I can sees spots before my eyes

Started to get Jas ready for bed last night only to find loads and loads of red spots on her tummy and back...the chickenpox has arrived - YAY! She was quite delighted and proud of herself (if a little pale and grumpy).

Hope my wee baby (well she's two but she'll always be my baby) doesn't feel too ill - better that she gets it now rather than when she's older.

On a more lighthearted and self indulgent note I was delighted to find that I was only 14% stupid this morning - yipee. I will most definately stop now as I will almost certainly never reach such dizzy heights on non-stupidity again.



Off to do a spot of work now (yes, shock horror etc etc). Still waiting for that momentous day when I have something interesting to blog about (sorry).

Falling in love again

da da da - poor attempt at singing.

I am happy - my PC has had surgery (a memory upgrade given under a light anesthetic earlier this evening) and has recovered its earlier super, speedy fastness.

Gone, for now at least, are the days of waiting 65 billion weeks (or more) for screens to open.

I'm in a mild surf frenzy, catching up on lots of stumbled upon sites sent by Glittermummy and Junk Monkey (bless). More from me later when I have calmed down - I am a happy camper!

Another day, another blaaah...

I had intended to blog last night after doing some quick and nifty computer maintenance. But of course the maintenance was neither quick nor nifty and I was still running things as I ran out the door to work (late!!) this morning.

I've been trying to free up some RAM to speed up the PC from the slowest of slow but I think after doing hours of unistalling, deleting and performance enhancing we need some more memory.

So here I am quickly typing away at work but not really getting into the swing of it. (work or blogging)

Did the Stupid Test as found by Glittermummy (supreme champion of discovering daft websites) and discovered to my immense joy that I was merely kinda average in the stupid stakes!


And so now back to work. Another day in the riveting world of group reservations for The Ballachulish Hotel. Please note that this is NOT my ideal job and that I am still ferociously searching for a job that
A) pays enough money
B) has the right hours
C) is reasonably close to home
D) is fun!!

Recently I came close, ticking three out of the four boxes!! A fab job offer which had to be turned down because it was a little too far to travel - boo.

Anyway it's nearly the weekend that glorious combination of not working; as much time as poss with my girls usually involving dressing up, glitter, hairdos, glitter, arty/crafty stuff, glitter, reading, chatting, walking, play and erm, some glitter; occasional wine drinking combined with excessive chatting/giggling into the wee small hours type fun; the obligatory shopping run (to Oban if I can be bothered - woo hoo); scary amounts of cleaning and laundry and of course, relaxing - yay!

But for now I better stop skiving!!!!!!!!!!! Back to work in this room of gloom (you need to be here - dark windows, crap lighting, no air con). Byeeeee x

Oops

Sorry folks - what a boring start!

gotta writa blog

I'm being slowly surrounded by blogs!!! Blogs by friends, blogs by friend's friends - it simply spreads. And course on the occasional 'quiet' day at work <:o)> it's easy to go off a blog trek across the world.

I've been thinking about starting a blog for ages now, don't know why but last night/this morning I woke up 4am and decided to do the deed. No idea what possed me but here i am. So no idea if I'll manage to ever keep this going or indeed why - maybe I'm just scared of being left out.

Already I'm running out of things to say which is pretty disastrous. I'm a bit too scared of re-reading my posts in say, 5 minutes time, and hating what I've just said. Sometimes its kind of hard to be yourself...

...oh God i've started moaning already.

Time for a break - more soonish.