<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816</id><updated>2012-01-10T22:19:55.914Z</updated><category term='Zumba'/><category term='Anne McAllister'/><category term='Johnny Depp'/><category term='Hugh Jackman'/><category term='Kate Walker'/><category term='Hugh in a towel'/><category term='Kelly Clarkson'/><category term='Whitby'/><category term='Star Trek TNG Voyager Sesame Street'/><category term='Ewan McGregor'/><category term='Fiona Harper'/><category term='vimrod daily dose'/><category term='Harry Potter'/><category term='euromillions'/><category term='Mr Bloom'/><category term='cataracts'/><category term='Strictly Come Dancing'/><category term='towel'/><category term='Captain America'/><category term='Things to do before you&apos;re 30'/><title type='text'>Welcome to the Asylum</title><subtitle type='html'>Simply a place for me to babble about my life, no matter how boring or odd it may be.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-5019176194019350072</id><published>2011-11-21T20:56:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:58:36.891Z</updated><title type='text'>Good News</title><content type='html'>There is so much to update on since I last blogged all the way back in September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most exciting is the news of baby number 2! We're due on 10th May 2012. I am thrilled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been such a different pregnancy so far. Sickness has been horrid. Olivia was good for me as it was like clock work each day so I knew when to be near a loo haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hUhHFeZYV1k/Tsq7JybrmYI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KEWBD4CjrS0/s1600/325286_10150924222215198_797410197_21764676_2091670746_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hUhHFeZYV1k/Tsq7JybrmYI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KEWBD4CjrS0/s400/325286_10150924222215198_797410197_21764676_2091670746_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677556057085024642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it isn't helped by the chest and ear infection followed by the sickness bug that has been doing the rounds.  Tom only wants 2 so I told him if I ever get broody to remind me how vile I've felt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall have another summer to play in the park and watch the Olympics :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had my things to do before I'm 30 list, so clearly number 1 is sorted  and all being well number 2 should be complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate bars are going well. Fruit &amp; nut, boost, double decker, mint aero, starbar, snickers and  so far. I love a good excuse for eating sweeties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies isn't going quite as well. I had a few recorded but the sky box died so that's scuppered it. I watched a fair few movies but only 1 off the top 250 which was The Kings Speech, fab film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Christmas will offer some of the movies I need and those night feeds will give me chance to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading isn't going as well either. Since September only 3 books Tge Fry Chronicles, the girl with the dragon tattoo and Life and Laughter by Michael Myers. I enjoyed all 3 but one book a month is poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So life in my little world is good. I spent the weekend in Barcelona with the girls and went to work today so I am shattered! I am typing this post on the train to keep me awake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do a post soon about Barcelona, it was so much fun and we'll have stories for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia is doing brilliantly and is a real little person picking up new words and understanding so much, it is fabulous to see her learn. I do worry I'll break my gorgeous girl by introducing number 2 but people do it all the time so it can't be all bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am almost at my station so time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my secret is out I can get back to blogging :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-5019176194019350072?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5019176194019350072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=5019176194019350072' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5019176194019350072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5019176194019350072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/11/there-is-so-much-to-update-on-since-i.html' title='Good News'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hUhHFeZYV1k/Tsq7JybrmYI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KEWBD4CjrS0/s72-c/325286_10150924222215198_797410197_21764676_2091670746_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-2090116756486385443</id><published>2011-09-25T20:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T20:30:41.427+01:00</updated><title type='text'>zzZZzz</title><content type='html'>Just back from London and it was a fun weekend but my goodness I am so tired.  I will do a full blog about it soon, I am just typing this now to try and stay awake until at last 9 or I will be up at silly o'clock and never get back to sleeping normal hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to blog about Stephen Fry and a double decker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good at the moment but I need more sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-2090116756486385443?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/2090116756486385443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=2090116756486385443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2090116756486385443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2090116756486385443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/09/zzzzzz.html' title='zzZZzz'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-5158532509703520458</id><published>2011-09-12T20:30:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T20:54:40.669+01:00</updated><title type='text'>18 months on</title><content type='html'>Today my teeny weeny baby is 18 months old.  It has been a fabulous 18 months, hard at times, but absolutely amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia is such a happy young lady and although I am sad to be working and missing her so much whilst in work it is lovely to hear how popular and happy she is at nursery,  She has lots of friends and the girls at the nursery laugh about getting her autograph because she is going to be a star when she is older.  At times the stories they tell me make me want to cry at what I miss but it making her come on leaps and bounds, maybe I should sneak a camera into nursery so i can watch her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping beyond hope that someone I love wins the lottery tomorrow and buys me a house so I can go part time and have more time with her.  Work / life balance sucks for so many people these days that I need little dreams to keep me going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here is a little photo share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hP7UtwdLqdQ/Tm5i7MU30aI/AAAAAAAAAEs/aqeEgma2AjA/s1600/24132_10150148789325198_797410197_11704450_6813498_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hP7UtwdLqdQ/Tm5i7MU30aI/AAAAAAAAAEs/aqeEgma2AjA/s400/24132_10150148789325198_797410197_11704450_6813498_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651563351457124770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my girlie at 3 hours old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3cxoQLEeMFo/Tm5iyfet1UI/AAAAAAAAAEk/SDV3wCbj5H8/s1600/321125_2390384764997_1412196874_32795445_1740652905_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3cxoQLEeMFo/Tm5iyfet1UI/AAAAAAAAAEk/SDV3wCbj5H8/s400/321125_2390384764997_1412196874_32795445_1740652905_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651563201979864386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is at the weekend when we went to MILs to celebrate her birthday and mine along with her cousins Cameron and Bethany.  I think they are going to be a right bunch when they're older.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-5158532509703520458?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5158532509703520458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=5158532509703520458' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5158532509703520458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5158532509703520458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/09/18-months-on.html' title='18 months on'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hP7UtwdLqdQ/Tm5i7MU30aI/AAAAAAAAAEs/aqeEgma2AjA/s72-c/24132_10150148789325198_797410197_11704450_6813498_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-6150570401618604182</id><published>2011-09-11T20:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:01:31.107+01:00</updated><title type='text'>9/11 - ten years on.</title><content type='html'>I have avoided the news coverage today as just glimpses of footage of what happened ten years ago has had me crying this week.  It is bizarre that 10 years has passed since that horrible day in New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is going to be one of those days that everyone who is old enough will remember where they were when they heard the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started working for my current company on 11th September 2000, so in 2001 I was talking to Noel in work about how the last year of work had been, part way through our conversation one of the partners, Crawford, came running through the office shouting something incoherent in his wake, I remember we all chuckled at Crawf having one of his funny days as he was known for being daft and having a joke and no one really understand what he was talking about so we kept working.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minute later he was back in the office with an ancient radio and tuned it into a station and we all stood around a filing cabinet in silence just listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember just feeling sick as Crawford who is so jolly was white as his son worked at WTC and one of our friends was visiting his girlfriend in philly and they were due to go there for a visit and we weren't sure what day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were lucky as they were all fine but there were just under 3000 deaths from teh four flights, the WTC and the pentagon.  It was an extremely shocking and upsetting time and all those people that lost their lives will never be forgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-6150570401618604182?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6150570401618604182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=6150570401618604182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/6150570401618604182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/6150570401618604182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/09/911-ten-years-on.html' title='9/11 - ten years on.'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-7764225803244102256</id><published>2011-09-08T20:20:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:41:23.013+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things to do before you&apos;re 30'/><title type='text'>IMDB - Top 250</title><content type='html'>So here is the top 250 movies on IMDB as of today (8th September 2011)  I want to watch 50% by the time I am 30 so I need 125 (maths genius me!)  so far I have watched 79 of them so got a good few to watch yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rank Title&lt;br /&gt;1. The Shawshank Redemption (1994) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;2. The Godfather (1972) – WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;3. The Godfather: Part II (1974) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;4. The Good, the Bad and the Ugly (1966)&lt;br /&gt;5. Pulp Fiction (1994) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;6. 12 Angry Men (1957)&lt;br /&gt;7. Schindler's List (1993) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;8. One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest (1975)&lt;br /&gt;9. The Dark Knight (2008) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;10. Inception (2010) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;11. The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King (2003) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;12. Star Wars: Episode V - The Empire Strikes Back(1980) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;13. Seven Samurai (1954)&lt;br /&gt;14. Fight Club (1999) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;15. Goodfellas (1990) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;16. Star Wars: Episode IV - A New Hope (1977) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;17. The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring(2001) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;18. City of God (2002)&lt;br /&gt;19. Casablanca (1942)&lt;br /&gt;20. Once Upon a Time in the West (1968)&lt;br /&gt;21. The Matrix (1999) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;22. Rear Window (1954)&lt;br /&gt;23. Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark(1981) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;24. The Usual Suspects (1995)&lt;br /&gt;25. The Silence of the Lambs (1991) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;26. Psycho (1960)&lt;br /&gt;27. Se7en (1995) – WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;28. It's a Wonderful Life (1946)&lt;br /&gt;29. The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers (2002) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;30. Forrest Gump (1994) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;31. Memento (2000)&lt;br /&gt;32. Sunset Boulevard (1950)&lt;br /&gt;33. Leon (1994) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;34. Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb (1964)&lt;br /&gt;35. Apocalypse Now (1979)&lt;br /&gt;36. American History X (1998)&lt;br /&gt;37. Toy Story 3 (2010) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;38. Citizen Kane (1941)&lt;br /&gt;39. North by Northwest (1959)&lt;br /&gt;40. American Beauty (1999) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;41. Terminator 2: Judgment Day (1991) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;42. Taxi Driver (1976)&lt;br /&gt;43. Saving Private Ryan (1998)&lt;br /&gt;44. Alien (1979) – WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;45. Vertigo (1958)&lt;br /&gt;46. Spirited Away (2001) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;47. Amelie (2001)&lt;br /&gt;48. City Lights (1931)&lt;br /&gt;49. The Shining (1980) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;50. Paths of Glory (1957)&lt;br /&gt;51. The Pianist (2002)&lt;br /&gt;52. WALL•E (2008) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;53. M (1931)&lt;br /&gt;54. Double Indemnity (1944)&lt;br /&gt;55. The Lives of Others (2006)&lt;br /&gt;56. The Departed (2006)&lt;br /&gt;57. Lawrence of Arabia (1962)&lt;br /&gt;58. A Clockwork Orange (1971) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;59. To Kill a Mockingbird (1962)&lt;br /&gt;60. Aliens (1986) – WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;61. Requiem for a Dream (2000)&lt;br /&gt;62. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;63. Modern Times (1936)&lt;br /&gt;64. Das Boot (1981)&lt;br /&gt;65. Life Is Beautiful (1997)&lt;br /&gt;66. Reservoir Dogs (1992) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;67. The Third Man (1949)&lt;br /&gt;68. Back to the Future (1985) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;69. L.A. Confidential (1997)&lt;br /&gt;70. Chinatown (1974)&lt;br /&gt;71. The Prestige (2006)&lt;br /&gt;72. The Treasure of the Sierra Madre (1948)&lt;br /&gt;73. Cinema Paradiso (1988)&lt;br /&gt;74. The Green Mile (1999)&lt;br /&gt;75. Monty Python and the Holy Grail (1975)&lt;br /&gt;76. Once Upon a Time in America (1984)&lt;br /&gt;77. Raging Bull (1980)&lt;br /&gt;78. Rashomon (1950)&lt;br /&gt;79. Some Like It Hot (1959)&lt;br /&gt;80. Amadeus (1984)&lt;br /&gt;81. Singin' in the Rain (1952)&lt;br /&gt;82. All About Eve (1950)&lt;br /&gt;83. The Great Dictator (1940)&lt;br /&gt;84. Full Metal Jacket (1987) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;85. Pan's Labyrinth (2006) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;86. The Bridge on the River Kwai (1957)&lt;br /&gt;87. Bicycle Thieves (1948)&lt;br /&gt;88. Gladiator (2000) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;89. 