i could get used to this

I made this it's gorgeous. I've also been watching a bit of "des n mel" and "the afternoon show", total housewife telly. Mariah Carey was on des n mel, lord she should have hung up her boots/boobs/lungs a long time ago. (Though hers was the best cribs ever where she had a different outfit for every room) So fed up of my own company I made Paula come over for dinner (it was an invitation sure maybe she could have refused except I would kill her). Then I made her look like a mental with the 'frames' thing on my phone camera, who's functions I'm still discovering. Mark was all like I just want a phone that makes phone calls, when he saw that mine has a removable memory stick and lots of other malarkey he went a very jealous shade of green.

Paula the Mental
Today I ventured up to the village on me messages. Superquinn Finglas looks like the old eighties Petitts in Wexford, its so hick. There was a lot of babies and old people there today. The pharmacist was giving out about them while I waited for drugs for Mark. Poor aul' Mark is a crock these days, though I'm not much better - we took turns getting up to cough up a lung during the night last night. Then I had a bit of an argument with the guy in the post office delivery depot to say why didn't the post man buzz me to say there was a package instead of just leaving a note cos I was home all day and he insisted the postman would have rung and I said NO I WAS HOME ALL DAY. He's just pissed cos he works behind what looks like a cupboard door with a doorbell. Anyway I'm expecting another package at the mo too I bet a million dollah's they don't buzz up with that one either. And then I will have to venture through the estates again to get another package and the man in the cupboard will be snotty again.

Oh yeah last night we both leapt out of bed when we heard a woman shouting at all hours. Below our window was a blonde lady kicking and hitting a parked car and screeching in an eastern european accent something about her husband. So at least she wasn't in distress... Some guy across the way yelled at her before we got a chance to and she just legged it off. Maybe the guy was her husband. Anyway they can have all the marital issues they like I'm only going to interfere if someone looks like they're in danger but quit waking me up noisy lady. God knows i'm needing beauty sleep at the mo.

The trouble with my domestic goddess lifestyle is that it doesn't really make for very good blogging. Emma and Jamie get home tomorrow so I get to make an airport trip then I get eyes assessed for laser buzzes on friday so I'll at least be leaving Dublin 11!