Last night, She said....

I am a rubbish blogger.

Thursday - Rock pub. Good night, saw Abandon Earth and Property of Dave. Enjoyed them both, although the other band were quite pants.

Friday - Stayed home to have new kitchen tap fitted and inspection from letting agent. Had barbeque here with K and D for dinner.

Saturday - Did not stop. Dropped 125 in for MOT, which it failed. Helped S with sheep. Found out my welly has a hole when I stepped in a water filled tractor rut. Bathed. Went to Brownie Giant Sleepover at indoor play barn. Played and crafted lots. Kept up til 2am. 

Sunday - Up at 6.30 (got to make brownies super-tired) to play some more. Wash large glob of toothpaste out of small brownie's hair. Head home. Bath. Travel to Mr SC's Aunt and Uncle's house for Father's Day barbeque. Sleep in car on the way there and back. Early night.

Monday - Work. Brownies. Dinner. Blog (badly.) Early night?

The sky is falling!

Our barbeque was really good last night. Everyone had a good time, and we didn't poison anyone with the reggae reggae chicken, although our neighbour S found it a bit too spicy. It was lovely to have guests round, and I love to feed people, so it was a great day for me.

At the moment, I seem to keep having dreams where the world is ending. A few days ago, it was something along the lines of 28 Days Later, where most of the population was dead, and I was in a cafe I used to work in remembering when I used to work there. Of course, being a dream, the cafe wasn't the one I worked in as a teenager in real life, and the memories were nothing like my real memories.

Then this morning I had a dream that I was some kind of James Bond spy type person, and my Mum was trying to kill me along with some accomplices. She was chasing me through a cross between a museum/swimming pool/Bangor University Biology Building, and I managed to escape. As I was walking away from that building, I passed a classroom, where the teacher and lab assistants had been doing some sort of genetic experiment. The resultant baby creatures were just changing into some mad dinosaur type horror monsters, and the adults were removing the creatures before the students could see them. The last monster changed before they could move it, and it was going to attack everyone, then I woke up.

I think I may need therapy...

Holiday? Pah!

Today I feel the need to laugh in the face of the idea of bank holidays. Mr SilverClouds is working for 5 hours, so we were up before 8, and I haven't stopped since. We are having a barbeque this afternoon, so between tescos, laundry, cleaning the bathroom and preparing food, I'm having a busy day.

K and D are coming over with their son, and we have also asked our neighbours over. I have enough food for about 10 at least! Chicken is marinating, sausages are defrosting, cheesecake and chocolate fudge cake are on plates and covered ready. I just need to get myself in gear to make coleslaw, slice up the rest of the chicken, and then cook couscous and pasta salad. I love cooking for people, and this will be our first barbeque in this house.

Mr SilverClouds is buying a barbie on the way home, as his sturdy homemade one is in storage at the moment and we cannot get to it. I had best get to scrubbing the outside chairs down, as they have been looking pretty grotty.

Mmmmm sunshine!