o h no delivery note about a mattress rang the shop the said we'll get back to you flower. They rang back ans said that owing to a clerical error the mattress hadn't got on the van and it would be another week before they can deliver it . I said what am I supposed to do meanwhile and the bloke said "sorry flower, I;d invite you to share my bed but the wifes cooking is terrible " so that was that . A mates coming round tomorrow all things being well to help me put the frame together , however Sams losing his voice and its looking like he;s ging to be off school so things jus go from crap to crapper

34 comments:

Anonymous said...

Oh and I got a fucking Tos warning too

schell said...

Mum, I'm so sorry...what a mess of a day. I was thinking about you too, wondering if you loved your bed. Was it nice to be called "flower'? My old hairdresser used to call me kitten, and I loved it.

Anonymous said...

A lost voice is no excuse for a day off school.

Anonymous said...

A mates coming round tomorrow all things being well to help me put the frame together.............................useful mates you have there alex very handy

Anonymous said...

I was right Sams off school he;s lost his voice totally and has a temp , bet h's fne by lunchtime

The Broards said...

I think "Flower" is much better than "Lexi"

Anonymous said...

I got a phone call this morning , It said hello flower I am getting your mattress delivered by courier on saturday

Anonymous said...

obviously the man on the phone had heard about your new name petunia...and so what if i was online at 4am lol thats when all the randy men are online lol

Anonymous said...

The flower man is trying to get into your knickers.

I would phone the bus company and demand the driver is fed to the dogs.

Anonymous said...

I refer you to my comment of 23rd Ult.
Not spot on but spot on enough.
I'd stand outside their shop with a placard telling the World what they're like. Bliddy marvelous, innit?

Anonymous said...

Ha i have just put the base together myself who needs other people

Anonymous said...

try being John and still having to pay for everything, including the illegal son (accused of drug dealing)...then helping to move alex into the house, to make it good for my 2 kids

Anonymous said...

plus, I was the one that helped you to take your bed to the dump.... I cut it up and put it in my car then dumped it.... what a cruel person I am..... John..alex's ex

Anonymous said...

Flower is what the skunk is called in Bambi.

Anonymous said...

Is that really John. . . . Meme's ex? If so, sod off her blog. Give us the name of your blog and we'll read and comment there

Anonymous said...

oops,

that was me . . . emma

Anonymous said...

yes that would appear to be my charming x husband to be , looks like my blogs going private then

Anonymous said...

********** APOLOGY ************

I would like to apologise to Alex and her readers for my 2 posts last night. I had no right bringing our differences to her blog. It will not happen again.

John

Anonymous said...

Think the comments show the importance of hearing both sides of any argument or situation before forming opinions

Anonymous said...

I'm curious Alex . What exactly is an "illegal" son? Did you kidnap that drug dealing loser of a son Alex? Come clean now . Maybe John has some good points . Poor bastard . Does he really pay all the bills? Jesus this is just awful to see first thing in the morning . allan

Anonymous said...

Didn't you help out your ex John a lot with his crazy brother and the cat hotel? Play nice !!!

schell said...

I thought it meant her son was from Mexico.

Anonymous said...

aha , thank you schell . that could be it . I guess the mexicans are a problem in england too . allan

Anonymous said...

"Think the comments show the importance of hearing both sides of any argument or situation before forming opinions"

bullshit! We can form opinions without hearing both sides of the situation--it's our right as a cyber community person!


-emma

Anonymous said...

"bullshit! We can form opinions without hearing both sides of the situation--it's our right as a cyber community person!"


-emma, it is no wonder there are wars with people like you around

Anonymous said...

well it being none of my business, i say it's only fair that a husband or wife (even soon to be ex) still support the kids and ex if it's needed.

i am highly biased though, my father having left my mother, sister, and me days after i was born and never bothering to give a shit about any of us again. even if you hate your spouse/ex spouse, you shouldn't hate your kids for it or take it out on them or expect a medal because you did the right thing, that's your job as a parent and hopefully a decent person.

jilly

UrbanStarGazer said...

I find it fascinating that John thinks he should be lauded, or that he's a nice guy for those little things he mentioned. Sorry but, if your ex-wife has your children and her home is their home, your obligations are much greater than helping them move in and removing a mattress. Wow. Yeah, you're a hero for helping your soon-to-be-ex-wife AND YOUR OWN FUCKING CHILDREN move. Give me a break.

Get your head out of your ass and realize it's not all about you.

UrbanStarGazer said...

p.s. Sorry you had a bad day, Mum. Let me know if there's anything I can do to help.

Anonymous said...

Thanks urbles you are mate

The Broards said...

Urban,

Well said

--the warrior

Anonymous said...

I vote we call Meme / Alex / Mum / Flower from now on.

Do we get a photo of the bed, even sans mattress?

Waltzing Matilda said...

John- you SHOULD have to still pay for everything. You signed up for better or for worse, and the so-called illegal kid wasn't exactly hiding when you got married.

Such a typical man. Mother fucker.

Anonymous said...

My God Rag , it's no wonder Spawn's dad ran away from you as fast as his feet could take him .

Lets get to the bottom of this foolish english mess . Alex , you seem to have a lot of time on your hands . Don't you think you could at least get a part time job and help out with the household expenses.

You aren't much of a catch Alex ( I have to be brutally honest here) and your chances of landing another man who will support you and your now 3 offspring is slim so maybe you should get on with it before you become an old bag with no skills on the dole.

Surely you don't want to end up being like another Raggamuffin mooching off her rich drunken stepdad now do you alex ?

Thats where this is all going if you don't get your ass in gear soon.

allan

Meme said...

I should point out in the interests of fairness that this isn't the allan from pub quiz although it might reflect his feelings