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;90. Braveheart (1995)&lt;br /&gt;91. The Apartment (1960)&lt;br /&gt;92. Metropolis (1927)&lt;br /&gt;93. Oldboy (2003) – WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;94. Downfall (2004)&lt;br /&gt;95. Inglourious Basterds (2009) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;96. Unforgiven (1992)&lt;br /&gt;97. The Sting (1973)&lt;br /&gt;98. Gran Torino (2008)&lt;br /&gt;99. The Elephant Man (1980)&lt;br /&gt;100. Star Wars: Episode VI - Return of the Jedi (1983) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;101. Up (2009) – WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;102. Mr. Smith Goes to Washington (1939)&lt;br /&gt;103. The Maltese Falcon (1941)&lt;br /&gt;104. Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade (1989) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;105. Princess Mononoke (1997)&lt;br /&gt;106. On the Waterfront (1954)&lt;br /&gt;107. Rebecca (1940)&lt;br /&gt;108. Die Hard (1988) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;109. The Great Escape (1963) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;110. The Seventh Seal (1957)&lt;br /&gt;111. Black Swan (2010)&lt;br /&gt;112. Sin City (2005) – WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;113. Batman Begins (2005) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;114. Grave of the Fireflies (1988)&lt;br /&gt;115. Yojimbo (1961)&lt;br /&gt;116. Heat (1995)&lt;br /&gt;117. The General (1926)&lt;br /&gt;118. Fargo (1996) – WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;119. Blade Runner (1982) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;120. For a Few Dollars More (1965)&lt;br /&gt;121. The King's Speech (2010)&lt;br /&gt;122. Witness for the Prosecution (1957)&lt;br /&gt;123. Hotel Rwanda (2004)&lt;br /&gt;124. Snatch. (2000) – WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;125. Jaws (1975) – WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;126. Ran (1985)&lt;br /&gt;127. No Country for Old Men (2007)&lt;br /&gt;128. The Lion King (1994) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;129. Wild Strawberries (1957)&lt;br /&gt;130. Touch of Evil (1958)&lt;br /&gt;131. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2 (2011) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;132. The Wizard of Oz (1939) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;133. The Big Lebowski (1998) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;134. The Deer Hunter (1978)&lt;br /&gt;135. The Sixth Sense (1999) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;136. Toy Story (1995) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;137. Slumdog Millionaire (2008) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;138. Cool Hand Luke (1967)&lt;br /&gt;139. Annie Hall (1977)&lt;br /&gt;140. Strangers on a Train (1951)&lt;br /&gt;141. It Happened One Night (1934)&lt;br /&gt;142. Kill Bill: Vol. 1 (2003) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;143. Donnie Darko (2001) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;144. Platoon (1986) – WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;145. High Noon (1952)&lt;br /&gt;146. Into the Wild (2007)&lt;br /&gt;147. Scarface (1983)&lt;br /&gt;148. Trainspotting (1996) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;149. The Gold Rush (1925)&lt;br /&gt;150. Million Dollar Baby (2004)&lt;br /&gt;151. Ikiru (1952)&lt;br /&gt;152. Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid (1969)&lt;br /&gt;153. There Will Be Blood (2007)&lt;br /&gt;154. Notorious (1946)&lt;br /&gt;155. Gone with the Wind (1939) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;156. The Kid (1921)&lt;br /&gt;157. The Grapes of Wrath (1940)&lt;br /&gt;158. Sunrise: A Song of Two Humans (1927)&lt;br /&gt;159. The Wages of Fear (1953)&lt;br /&gt;160. District 9 (2009) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;161. The Secret in Their Eyes (2009)&lt;br /&gt;162. Groundhog Day (1993) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;163. Amores Perros (2000)&lt;br /&gt;164. Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels (1998) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;165. Ben-Hur (1959)&lt;br /&gt;166. Life of Brian (1979) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;167. The Big Sleep (1946)&lt;br /&gt;168. The Graduate (1967)&lt;br /&gt;169. Casino (1995)&lt;br /&gt;170. Finding Nemo (2003) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;171. The Terminator (1984) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;172. The Best Years of Our Lives (1946)&lt;br /&gt;173. The Manchurian Candidate (1962)&lt;br /&gt;174. The Thing (1982)&lt;br /&gt;175. Stand by Me (1986)&lt;br /&gt;176. The Fiends (1955)&lt;br /&gt;177. The Bourne Ultimatum (2007)&lt;br /&gt;178. Dog Day Afternoon (1975)&lt;br /&gt;179. V for Vendetta (2006) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;180. Twelve Monkeys (1995)&lt;br /&gt;181. How to Train Your Dragon (2010)&lt;br /&gt;182. The Wrestler (2008) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;183. My Neighbour Totoro (1988)&lt;br /&gt;184. Gandhi (1982)&lt;br /&gt;185. Judgement at Nuremberg (1961)&lt;br /&gt;186. Good Will Hunting (1997)&lt;br /&gt;187. Network (1976)&lt;br /&gt;188. The Night of the Hunter (1955)&lt;br /&gt;189. Avatar (2009) – WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;190. Ratatouille (2007)&lt;br /&gt;191. 8½ (1963)&lt;br /&gt;192. The 400 Blows (1959)&lt;br /&gt;193. The Battle of Algiers (1966)&lt;br /&gt;194. The Princess Bride (1987) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;195. Mary and Max (2009)&lt;br /&gt;196. The Killing (1956)&lt;br /&gt;197. The Hustler (1961)&lt;br /&gt;198. Dial M for Murder (1954)&lt;br /&gt;199. Star Trek (2009) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;200. La Strada (1954)&lt;br /&gt;201. Persona (1966)&lt;br /&gt;202. The Diving Bell and the Butterfly (2007)&lt;br /&gt;203. Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? (1966)&lt;br /&gt;204. The Exorcist (1973) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;205. Stalag 17 (1953)&lt;br /&gt;206. The Wild Bunch (1969)&lt;br /&gt;207. A Streetcar Named Desire (1951)&lt;br /&gt;208. Fanny and Alexander (1982)&lt;br /&gt;209. Kind Hearts and Coronets (1949)&lt;br /&gt;210. Barry Lyndon (1975)&lt;br /&gt;211. The Passion of Joan of Arc (1928)&lt;br /&gt;212. The Incredibles (2004) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;213. The Social Network (2010) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;214. Rocky (1976) – WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;215. All Quiet on the Western Front (1930)&lt;br /&gt;216. In Bruges (2008)&lt;br /&gt;217. The Truman Show (1998)&lt;br /&gt;218. Sherlock Jr. (1924)&lt;br /&gt;219. Mystic River (2003)&lt;br /&gt;220. Let the Right One In (2008)&lt;br /&gt;221. Howl's Moving Castle (2004)&lt;br /&gt;222. Magnolia (1999)&lt;br /&gt;223. Rosemary's Baby (1968)&lt;br /&gt;224. Nights of Cabiria (1957)&lt;br /&gt;225. Big Fish (2003)&lt;br /&gt;226. Infernal Affairs (2002)&lt;br /&gt;227. Ed Wood (1994)&lt;br /&gt;228. A Separation (2011)&lt;br /&gt;229. Manhattan (1979)&lt;br /&gt;230. Festen (1998)&lt;br /&gt;231. Roman Holiday (1953)&lt;br /&gt;232. Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl (2003) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;233. Children of Men (2006)&lt;br /&gt;234. Rope (1948)&lt;br /&gt;235. Kill Bill: Vol. 2 (2004) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;236. The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance (1962)&lt;br /&gt;237. Patton (1970)&lt;br /&gt;238. Sleuth (1972)&lt;br /&gt;239. Shutter Island (2010) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;240. Ip Man (2008)&lt;br /&gt;241. Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter... and Spring(2003)&lt;br /&gt;242. His Girl Friday (1940)&lt;br /&gt;243. Stalker (1979)&lt;br /&gt;244. Monsters, Inc. (2001) - WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;245. Rain Man (1988)&lt;br /&gt;246. A Beautiful Mind (2001)&lt;br /&gt;247. Anatomy of a Murder (1959)&lt;br /&gt;248. La Grande Illusion (1937)&lt;br /&gt;249. Castle in the Sky (1986)&lt;br /&gt;250. Harvey (1950)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-7764225803244102256?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/7764225803244102256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=7764225803244102256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/7764225803244102256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/7764225803244102256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/09/imdb-top-250.html' title='IMDB - Top 250'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-6240322240810796800</id><published>2011-09-08T20:02:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T20:04:36.478+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things to do before you&apos;re 30'/><title type='text'>Things to do before I’m 30</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to meeeeee, today I am 29 years young!  I have been absolutely spoilt rotten today and I am feeling very happy to have such fab people around me.  Considering I was ignoring this birthday as it is a nothing birthday I have done amazingly well with presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As there is a mere 366 days (leap year remember) until I am 30 I making myself a little list of things to do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounded fun when I thought of doing it but the mad crazy fun things that would be awesome to do, such as jumping out of a plane, are beyond my income means at present so I am going for a list that is a bit more doable (possibly read boring!)  Editing myself whilst typing I have to say the first two on the list aren’t boring at all just somewhat out of my control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the grand old age of 29 here is my list so far.  I have a list of 10 things but if I think of something interesting and doable I may edit any time over the next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get pregnant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this one is obvious really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have a baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all goes well with #1 above &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. watch 50% of the top 250 films on IMDB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I copied the list as of today and I am going to post these above shortly so I can tick them off as I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have a fish pedicure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have wanted one since I saw them on This Morning last year so thought it would be a nice one that would be easy enough to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Try 30 different chocolate bars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is just an excuse to stuff my face!  I always seem to ate the same few chocolate bars so this means I will have to try some new things &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Try not to think about Polar Bears for an entire day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing a search on the internet for inspiration and this was on someone else’s list and it made me laugh so it went on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have at least 5 dates with the hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love going on dates and making time for just us is brilliant and if 1 and 2 are sorted then there will be less time for our dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Read 26 new books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love love love my Kindle so this one will be easy, I don’t want any comments on my reading habits as I love chick lit and Mills &amp; Boon, feel good quick reads, perfect and don’t give a feck what people think :)  This one has also been made easier by teh fact that I go some amazon gift cards for my birthday so I get to download away soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Learn to cook something tasty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not a great cook so one day I am going to be brave and chose something and perfect it over the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Get at least 2 rooms in the house completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been in this house for years and things aren’t really done.  The kitchen and our bedroom just need quick fixes, snag list type things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is my list to keep me occupied for the next 12 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as I am skiving Zumba I think I might go and eat some cake from the girls in work, a girl is only 29 two or three times so it is deserved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-6240322240810796800?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6240322240810796800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=6240322240810796800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/6240322240810796800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/6240322240810796800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/09/things-to-do-before-im-30.html' title='Things to do before I’m 30'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-171497332594861006</id><published>2011-09-07T21:28:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T21:34:50.555+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye 28</title><content type='html'>So tonight I go to bed as a 28 year old and when I wake up I shall be 29, one step closer to 30.   I think I need to get looking at anti wrinkle cream, even though i still have skin like a teenager *weep* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much planned for birthday this year, can't be bothered with it, god I am getting old haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIL is 60 on Saturday so we'll be going there on Sunday for a nice joint celebration but poor Sue will be cooking for everyone so not much a relaxing day for her.  I am hoping that the weather is night so we can take refuge in the garden, the house is going to be a busy one and not sure I can deal with people at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, time to watch the last part of red or Black and then head to bed and dream of chocolate biscuits and jam butties mmmm, odd dreams but enjoyable non the less :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-171497332594861006?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/171497332594861006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=171497332594861006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/171497332594861006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/171497332594861006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/09/bye-bye-28.html' title='Bye Bye 28'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-8452604404214226899</id><published>2011-09-06T20:22:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T20:30:43.532+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strictly Come Dancing'/><title type='text'>Strictly!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.finnharps.com/site/images/stories/images2011/featured_strictly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 660px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.finnharps.com/site/images/stories/images2011/featured_strictly.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o0o0o Strictly Come Dancing is back on Saturday and the line up was revealed today and I know them all, amazing!  harry from McFly and and Jason Donovan fab!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love weekends on the run up to Christmas with Strictly and X Factor, goodness I really am a dullard haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no point to this really, life is simple and I get excited about the daftest things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-8452604404214226899?