Mothers Day is just around the corner, what am I saying? It’s this bloody weekend! Have I got anything planned as of yet? Errr no unless you count pulling pints behind the local bar which I am certain will be scintillating as always. Given that it will be a Sunday (as Mother’s Day always is) I can at least guarantee that I will be in good company as Ali and Duane usually pop in over the weekend which often results in much laughter.
Following my bar shift I am planning to pop in to see my Mum and to pass on a few gifts. Then all being well I will return home to spend some time with the kids watching a movie, playing a board game, maybe take the dog for a blast on the beach or whatever they fancy so long as I get to see them for a couple of hours before bedtime that’s all that matters!
What would I like for Mothers Day? Well like most Mum’s I would ideally like to have a day off to kick back and relax, spend an hour lazing in a hot bubbly bath supping Baileys from the bottle… That ain’t gonna happen!
Not only do I have to work on Sunday but luck would have it that the clocks spring forward an hour this Sunday. The clocks changing may be a triviality for those without children but let me assure you that those with children know otherwise.
Mother’s UK wide will lose at least an hours rest whilst at the same time losing whatever grip they may have had upon the daily routine. Of all days for the clocks to change it would have to be bloody Mothers Day, how unfair is that?!
Anyhow, moaning aside the clocks springing forward will finally give us those extra hours of light in the evenings which means one thing – Paul needs to get the lawn mower out and fix up that quagmire of a lawn ready for us to chuck the kids out into. I need to put aside my garden makeover ideas, find and purchase a new trampoline quick smart and make do with what we have for now.
As we have a ‘child free’ evening tonight we could make a start on my fantastic plans, either that or we could grab some tea and head out to the cinema to watch ‘Beauty and the Beast’. Take a guess which option we are going with… On that note I need to do something with my face put a paper bag over it perhaps? and find something to wear that actually fits and looks semi-smart other than leggings and a top to hide the wobbly bits.
Fuck it, Leggings and a floaty top it is! Nobody can see me in the cinema right?