They making me go to work AGAIN! Does no-one understand how they're holding me back! Does no-one understand my pain!
Son's birthday tomorrow - he will be 11! Thats my baby boy. He's getting an X-box - the spoilt little git! Do you know what I got at 11? A construction set! Never forgiven my old Gran for that one! Never knew what happened to it. Never touched the bloody thing. And I tell you what else I used to get, year after bloody year. A bloody post office! They still have 'em today I think. A box with pretend stamps and sweet jars and that. What a load of old shit! Never forgiven parents for that one either!
And he's not having a cake - oh no! He's having a box of Krispy Kremes. My mum used to make me one of her fruit cakes with a candle on top! And it tasted vile! Burnt and everything!
(30 minutes later)
Funnily enough that was my mum on the phone! Talk of the Devil! Didn't mention the crap birthdays I used to have though. Funny that.
And now, I have to go to work! Bollocks! Am going to try that foxy thing that Dotterell suggested later .
Parting is such sweet sorrow, Treasures
9 comments:
Never mind. At least when you get to work someone might show you their willy.
LOL! This just makes me laugh when I compare what I go to what my kids and grandbabies get now.. LOL! Isn't it amazing the difference?? I find myself saving for birthdays like I save for Christmas!! And this year I have my grandson turning 3 and my Mother turning 80 ON THE SAME DAY!!! And ya' know who's bugging me about their birthday??? MY MOTHER aka "Mom Satan." - Ugh..
And another thing, Son shuns having a birthday party! I never even got that choice! It was never in the equation. Not that I had any friends to invite in the first place.......
Oh of course, if that had been my brother....
Oh sorry, forgot myself there. I don't think I'll get that lucky again, Dave but you don't know.
WITMR, I feel for you, you're goin through a lot and I'm sorry for your double birthday - well, sorry for you and grandson. Take comfort in your sisters and children, these will keep away Mom Satan's manevolence. Will think of you xxxx
I understand, I feel your pain smoking mamma (as I draw on the sublime yet again for the millionth time this morning)
I think your blog is hilarious! A real tonic for my vodka! Can't wait to see the Cigarette Diaries in Waterstones!
Oh and I got the Post Office too. Do they still do them? A "joke" present for my son. Heh heh heh....
I remember post office sets - and pretend sweet shops - you've brought it all back, Jen.
What news on the house front?
xx
Happy Birthday to your son. Hope it all went well. I wonder what he'll be giving his children? Surely it can't get any better?!
O sister, your pain of post offices (should that be a collective noun?) matches my dismay on being presented, for joyous birthdays and christmas, with *clothes*
Injustice! "You have to buy me clothes anyway, that's not special" I thought to myself, only just below the threshold of audibility.
Wear them?? No chance!
My Gran once made me a fruit cake to take back to school, I "accidently" left it on the back seat of the car and she chased the bus to get it to me....
Oh my gosh - I'm cracking up here.
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