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/8452604404214226899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=8452604404214226899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/8452604404214226899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/8452604404214226899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/09/strictly.html' title='Strictly!'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-2036924576344143506</id><published>2011-09-05T20:04:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T20:13:44.708+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr Bloom'/><title type='text'>Mr Bloom</title><content type='html'>I really can not get the song from Mr Bloom's nursery out of my head!  It is annoying me now.  Also the fact that I have a weird thing for Mr Bloom.  Well without his allotment gear he looks like this so mabe it isn;t too bad... maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ashcroftmanagement.co.uk/images/faulks_ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 340px;" src="http://ashcroftmanagement.co.uk/images/faulks_ben.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of the office have thought I was insane singing "meet the veggies" today, one girl wanted to kill me as she has cbeebies aged children so had the song in her head and Vicki though I was being rude singing a song about meat and veg, but then she would!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that going to keep this post a short one so I can run off and find a new song to get stuck in my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-2036924576344143506?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/2036924576344143506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=2036924576344143506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2036924576344143506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2036924576344143506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/09/mr-bloom.html' title='Mr Bloom'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-6294896344013415666</id><published>2011-08-13T21:04:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T21:35:36.597+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whitby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Captain America'/><title type='text'>Updatey</title><content type='html'>So it has been over a month since I blogged, it has been a busy and fun month so at night I tend to just veg and the ability to string together a sentence sometimes eludes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early July saw a well deserved and rare night out dancing with my girlies.  Sadly it was because Vicki was moving office, she is still with the firm but as she passed all her exams she a a training contract so all is good.  Vicki and her friend Laura ended up taking me to The Razz as I had never been before and apparently it is something that everyone should experience, and an experience it was haha fat frogs all round!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people say it is a place you can only ho to when you;re drunk and the sign of how good your night is is by how far the black scum goes up your leg.  It kind of reminded me of a cheesey pop version of the K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So following that was our awesome holiday to Whitby.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7PJCEVxO5WU/Tkba7wq6BOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Bdi73whv-M0/s1600/SN158983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7PJCEVxO5WU/Tkba7wq6BOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Bdi73whv-M0/s400/SN158983.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640436303540126946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went with Luke, Ellie and their three and Beth, Dave and their two.  It was madness and altogether too much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a lovely windy visit to Whitby Abbey where we saw an executioner chop the heads off some potato puppets,  We had two days at Robin Hoods Bay playing the sea and crabbing in the rock pools and building sandcastles.  We had a trip to Scarborough to walk along the front and a visit to the Sealife Centre.  One day each family went and did their own thing so Me, Tom and O scooted over to York for the day which was lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed in a converted barn on a working fall, it was beautiful and in the middle of no were next to sneaton forest so lots of things to explore.  Five minutes up the road in Sneaton forest was falling foss falls which again was beautiful and gave another opportunity for getting feet wet in the streams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It truly was a wonderful holiday full of fish and chips and too much cake :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we came home, with a bit of a bump and post holiday blues, I met Nich and we went to watch the last Harry Potter, I was really routing for the Voldermort guy but sadly he didn't win, shame.  I enjoyed it and plan on buying the box set in a few years when it is cheap on eBay and make Liv watch them when she is old enough heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom and I also managed to go on a date this month.  We went to the cinema to watch Captain America.  I loved it, I sobbed, really sobbed bottom lip wobbly and everything.  In my defence I was rather hormonal that day but I still would have cried hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love a super hero movie and I love that the recent ones are all building up to The Avengers movie next summer, need to rent Thor at some point as I missed that one.  Although I did see their car advert it was brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The X Factor starts again soon, I do love those auditions, it really is one of my guilty pleasures watching x factor.  I am wondering how it will be without Simon Cowell.  I thought the same about American Idol but that was good, but then I love Steven Tyler and the fact he used my fuck a duck saying and added more to it made my day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found myself telling my body that I must be pregnant by the time the winner is announced, I hope it paying attention! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty sure there is more that I wanted to say but I think that this is long enough for now, time to get a drink and curl up with a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I must add, I am watching Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix and Helena Bonham Carter is just brilliant as Bellatrix.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-6294896344013415666?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6294896344013415666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=6294896344013415666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/6294896344013415666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/6294896344013415666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/08/updatey.html' title='Updatey'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7PJCEVxO5WU/Tkba7wq6BOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Bdi73whv-M0/s72-c/SN158983.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-1200308199645108514</id><published>2011-07-02T20:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T20:48:25.325+01:00</updated><title type='text'>July already!</title><content type='html'>Well it has been a while since I have posted.  Life has petty much got in the way so when it comes to sitting down I am too tired to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom has been sick for about a week and half.  It started off as flu which then developed into sinusitis and a chest and ear infection.  He is never sick so this has really knocked him for six.  He hasn't even played his X Box so he must have been bad.  It was his first trip from the the house today so we headed into town and bought a few bits for Liv for holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then came home and scrubbed and cleared the yard.  Next door had some work done and the cheeky roofers left some of their stuff in our yard.  Also plants I bought about 4 years ago died about 3 3/4 years ago and the weeds were taking over so they have all gone.  It is a teeny tiny yard yet I managed to fill 3 garden sacks, amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liv is turning into a real little girl now.  She is discovering what her legs are for.  We have been walking around whilst she holds my hands, it is too cute.  She doesn't keep her feet still though she is always on the go so she falls over after a couple of minutes but she will be toddling before I know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long now until our week away in Whitby with the Griffins and Parkers.  I really really can't wait it is going to be so much fun and it will be a much needed break.  i think I shall go and Google "things to do in Whitby" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully now Tom is back on his feet and can help with the baby wrangling I shall have the energy to blog some more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-1200308199645108514?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/1200308199645108514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=1200308199645108514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/1200308199645108514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/1200308199645108514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-already.html' title='July already!'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-5493936035675689261</id><published>2011-06-08T20:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T20:50:31.677+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired.com</title><content type='html'>I am finding it hard to catch up on myself lately, work is hectic, after work is hectic, sleep is sporadic and I am aching all over. (seriously all I do on here is moan haha!  This is part of the reason I posted Hugh as a break from whinging)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have more teething which majorly sucks.  I got a call from nursery to go and pick her up today but we are so busy in work I had to call Tom to do it.  She had a bit of a temp and was apparently inconsolable but she was fine when Tom got there.  The two of them ended up going to the park for a play and she took a couple of assisted steps, she obviously refused to do this again when I got home typical :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday countdown is on, 6 weeks on Friday we head across the country to Whitby or Scarborough or somewhere around there heh.  I am so looking forward to a week away from real life.  I am rather nervous though as I suck at cooking and the thought of having to try and cook a meal one night for 6 adults and 6 kids is terrifying me!  I think I need to start looking for ideas that are easy, healthy and someone with chromes can eat! rah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Apprentice night tonight which sadly is a highlight of my week.  My house is a disaster zone so i should be tidying and so on but seriously I can not arsed, I will just have to make sure we don't have guests this weekend  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only two more get ups until the weekend woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-5493936035675689261?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5493936035675689261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=5493936035675689261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5493936035675689261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5493936035675689261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/06/tiredcom.html' title='Tired.com'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-5485279031099562689</id><published>2011-06-03T22:39:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T22:42:06.812+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hugh Jackman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='towel'/><title type='text'>Hugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rbLOvuEIv5s/TelVCcwZNlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fRFFD7B6d7o/s1600/feat_hughj.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rbLOvuEIv5s/TelVCcwZNlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fRFFD7B6d7o/s400/feat_hughj.1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614111911061304914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugh in a towel, that is all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-5485279031099562689?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5485279031099562689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=5485279031099562689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5485279031099562689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5485279031099562689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/06/hugh.html' title='Hugh'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rbLOvuEIv5s/TelVCcwZNlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fRFFD7B6d7o/s72-c/feat_hughj.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-2467987411026136661</id><published>2011-06-01T21:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T21:39:56.227+01:00</updated><title type='text'>June already!</title><content type='html'>Time is flying by far too quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying my best to pick myself out of the slump I have been in since 16 May.  There is nothing and everything wrong at the moment and being fairly miserable is such damn hard work.  I keep looking at the crap people have to deal with and my wibbles are nothing in comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it is June I can say that I go on holiday next month HOOZAR!  A week away in Whitby / Scarborough with my lovely Tom and Olivia, Luke Ellie and their clan and Beth, Dave and the boys.  it is going to be so much fun, even if I think Luke adn Beth will murder each other, siblings with different ideas of how to plan a holiday.  Tom and I shall just sit and let them fight and then we will agree with the last one standing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also stupidly jealous of my friend who is pregnant, she had a little one in July and number 2 is now due in November.  It was a complete accident as she forgot how the pill worked!  It is so wrong to be jealous especially as we're not even trying yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tomorrow is Thursday so almost Friday, the boss is off and me and Vicki are going out for lunch to have a couple of drinks and have a major bitchfest about work.  I love my girls in work, we spent the morning randomly shouting quite load WE HATE THIS HOUSE haha it's the daft things like that, knowing that we're all hating it, that make it easier to go in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#muststopmoaning &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right off to watch the crazy feckers in Corrie :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-2467987411026136661?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/2467987411026136661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=2467987411026136661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2467987411026136661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2467987411026136661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/06/june-already.html' title='June already!'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-4463305242184926923</id><published>2011-05-29T21:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T22:00:55.536+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week!</title><content type='html'>I have quite frankly had a rubbish week, it could have been a million times worse of course but in my life of nothing ever ever happening I have been on self destruct mode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started off with work being it's usually shitty self, I really am struggling with getting up to go in there.  I  have asked to change my hours so I can finish at 4.30 and get to spend some extra time with my Oliviasarus, it has to go to the board so fingers crossed there is a meeting soon and they remember to discuss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt really quite sick on Monday but it was stupidly busy so I stuck with it.  (Not sure why I bothered no one thinks any better of me for it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was a long day at Alder Hey, although Liv was such a superstar, coping really well with the several hour delay and came out of recovery wide awake like they hadn't actually put her to sleep, which the did as I was holding her while they did it! (that still makes me  want to cry).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is going great with her eyes and she is doing better than they expected her to do so fingers crossed she keeps going this way and I shall be one very happy bunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday still feeling pants I got up to go to work, why? God knows.  On the way I was plodding along to get the train and then suddenly I was doing some crazy lady jig trying my best not to fall on my face.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hurt my ankle but at the time I was just so embarrassed that I kept walking.  there were a gang of kids stood at the corner who bizarrely didn't say anything and a fair few people behind me.  as I tried my best not to limp (I failed badly at this) up to the station everyone behind me during my street dancing session started over taking me.  I got on the train and felt waves of sickness.  I wasn't sure whether this was the fact I wasn't well or the pain in my foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got in and said that I was going to clear my desk and then be gone by 12.30.  As the day went on and got worse my ankle of sorer and I didn't leave until 25 minutes after I should have gone home on a normal day!  sometimes people take the piss and I am such a mug for taking it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have always been that person in work that people know will do things and at times take advantage of it.  I tried to stick up for myself on Wednesday which lasted a whole fecking 10 minutes.  As far as I see it I have two options 1) bring baby plans forward a couple of months and pray for an early catch or 2) look for a new job which may be impossible in itself and delay baby #2 GAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully I knew I had some time off on Thursday as Liv had her last set of jabs and as the pain was still bad I went for a trip to the hospital at the top of the road, very handy!  I have some ligament damage and some crutches.  crutches are a pain in the ass and i feel rather embarrassed using them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liv had her jabs and was quite good until 10 minutes later and we got to the supermarket and she screamed the place down poor love so we got home and had cuddles on the floor :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I put her in nursery, had the day off work and it was supposed to be an easy day, blimey sitting down doing NOTHING is hard.  The doing nothing changed after lunch though as my lunch exploded in the microwave so I had to clean that and then led to cleaning the kitchen and bathroom and then aching haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday and today weren't too bad.  Minor injuries paper cuts, banged heads and cut lip, I think I need a bubble wrap suit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well tomorrow is our 3 year wedding anniversary (!) so that should be a good day.  We have a sitter for the day as the volcano stopped erupting and the ash cloud buggered off so my mum got home so we are going to the flicks and for a meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right that is a rather moany post, I must make en effort to get out of my grump and be more cheery :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-4463305242184926923?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4463305242184926923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=4463305242184926923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/4463305242184926923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/4463305242184926923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-week.html' title='What a week!'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-2687582046840970433</id><published>2011-05-19T21:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T21:45:39.624+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BONGO SOLO</title><content type='html'>I miss listening to The Chris Moyles show in the mornings, the show really makes me laugh but they run late all the time and I find myself standing still listening to them instead of getting ready for work so now I have to put the news on instead.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that my iPod seems to be working again I have been downloading the podcast but my goodness I really shouldn't listen to it when I am going to work.  When things are funny to me I can not control the laughing so on the way to work today an old man gave me a disgusted look and on the way home I made a girl next to me chuckle as I just couldn't contain myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone should listen to the podcast, it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to work in January wasn't as hard as I thought it was going to be, I guess it was nice to be around adults and playing daft games, it also came at the same time the hospital appointments for Liv settled down as well so it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time a couple of weeks ago when I had a breakdown in work and struggled for the day but was OK for a while but right now it is so hard.  I take Liv to nursery and she loves it and goes to the girls there and I spend a couple of minutes each morning looking at the photos on the wall and I feel sick and jealous that they get her all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The I am OK for a little bit as I meet Vicki on the train and we have a good  natter like we've not seen each other for weeks not the day before but that is going to change soon.  She has her final exams in a few weeks which she will pass as she is a genius and then in July she has a training contract and is being sent to another office so won't be back in Liverpool for about 2 years *sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days are long and dull and I hate it and I miss Liv and I only have one picture of her on my desk and should get more but when I look at the one I have it makes me sad not happy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I get in about 6 and she is tired from not sleeping that much in nursery because she is having too much fun, all the other kids sleep and she is catching on quite well, but she is normally in bed between 6.30 and 7 so the time we have isn't fun time, apart from the bath when she's not too tired :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't afford to drop a day at work so I am trying to shuffle my hours around so I can finish at 4.30 instead of 5.15 so at least I get a good hour with her to play before all the bedtime stuff begins.  Not sure what they will say bit loads of people work funny hours so I doubt they would say no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having to work truly does suck :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow didn't mean to go into a whinge about that, ah well obviously needed too!  I was going to post something else about this but it has slipped my mind now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right time to go, Friday tomorrow, AWESOME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-2687582046840970433?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/2687582046840970433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=2687582046840970433' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2687582046840970433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2687582046840970433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/05/bongo-solo.html' title='BONGO SOLO'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-3593730208418890004</id><published>2011-05-17T20:54:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T21:09:07.994+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Talk and front doors</title><content type='html'>So I got around to telling Tom I am broody as anything and to my amazement he didn't run a million miles away, in fact he said he was surprised that I hadn't mentioned it earlier heh  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to wait a little while so that baby number 2 (squeee) isn't born around the same time as Liv.  So now it is the waiting game before the waiting game and time to get those folic acid tabs in the cupboard and weetabix for breakfast :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is all very exciting and we have a long to do list for the house which would be great to get done.  One of them is a new front door, I know where to buy a door but who do you get to hand them and do the locks and so on?  I am so confused, also I don't want to be spending loads of money either, I have another baby to pay for hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really has perked me up, I can't wait though it is a little daunting the thought of all day sickness with a toddler and then a new born with a toddler.  Ah well I guess that is what grandparents are for :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right time to get a drink :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-3593730208418890004?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/3593730208418890004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=3593730208418890004' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/3593730208418890004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/3593730208418890004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/05/talk-and-front-doors.html' title='The Talk and front doors'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-2036756300973201923</id><published>2011-05-13T21:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T22:13:25.434+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='euromillions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zumba'/><title type='text'>Zumba, signs and Euromillions</title><content type='html'>So the exercise craze of the time seems to be Zumba, after hearing people rave about it and Vicki joining the gym and noticing they do it there we decided to don our gym gear and head on over to jump around like nutters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is actually really fun, we have favourite girls we like to stand by just to give us complete giggles.  Plus laughing whilst dancing will burn extra calories.  We've been a few times now so we kind of remember some of the dances. *wiggle wiggle wiggle wiggle* our favourite only because some people do the strangest things with their bottoms, I decided to repeat this whilst Vicki was behind me just to make her go purple :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to exercise but think actual classes are dull, this is far from it, go and have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I said in a post down there somewhere I am uber broody, well today I got an email from My Monthly Cycles, I've not even logged in there for two years so it obv must be a sign haha  I am going to carry on ticking things off my to do list and make the house look less of a bombsite and raise it.  I am thinking of opening a poll to see how far he runs when I mention it haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying that though he may completely surprise me and agree, he did that when we got engaged and he wanted to get married fairly quick, I assumed it would be a long engagement but it wasn't.  We waited a while before starting to plan as the sensible art in me wanted to get all of my exams out of the way as I knew I would be distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my marriage it is almost 3 years, THREE YEARS, where does the time go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that time we have had an awesome trip to NYC and have had a baby, and that gorgeous girl is 14 months, my goodness me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor O is having a bit of teething pain at the moment, poor flower is growing 4 new teefs.  At least she is getting them done in a job lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we sadly never won the lottery on Tuesday, but the good news is no one did so it is a rollover to some ridiculous amount tonight.  No one will win tonight though as shops all ready have the posters for the Tuesday roll over up haha  It was on watchdog yesterday and now the girls in work are disgusted at how the lottery if completely fixed.  I bought my ticket anyway.  Plus our 39 lines in work won us £260 so we bought another line and put the change in the charity pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have managed to steer clear of daydreaming today, though it has been hella busy so not surprising really :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, that'll do for now I think, time to go read or watch TV or tidy up... book it is :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-2036756300973201923?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/2036756300973201923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=2036756300973201923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2036756300973201923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2036756300973201923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/05/zumba-signs-and-euromillions.html' title='Zumba, signs and Euromillions'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-4840341703658991597</id><published>2011-05-10T21:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T21:20:47.486+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Day dreamin'</title><content type='html'>As the song goes "I wanna be a billionaire so freakin' bad".  Well a millionaire would do.  Actually a couple of hundred grand would do heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is an £85 million pound jackpot on the euromillions and although the chances of winning are slim slim slim it is hard not to dream about what would happen if I won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a syndicate in work and in with my mum but I only get 10% of her winnings for the 20p towards the £2 fee I will get around to paying her if she wins haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lunch time, whilst eating my bargain bean on toast, was mostly spent dreaming.  Then back to work as the work we do is depressing at times I just kept on dreaming.  Winning the lot would be bloody scary but I could help everyone I like, so if you notice everyone is moving to nicer houses and you're not I obviously don't like you heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly when I don;t get an email from the lottery folks in the morning and when I walk into work and the receptionist says no win I will be ever so slightly sad.  It is so easy to let the imagination run away thinking of easier times that money can make.  Also the extra time in sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the real world I am in my usual spot on the sofa watching the telly.  The Apprentice has just started so I am spending the next hour watching some people who think they are awesome and over the next few weeks I will watch most of them make complete divvy's of themselves before choosing someone I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can;t help but get sucked into these types of programs, but I still think it is weird to hear Lord Sugar instead of Sir Alan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure there is much else to share, my life is fairly dull and I am rather bored atm so COME ON LOTTERY give me something to do! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-4840341703658991597?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4840341703658991597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=4840341703658991597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/4840341703658991597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/4840341703658991597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-dreamin.html' title='Day dreamin&apos;'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-2530473878926340991</id><published>2011-05-08T20:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T21:20:27.409+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Framed!</title><content type='html'>I bought a picture frame in January &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2010(!)&lt;/span&gt; I today I managed to hang it haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't actually photos in it yet but I chose the pictures I wanted, printed them on paper and cellotaped them in until I order the actual photos, I wonder if that will take me as long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia's teeth have finally popped through her gums after several weeks of grizzling.  On the bottom row her first bigger teeth.  She hasn't let us go near her mouth for ages but this afternoon we played a game of let Olivia put her fingers in my mouth she will open her's for me, the things we have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a lovely weekend but now it is Sunday night and those Sunday night blues are here again.  I wish that I didn't have to work.  Actually I may be bored not working but working part time would be better!  Such is life though that we can't all be so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, time to track down an ottoman to buy! Thrilling life I lead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-2530473878926340991?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/2530473878926340991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=2530473878926340991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2530473878926340991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2530473878926340991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/05/framed.html' title='Framed!'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-8074398778534663444</id><published>2011-05-04T21:42:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T22:01:56.863+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Broody Stick!</title><content type='html'>I have been well and truly battered with the broody stick lately! I want O to have a sibling, I want number 2 to cuddle, I want our family complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are always pros and cons to decisions like this and those things on my cons list not too long ago all have answers to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1.  The house is too small for another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I did want to move house before having another baby but we are tied into our mortgage until August 2012 and the news has given more doom and gloom fro the property market today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with the size of the house it doesn't matter.  I mean look at Peppa and George as well as Charlie and Lola, they are siblings that have to share.  OK maybe children's cartoons aren't the best support for an argument but still.  My friend shared with her younger brother until she as 9 and even when they had their own rooms they still tended to go into each others rooms until she was 12 heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;2.  The costs of another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well surely this is always going to be an issue with anything, babies cost money.  Heck EVERYTHING costs money.  it is a never ending worry in this day and age and if we all worried about money no normal people would have children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia is growing into the next stage of equipment so we have to spend out anyone and new baby will have her things.  The only main costs I can see our:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) bed for Olivia - she will need this anyway!&lt;br /&gt;2)  New car seat fro Olivia - she will need this in a couple of months in any event.&lt;br /&gt;3) Double buggy - easily bought around the corner, or even get the grandparents on the hunt for one in a  good condition second hand one.  They are all for recycled things :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;3.  I won't have time to do anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well come on I am NOT the only person to have 2 children.  plus I am more than confident that the grandmas would love to come and help out in those early days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have number 2 must be easier to get going with, I mean with Olivia I didn't have a fracking clue but now I do.  I understand how a latch works when BF, I know how to change a nappy, I'm not scared to bathe a baby.  O know to just grit my teeth and chant "this too shall pass" when things get hard.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I know whenever I need a break I can buy cake and turn up on Skippy's doorstep on a Friday haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I guess all I need to do is have a grown up chat with Thomas heh.  I think I might clean the house from top to bottom and make it look lovely.  I am sure asking him with toys everywhere a pile of clean clothes in the corner won't make him think "yay let's add to the mess!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may well change my mind in a week if O keeps having this reaction to milk and the vomiting continues. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things are going great atm.  O is doing great with her eyes.  So much so that they are going to try and hold out on her eye ops.  We have to go in for day cases every couple of months so they can check her eyes under anaesthetic and do ultrasound scans to measure her eyes.  She was just so good today and i LOVE her so so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people worry they might not love a second as much but I have so much love in me I want another person to share it with! (Seriously?  I am such a twee twat tonight haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right enough babbling to myself, time to go and watch Dexter and get some zzZZzz's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-8074398778534663444?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/8074398778534663444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=8074398778534663444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/8074398778534663444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/8074398778534663444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/05/broody-stick.html' title='Broody Stick!'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-5828219608848808370</id><published>2011-04-10T21:28:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T21:29:18.146+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2ft4 21.3 lb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed to write this down somewhere so thought I would blog so I can get it in work heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing as no one reads this it doesn;t really matter, I do seem to just chat to myself :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-5828219608848808370?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5828219608848808370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=5828219608848808370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5828219608848808370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5828219608848808370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/04/2ft4-21.html' title=''/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-3750477244223381238</id><published>2011-03-14T20:49:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-14T20:59:49.263Z</updated><title type='text'>Olivia is 1 (shocked)</title><content type='html'>My gorgeous little baby (who was only born a matter of weeks ago surely) was one at the weekend!  I am shocked that it has gone so fast and also shocked that I still have the small amount of sanity I had pre pregnancy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to do a longer post but I am so tired after a long day on JS.  I am also waiting for teh man on Corrie to admit he is a cross dresser (or am I totally off with this and he really does have a sister?) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write something decent one day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-3750477244223381238?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/3750477244223381238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=3750477244223381238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/3750477244223381238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/3750477244223381238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/03/olivia-is-1-shocked.html' title='Olivia is 1 (shocked)'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-5213904457948169516</id><published>2011-03-04T20:49:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-03-04T21:18:59.748Z</updated><title type='text'>Ear Ear</title><content type='html'>My poor chunky is still ill.  I thought that she had perked up and was almost back to normal on Wednesday and very happy yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played out with work last night and joked that my perfect sleeper (please don't hate me) would probably wake up, clearly I did jinx myself.  She woke up through the night and at a 3.30 wake up she was super hot, we had magic calpol and played and she chewed on her jigsaw pieces so I decided it was teething.  She went back to bed and settled well until we got up for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she woke she was warm again but not too hot and she was happily playing and bouncing so gave her a bit of calpol just in case and off we went to nursery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cue the afternoon when I get a call from the nursery saying she has slept on and off for three hours, this is shocking to know those that know O as she doesn't really get the whole napping in the day, not that it bothers me as she sleeps amazingly at night.  She refused water and then her temp soared over 40 so they stripped her down to her nappy and she just cuddled, again very odd as she would rather not cuddle and just watches to the world go by independently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so pale and boiling and quite, not good signs.  I rang the doctors without much hope of getting an appointment thinking I wouldn't get one calling so late in the day and they had a slot for 10 minutes later so off we scooted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think by just seeing the wonderful Dr Lee she felt better, she suddenly started paying attention and trying to grab his stethoscope and the BP machine.  In the ten minutes her temp had dropped to 36.6 (typical.  dr Lee looked at her and said he thought it was an infection but they just had to find out what one it was.  After a few checks he looked in her right ear and spotted the infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has got some antibiotics and calpol.  She settled down to sleep really well but she is still boiling so we shall see how the night goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These babies are rather tricksy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-5213904457948169516?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5213904457948169516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=5213904457948169516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5213904457948169516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5213904457948169516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/03/ear-ear.html' title='Ear Ear'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-4949160764969835125</id><published>2011-02-27T20:48:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-27T21:02:27.999Z</updated><title type='text'>Poor Baby</title><content type='html'>Well I thought this weekend would lead to all my washing being up-to-date but sadly this is not the case.  My poor Oliviasaurus seems to have developed evening sickness so last night and tonight from tea time she has just sicked everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was alone as Tom went to a birthday party of Caz's 30th (it was superhero themed the pics look like muchos fun was had!) I was sadly home having to do numerous bed changes.  I ran out of sheets for O and ended up putting one of our king size sheets in her cot.  Thankfully with my new, fabulous washer dryer I cleaned and dried everything over night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning she woke up fine and happy then around the same time as yesterday she got grouchy and whiny then cue scene similar to the exorcist!  I was covered, she was covered, the stairs and floor at the bottom of the stairs were covered and the walls were covered, I just wanted to cry.  She's been in bed for about 2 hours and all is calm, TOUCH WOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope she is well enough for nursery tomorrow and shifts the bug soon and I manage to shift this stupid cough!  There is only a week left until I start jury service and I don't want to be sitting their worrying about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a note to me #amwriting and #amscared haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-4949160764969835125?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4949160764969835125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=4949160764969835125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/4949160764969835125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/4949160764969835125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/02/poor-baby.html' title='Poor Baby'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-7325516055867896664</id><published>2011-02-25T20:48:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-25T21:20:54.069Z</updated><title type='text'>Washing Machine happiness</title><content type='html'>Well I really don't seem to do much with my life these days so my biggest highlight is my new washing machine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not actually washed any clothes in it yet as it's smells of new machine so it's having an empty wash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that my washing will be up to date for the next few weeks until the novelty wears off :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that really is all I have to say, dull, dull, dull :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-7325516055867896664?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/7325516055867896664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=7325516055867896664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/7325516055867896664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/7325516055867896664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/02/washing-machine-happiness.html' title='Washing Machine happiness'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-5881188908802929934</id><published>2011-02-19T21:33:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-19T21:38:59.488Z</updated><title type='text'>LARD ARSE</title><content type='html'>I am never going to lose weight as I can't stop eating, tonight it is custard doughnuts, they are super tasty but now I am feeling a little guilty, I seriously need some motivation and will power to get fit and try and tone up a bit.  Sadly (for my bum anyway) I would much rather sit and read a book and eat some cake, whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Task for this week, eat more fruit!  I feed Miss O plenty of fruit and veg but don't eat it myself, why? Weirdo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had won the lotto tonight and could hire a cook to make nice, healthy, tasty food and I could have a gym in the house and I would have no excuse, as at the moment I am full of them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this has been a dull post, I must lead a more thrilling life to make blogging worthwhile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-5881188908802929934?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5881188908802929934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=5881188908802929934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5881188908802929934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5881188908802929934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/02/lard-arse.html' title='LARD ARSE'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-3467750677222608715</id><published>2011-02-17T21:03:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-17T21:13:09.987Z</updated><title type='text'>zzZZzz</title><content type='html'>I am soooo tired.  I was fine back a work for the first couple of weeks but I am so exhausted now.  I need to find a way to work 4 days per week or even just finishing at .  Getting home at 6 is just hard as Olivia is so tired she just wants to have her bottle and get to bed.  Ideally I would like a lotto win but the machine never seems to pick the right numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh this has started off as a moan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good in general.  My little lovely is almost 1.  How the hell did that happen?  Time really does just seem to fly by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as her eyes go there have been ups and downs but we seem to be fairly steady at the moment.  Contact lenses are a big fail and the hospital don't seem to happy about that so we are waiting for the consultant to make a decision about what he wants to do.  I am just going to keep saying leeeeave me be :)  it is only for a year until they start the next round of operations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much is happening really, I just seem to be living for the weekend when we get some nice time together although one day I need to just sleep for a day to catch up on myself so life gets easier, things are always easier after a good sleep.  I might book a days holiday and spend most of it sleeping and then the afternoon with O!  Sounds like  plan actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should keep blogging and maybe even try to make it interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-3467750677222608715?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/3467750677222608715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=3467750677222608715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/3467750677222608715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/3467750677222608715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2011/02/zzzzzz.html' title='zzZZzz'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-5951695128399512005</id><published>2010-10-28T20:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T21:07:31.641+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cataracts'/><title type='text'>Hoping and wishing and praying</title><content type='html'>Well things aren't going according to plan with Miss Olivia's eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went at the end of September and Mr Nayak said that her right eye wasn't doing too well and it may be worthwhile operating in November when they had planed to have another look under anaesthetic.  I was OK with this as her left eye was compensating so I shouldn't have noticed a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back mid October just to confirm whether they were going to were going to operate or not and in the couple of weeks her left eye had deteriorated and was now worse than the right eye.  Cue me feeling awful as I just hadn't noticed that she might be struggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have one operation booked in for next week and the second needs to be done within a couple of weeks but there isn't any room in the lists so she needs to be shuffled in somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not feeling to guilty now as it must have just been starting when we went as it is clear she is struggling.  When she holds things close she goes all cross eyed bless her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the hoping, wishing and praying.  I have a horrible chest cold with a cough that rattles everything it can.  If O gets it then it means operations cancelled.  This can not happen so come on wonderful antibodies in breast milk to fight off any nasties that may try to get her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The added uncertainty means I now get a little longer on my maternity leave which is nice if I ignore the fact that I won't get paid :s ah well we will be fine.  Well as long as they aren't cancelled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nursery have been just wonderful with us.  I was worried that they might think I was messing them around as we keep changing the date and days she goes but the nursery manager has told me not to worry at all.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nursery has been done up since we enrolled her and as of this week have a sensory room which will be brilliant for her, I am so happy with this nursery.  It was initially are second choice but there is no way the other one would be this flexible with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think all my gloom and stress lifted Monday afternoon and I relaxed Monday evening and got ill Monday night, I should maybe stress out again to get better?  Although it has been lovely having two days were I haven't even got dressed hehe  I only got dressed Wednesday because I felt guilty that O was stuck inside and I didn't have any chocolate in the house so I had to stock up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weaning has turned into a bit of a chore, she's not keen on eating things even those that she previously liked although she guzzles the formula, typical.  I am wondering if she is getting another tooth through or the one there is giving a bit of trouble.  I must keep telling myself food is for fun until they are one and not stress out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all for now really.  Can't think of anything else to say so better go get some fluids and watch Corrie :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-5951695128399512005?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5951695128399512005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=5951695128399512005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5951695128399512005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5951695128399512005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2010/10/hoping-and-wishing-and-praying.html' title='Hoping and wishing and praying'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-5485176738006775443</id><published>2010-10-09T21:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T21:20:47.105+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Months in one update</title><content type='html'>So here we are with an update.  I haven’t been very good with blogging even though I downloaded an iPod app so that I could do during the many times I was pinned under Olivia feeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact the last person to blog on her was Olivia.  I am trying my best to encourage her to stay on her stomach and she loves just hitting my iPod as it is bright and colourful so I put some baby apps on there and I think she somehow managed to post whilst I obviously wasn’t paying attention heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So three months of goings on to update on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd July Mia  Rostance made her entrance into the world (I still have her present to post, whoops.  I must put that on my to do list this week!!)  I have seen Gem and Mia but brain like a sieve obviously.  Mia is just gorgeous and Gem being Gem was back to looking fabulous in no time at all (biatch xx)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August was about hospitals.  Olivia’s consultant had booked us in fro two weeks to get her operations done.  We went in on the Monday and had some tests and I had explained that I forget she has poor sight as she focuses so well.  Tuesday morning she went into her ops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All was fine and she was nosing everywhere and enjoyed playing on the bed until they got the gas mask to send her to sleep.  The anaesthetist told me not worry as children generally think it is a game but she really didn't like it and struggled and cried and as the anaesthetic was kicking in the cries and flailing just got sadder, cue lots of crying from me :s  Thankfully Helen was on hand to spend some time with me and give me a hug or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came back from theatre rather smiley but really groggy only to find that nothing has been done this time.  When they got a good look in her eyes they decided at this time that the risks were greater than any benefit.  Plan then was to have eye drops every morning to open the eye a bit so to do all our play and learning bits in the morning, 4 weekly reviews and we go back in November for another detailed look under anaesthetic.  Although this may turn into actual ops as her left eye is now struggling and I am noticing it more and more now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong that I thought it was funny that she was rather hoarse and croaky after the op and when she babbled it was rather deep and she normally squeaks and squeals (Tom nicknames her squeak).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t remember anything else from August, it was ages ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September was my birthday and it was lovely.  Tom took the week off so we spent some fab quality time together just wandering around the city and visiting family and having friends over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stared weaning and the food is going down rather well but formula is very hit and miss.  We had a two week long battle before she decided that she would actually drink a fair bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anything else happen in September?  Oh this is terrible is my memory really this bad?  At least it keeps a three month update shorter than it would have otherwise been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are in October and Olivia is coming along so fast, she decided to save things up and this week has learnt to sit up properly, had a good growth spurt and had her first tooth pop out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Tom’s birthday on Monday.  I have to say that inspiration was lacking on his birthday present.  I better start thinking of Christmas presents now so that he can have something nice.  Though to be fair if the man only has one hobbie (computers) there is little I can do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also has the week off so Monday we are off out for lunch with the mothers and than have a lovely week off together and really enjoy the time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it is back to hospitals the week after, me and Olivia then a week of getting cup feeding down and then we either spend two days or two weeks at alder hey followed by nursery and work boooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a good while yet before that so just focus on the good and ignore the bad.  Mind you, even when I go back to work it is only a few weeks until Christmas and Tom has the whole time off YAY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That will do for now I think, I have a cup of tea and biscuits waiting for me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-5485176738006775443?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5485176738006775443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=5485176738006775443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5485176738006775443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5485176738006775443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2010/10/three-months-in-one-update.html' title='Three Months in one update'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-7582503607724461450</id><published>2010-08-19T16:46:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T16:46:34.990+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yh ptxnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-7582503607724461450?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/7582503607724461450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=7582503607724461450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/7582503607724461450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/7582503607724461450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2010/08/yh-ptxnn.html' title=''/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-5067872371522892264</id><published>2010-07-18T20:37:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T20:50:18.050+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Benjamin Christopher Mott</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/TENakd-0KhI/AAAAAAAAADk/rtS2rKS-NpA/s1600/38216_10150213442540455_795975454_13509235_7267138_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/TENakd-0KhI/AAAAAAAAADk/rtS2rKS-NpA/s200/38216_10150213442540455_795975454_13509235_7267138_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495335552892021266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lovely Nichola and Joe are now the proud parents of a scrummy little boy called Benjamin.  He was born today at 12.45am weighing 9lb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent most of the day having little crying times.  When I got the text at 2.30 I cried a bit, when i posted the BA I cried, when I texted some folks I cried, when I looked at the pics I cried and when I was reading the updates and messages to them from people I cried, it really is such a wonderful thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another member for team Logan, all we need now is to find out the flavour of beansprout to see which team will be kicking ass :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that all settle well and that visits can take place soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/TENarTa7qxI/AAAAAAAAADs/Vh1e7wWFrMw/s1600/37560_10150232573695082_765920081_13684485_715032_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/TENarTa7qxI/AAAAAAAAADs/Vh1e7wWFrMw/s200/37560_10150232573695082_765920081_13684485_715032_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495335670316247826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-5067872371522892264?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5067872371522892264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=5067872371522892264' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5067872371522892264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5067872371522892264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2010/07/benjamin-christopher-mott.html' title='Benjamin Christopher Mott'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/TENakd-0KhI/AAAAAAAAADk/rtS2rKS-NpA/s72-c/38216_10150213442540455_795975454_13509235_7267138_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-1177562912317297009</id><published>2010-07-17T22:19:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T22:29:59.138+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star Trek TNG Voyager Sesame Street'/><title type='text'>LIFE PLANS</title><content type='html'>Nich is currently in labour, how exciting, just waiting for news so I thought I would share my life plans with you blogworld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past few weeks I have been thinking about a good life plan, a sort of trying to decide what I want to do when I grow up type thing.  Well I have come up with a lovely plan and a rather sensible one as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Go back to work 1st December 2010 as a secretary, who can be bothered with the stress of having clients?  Maybe at some point but the thought of working late and then bringing work home so does not appeal to me so being a secretary will be perfect.  Plus the 1st December means on my first day (or in the first week at least) I can decorate the office Christmassy so that will help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Work full time (weep) to try and save some pennies to buy ourselves a bigger house.  I keep looking at houses which is a little now but there are some nice ones just a few minutes up the road with off road parking and gardens, woooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  When the fixed term runs out on the mortgage in two years buy said house mentioned above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  When moved into new home have baby number two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  When all babies are old enough to appreciate it go on holiday to Orlando with as many other people that want to come and hire a villa for cheap.  (Note to self – Jade just bought one so ask her about mates rates!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is my life plan, as I said above very sensible and achievable (hopefully).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If for some reason the above is not workable then I am going to live on the USS Enterprise with Captain Jean-Luc Picard!  This has been a good discussion between myself a Skip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life on the Enterprise would be awesome on the basis that EVERYONE will know my name and I will not be going on away missions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be no need to cook as there is a replicator, mmm food on demand.  On days were we can’t be bothered slaving over a replicator we can pop down to ten forward and get some drinks and food from Guinan.  How awesome would a birthday party in ten forward be?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn’t any money so no need to worry about bills and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counsellor Troi is to be kicked off the ship, she is rubbish! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we all have to do something to earn our place on the ship, no freeloaders!  I am going to be Jean-Luc’s secretary.  He is a very busy man and he doesn’t have a secretary, how on earth has he managed so long without me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re going to help Data with his human skills and watch Spot when Data is on away missions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will also be endless amusements provided by the lovely Q!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20061010061455/memoryalpha/en/images/b/b6/Chakotay%2C_2377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 347px; height: 422px;" src="http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20061010061455/memoryalpha/en/images/b/b6/Chakotay%2C_2377.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is to be a cross over from some of the characters from Voyager.  The first is Chakotay.  There is just something about that man that means he HAS to be there.  We will also have the doc, seven and Neelix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life aboard the enterprise would be awesome and I think a very good back up plan should plan one not work :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we might also have to have the Count from Sesame Street there as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hNatvLe18ro&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hNatvLe18ro&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-1177562912317297009?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/1177562912317297009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=1177562912317297009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/1177562912317297009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/1177562912317297009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2010/07/life-plans.html' title='LIFE PLANS'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-71914466868267834</id><published>2010-07-16T20:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T21:09:15.915+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fingers crossed we're done!</title><content type='html'>Two nights on the run O has slept for 12 hours, fingers crossed that my sleeping baby is back after the growth spurt seems to have passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had her last needles yesterday until she is one and she did great, had a cry for a minute as they must hurt but then was fine and dandy and they never bothered her last night and she has been good as gold today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been feeling a little blue today though that is probably due to to a stupid comment from someone about my parenting.  it has really bloody got to me, I thought it was supposed to be funny at first but no it was meant.  Well screw you I think I am a good mum, she is well loved and well fed and my HV called me "a lovely little mum" and your parenting choices can be called into questions so AaAaarRrRrgGggGGhHHhh feck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I am so hungry all the time I am sat here thinking about what to update on and all I can think of is go and eat toast with jam yum yum yums.  I think I will go and do that it might perk me up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-71914466868267834?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/71914466868267834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=71914466868267834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/71914466868267834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/71914466868267834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2010/07/fingers-crossed-were-done.html' title='Fingers crossed we&apos;re done!'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-5606942178147064952</id><published>2010-07-08T02:26:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T02:26:43.150+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously</title><content type='html'>Come on growth spurt, I was so used to my lovely long sleeper, pass already and give her back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaaaawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't be so bad if I had slept when I went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually am I blaming the gs when actually it's the sand man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-5606942178147064952?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5606942178147064952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=5606942178147064952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5606942178147064952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5606942178147064952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2010/07/seriously.html' title='Seriously'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-1436494574219145580</id><published>2010-07-07T15:03:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T15:08:13.755+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby baby part 2</title><content type='html'>No not me, far too soon to be thinking of being pregnant again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lovely Skippy and Al are having baby number 2 wahoo so exciting.  Due January 2011, so awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I tried to add a scan pic but blogger is being an arse, ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats guys :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-1436494574219145580?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/1436494574219145580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=1436494574219145580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/1436494574219145580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/1436494574219145580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2010/07/baby-baby-part-2.html' title='Baby baby part 2'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-6991321539159190861</id><published>2010-07-07T05:01:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T05:01:19.799+01:00</updated><title type='text'>16 week growth spurts</title><content type='html'>It sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kernackerrd with all the feeding and it has stolen O's ability to sleep for 10 - 12 hours.  I know I have been a lucky so and so for that and now I am hoping that she gets that ability back in a few days *yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else is happening in my life, I have a to do list as long as both arms and possibly a leg but never seem to get anything done, one day maybe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sign of MM yet although they are causing all kinds of mischief already, I am so excited about the arrival :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness I am so hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right that is all my brain can manage, time to sit and watch the sky get brighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-6991321539159190861?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6991321539159190861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=6991321539159190861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/6991321539159190861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/6991321539159190861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2010/07/16-week-growth-spurts.html' title='16 week growth spurts'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-5673108596802969498</id><published>2010-06-27T21:21:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T21:27:12.216+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wee Updatey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/TCe0AkHWSPI/AAAAAAAAADc/GpqLR5ktpKo/s1600/16.06.10+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/TCe0AkHWSPI/AAAAAAAAADc/GpqLR5ktpKo/s400/16.06.10+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487552592761735410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well the mobile blogging app works, woohoo so I shall spend some time sharing my thoughts with myself as I know that only Nich and Skip read this and not sure if they even blog any more... hello if you do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little Monkey is 15 weeks old, the time has flown by it is so strange that the post down there re my birth was so long ago, it feels like last week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is doing grand and learning new things all the time.  She is laughing now.  She would have little chuckles  but last weekend was proper laughter when Tom was swinging his pants hehe.  She si also a very chatty girl and likes to blow raspberries.  I really wish I knew what she was saying when she babbles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is stupid hot atm which is making it hard for her to nap in the day, lots of walking in the pram kinda helps her get some zzZZzzs but then I am fit for nothing as I just melt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was supposed to have had her eye ops by now but the stupid hospital cancelled them at the last minute. we are booked in fro August.  Fingers crossed that I'm not an emotional yoyo the week before like I was this time as I won't have Tom to look after me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today England crashed out of the world cup, they were poor throughout so no big surprise.  I am currently watching Argentina v Mexico it is quite a fun game but both of todays matches bring up the question of why FIFA are still refusing to go with the wonders of technology as there have been two bad decisions on goals.  Poor Mr Lampard had a goal/no goal as neither the ref or linesman saw it even though EVERYONE else did and Mr Tevez got a goal that never was.  Although in those two matches it didn't make a difference anyway.  England were beaten 4-1 and Mexico 3-1.  I did feel sorry for Mexico though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Cup time obviously means it is summer time and by gum we are actually having a summer this year.  It has been hot and sunny for aaages now, although this weekend has been a little too hot.  We could really do with an awesome thunder storm to clear the air a bit.  It is due to rain this week so lets see what that does, hopefully get things greener as everything is starting to yellow atm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer also bring Big Brother, this is the last one which some people seem sad about but after the first couple they have been shite.  It is a freak show rather than a social experiment these days.  That said I have found myself watching it this year - partly because it is the last one and also because I am on maternity leave and a large part of that is to watch crap TV :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That will do for now I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-5673108596802969498?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5673108596802969498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=5673108596802969498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5673108596802969498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5673108596802969498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2010/06/wee-updatey.html' title='Wee Updatey'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/TCe0AkHWSPI/AAAAAAAAADc/GpqLR5ktpKo/s72-c/16.06.10+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-4732861858330785095</id><published>2010-06-27T19:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T19:47:57.761+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>This is just a test using a blog app for the iPod, of it works OK I may get back to blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will help fill the time during feeds and in this heat there are a lot more of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-4732861858330785095?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4732861858330785095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=4732861858330785095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/4732861858330785095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/4732861858330785095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2010/06/test.html' title='Test'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-8261126826966855904</id><published>2010-03-26T12:12:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-03-26T12:13:08.887Z</updated><title type='text'>My Birth Story</title><content type='html'>On Thursday 11th March 2010 (40+6) I woke up around 5.30am feeling quite uncomfortable but thought nothing of it as I had been having Braxton Hicks and I had done a little bit of running again the day before.  I tried to ignore it even though the pains were clearly different from how I had been feeling the previous few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom’s alarm went off at 6am and I was wondering around the bedroom whilst he was getting ready and in the back of my mind I was thinking I should ask him to stay off work but never said anything to him other than that I felt a bit twingy.  I really thought it would settle soon and I would be back in bed by 7am and then spend the morning watching Phil and Holly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He set off for work so cue the pains getting stronger and it dawning on me that I might actually be in labour.  I decided not to call him as they could settle down and I could be there for a long time.  At 7.20am I decided that the TENS machine might be needed and I started timing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.10 I decided that I needed Tom with me so called him, he was in a meeting at the time so all attention wason him and they quickly packed him off home back down the motorway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was very long with contractions coming every 4 minutes.  I had a MW appointment that lunch time for a sweep, obviously no longer needed but we strolled down to the doctors just so that I could talk to someone about what was happening.  She confirmed that all was well and that there should be a baby that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rang the hospital to put them on notice and spent the afternoon walking up and down the living room and leaning on the walls during contractions waiting for them it get to 3 in 10 minutes.  However at 5.30pm they slowed to 1 every 10 minutes, booo.  I was feeling tired at this stage so decided to go and have a lie down which was very uncomfortable but it meant I was getting a few minutes sleep between contractions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up an hour later and they started to speed up again but wouldn’t get passed 1 every 4 minutes.  I rang the hospital who told me to stay home if I could handle it, I knew I could but being so tired I just wanted someone to help.  I said I would stay home and watch Eastenders and then review it.  Does anyone remember Thursdays episode of Easties?  It was the one were Ian had stolen Marie’s birth video to show Lucy, so I stood leaning against the wall in pain listening to someone having a baby haha.  I think that made me crack as I turned to Tom and said that’s it I don’t care what they say I am going in and off we set with plenty of well wishes from the neighbours (I wonder if they could hear me haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we arrived at the hospital and were introduced to a MW that had helped with SILs birth two weeks prior.  Rachael and Ross hadn’t liked her and said she was horrible but I could not disagree more.  Her name was Mary and she was a realist who tells you everything that may or may not happen, which is probably why they didn’t like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being warned that I there was a chance I might be sent home if I wasn’t dilating I was pleased to hear that I was 3 cm woohoo so I was allowed to get settled in.  I then spent a few hours leaning against the wall and window sill, being the lovely wife that I am I even let Tom get some shut eye on the bed trying to keep the noise down during contractions haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 2 am I was getting tired but had made it to 7/8 cm and was feeling proud of myself but the baby shifted position and I started to get the contractions in my thighs really badly, it was painful to stand any longer but a nice break for my back.  I was given some diamorphine to help me get some sleep.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent from 5am through to after lunch trying to stay mobile to keep things going, not easily done with burning legs, I had a play on the birthing ball and Michelle (the new midwife) was lovely and got hot water and towels to try and ease it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 2pm I was still 7/8 cm and I remember a couple of people talking about action line as during contractions by heart rate went really high and baby went low.  I just remember thinking ooh action line that must be like threshold criteria in work and zoned out thinking about Care Proceedings heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was agreed that they were going to send me down to the delivery unit to give me a drip to help get things moving again and so that they could keep a closer eye on me and baby.  At this stage I remember crying as my legs were so sore and I was tired so they decided that as there was going to be a wait between me moving and the drip getting going they would give me another shot of diamorphine to let me get some sleep so I could have the energy to push.  I remember asking for this a lot once they said I could have it and telling Michelle that I normally hate needles but I was sooo happy to see her with that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the only time I cried and I couldn’t stop apologising for crying and shouting through my contractions!  Tom was lovely and made sure I had everything I needed and reassured me that I was actually being quite quiet and promised me I wasn’t like that shouting girl from One Born Every Minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got shipped off and Tom was told it was going to be several hours before things got started so he decided to go home and grab a bit of sleep, being the man giant that he is the small chair he had been in all night hadn’t done him any good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still sleepy from the needle but waking for contractions and seeing a midwife called Jane sitting next to my bed making notes of the readings from the machine.  I remember telling her that this must be a really boring part for her watching me sleep and then promptly went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up a little later with a real urge to push, Jane didn’t think it would be time yet and I remember babbling on about possibly needing a poo as I heard stories about getting the two confused.  As she was getting ready to check me out I just remember repeating that I needed to go to the toilet haha being checked I had gone to 9 ½ cm so Jane ran off to call Tom to get him back to hospital, he had only been home for 30 minutes – if I had known it would kick things off I would have sent him home hours earlier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then tried my best not to want to push as I wanted Tom to be there, thankfully the hospital isn’t too far away so he was back quick sticks :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So onto the pushing part – this was bizarre.  I was still getting the contractions through my legs and after each contraction I had terrible cramp in my right thigh.  I loooove my midwife though as she realised I appeared to be in more pain after the contraction so she would lift my leg for me and give it a good rub whilst waiting for the next contraction.  I also love gas and air even though I kept getting giggles as I kept making duck noises with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With our heartbeats doing funny things still a doctor was called in to examine us as after an hour pushing not much seemed to be happening.  A lovely doctor came in and I can not remember her name.  She had a look and a prod and announced that two more pushes and the baby would be born, this was a fab relief as not much would happen so cue me pushing as hard as I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember telling them I was tearing as I could feel it, Jane said I wasn’t – liar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5.37pm with one massive push Olivia was born!  She weighed in at 7lb 6oz.  I have never felt so proud and in love ever.  It was fantastic.  After a cuddle she was whisked away to be cleaned up and weighed and checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane then started to sorted out my tear and had to go and get a doctor as she said it was a deep tear and thought it might be 3rd degree but she couldn’t tell so off she goes to get a doctor.  In strolls a doctor who gives me a big smile, prods my undercarriage, announces that “sphincter is good” grins at me and walks out.  This gave me the giggles, in fact it did for a week after birth.  So I was sewn up which again was bizarre as it didn’t hurt but I could feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all cleaned up and sorted out Olivia was given back to me and she latched on and fed like a pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to spend 4 days in hospital as she has inherited my broken eyes but the hospital were great and added me onto the Monday morning clinic so she could be seen straight away and get a referral to the children’s hospital within a few weeks rather than months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent Monday morning sat on the neonatal ward.  My baby who I thought was so small looked huuuge next to those teeny babies.  After being checked out the doctor said that she did have cataracts and although they were central in her eyes they didn’t appear to be very dense so things might not be too bad :)  We are off for a trip to the hospital on 1st April for more tests and plan the way forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not believe that that was two weeks ago now.  We have had a fair amount of trouble with breast feeding.  After the initial good feed she decided that she was going to be lazy and although she has a great latch she wouldn’t suck.  We are working at it and she is much better but it is still a bit of a task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time has flown by and I am loving being a mum, it is wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichola you’re next and I am sooo excited :)  Then roll on Summer 2011 and the picnic in the field hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-8261126826966855904?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/8261126826966855904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=8261126826966855904' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/8261126826966855904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/8261126826966855904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-birth-story.html' title='My Birth Story'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-4004013660556001588</id><published>2010-03-09T19:10:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-09T19:17:54.428Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want my baby to arrive now,  I am feeling thoroughly sorry for myself today as I have woken up with a bit of snot and a head ache which are just harder to cope with atm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given my powers of making people give birth when I tell them this year "well the two pregnancies I have known happen so far) I am praying that my prediction of 10th is correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to meeting baby no name and have a good cuddle rather than taking turns to poke each other through my belly haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also my patience that I can normally control well if wearing thin, thankfully I am able to take it out on the cold callers and no one i like - for now haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well I am going to research labour inducing techniques heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-4004013660556001588?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4004013660556001588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=4004013660556001588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/4004013660556001588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/4004013660556001588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want-my-baby-to-arrive-now-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-9075746566466786829</id><published>2010-01-10T11:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-10T11:26:14.808Z</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>It's getting a bit real now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pregnancy.baby-gaga.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tickers.baby-gaga.com/p/dev063pr___.png" alt="having a baby" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-9075746566466786829?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/9075746566466786829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=9075746566466786829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/9075746566466786829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/9075746566466786829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2010/01/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-5013742932992708858</id><published>2009-11-05T20:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:01:32.596Z</updated><title type='text'>Wriggler</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- Begin of mycountdown.org script --&gt;  &lt;div align="center" style="margin:15px 0px 0px 0px"&gt;  &lt;noscript&gt;  &lt;div align="center" style="width:140px;border:1px solid #ccc; background: #050505; color: #FC00AC;font-weight:bold;font-size:12px;"&gt;  &lt;a style="text-decoration: none; color: #FC00AC;" href="http://mycountdown.org/Special_Day/New_Baby/"&gt;New Baby Countdown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/noscript&gt;  &lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mycountdown.org/countdown.php?cp3_Hex=FC00B0&amp;cp2_Hex=050505&amp;cp1_Hex=FC00AC&amp;ham=0&amp;img=&amp;hbg=0&amp;hfg=0&amp;sid=0&amp;fwdt=200&amp;text1=New Baby&amp;text2=New Baby&amp;group=Special Day&amp;countdown=New Baby&amp;widget_number=3010&amp;event_time=1267747200"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- End of mycountdown.org script --&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little one is wriggling around loads and it is just amazing!  Due date is exactly 4 months today, maybe I should possibly sit down and start thinking about baby things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully that ticker doo dah has some pink on it somewhere due to the fact that Haribo Skittle Scholes is going to be of the girl variety! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is very exciting at the moment, good news ahoy and I can now officially look forward to Christmas seeing as today is Guy Fawkes so no more events before then woohoo!  Roll on all the parties! 3 nights out planned so far, two are right after each other!  Thank goodness I am starting to have a little more energy again :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for now I thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-5013742932992708858?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5013742932992708858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=5013742932992708858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5013742932992708858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5013742932992708858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/11/wriggler.html' title='Wriggler'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-618101358749716202</id><published>2009-10-29T21:37:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:40:17.549Z</updated><title type='text'>Countdown</title><content type='html'>Thought I would post this here to maybe make me realise I need to start thinking about the fact that I have a baby on the way haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in triple figures of days for countdown, no need to worry yet :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- Begin of mycountdown.org script --&gt;  &lt;div align="center" style="margin:15px 0px 0px 0px"&gt;  &lt;noscript&gt;  &lt;div align="center" style="width:140px;border:1px solid #ccc; background: #FFFFFF; color: #000080;font-weight:bold;font-size:12px;"&gt;  &lt;a style="text-decoration: none; color: #000080;" href="http://mycountdown.org/Special_Day/New_Baby/"&gt;New Baby Countdown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/noscript&gt;  &lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://mycountdown.org/countdown.php?cp3_Hex=FFB200&amp;cp2_Hex=FFFFFF&amp;cp1_Hex=000080&amp;ham=0&amp;img=1&amp;hbg=0&amp;hfg=0&amp;sid=0&amp;fwdt=200&amp;text1=New Baby&amp;text2=Happy New Baby&amp;group=Special Day&amp;countdown=New Baby&amp;widget_number=3015&amp;event_time=1267747200"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- End of mycountdown.org script --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-618101358749716202?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/618101358749716202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=618101358749716202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/618101358749716202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/618101358749716202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-baby-countdown.html' title='Countdown'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-266415403505709980</id><published>2009-09-16T21:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T21:43:09.358+01:00</updated><title type='text'>3 months on</title><content type='html'>So I guess I should update as it has been a very long time, almost three months!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the last post I was hoping for three things that weekend they were, time off, lotto win and a BFP.  I knew I would get one and I said three would be greedy but I was lucky enough to get two and I’m not millionaire :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 19th June I tested as I was going out that night and got a negative result, I kept the fact I tested to myself as it was nice to try and ignore it.  I had a few drinkies after work to cheer myself up although it was a slight disappointment as the girls could not make mojitos! Bah, next day we popped to see Miss Mainey at a BBQ and had a few drinks but again not much as I was tired.  I cried myself to sleep that night as I had cramps and was certain the next day I was going to come on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up Sunday and no monthly friend, I was a little surprised I tended to start during my sleep (I am sharing aren’t I haha)  trying to fool myself on TTC with my symptoms that had vanished a few days earlier but I thought what the hell lets POAS.  I didn’t wake Tom up didn’t really see the point.  A line kinda of sort off appeared but not really.  Thus lots of shouting from downstairs trying to get Tom, he had his ipod on so couldn’t hear me.  He agreed that there was almost a line and said “maybe it means you’re almost pregnant” haha.  We went along to tesco but I couldn’t buy a digital test there as I was convinced I would run into one of our partners so went to boots that afternoon and tested and I was rather shocked to read the word pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day was Father’s Day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never posted after that as I didn’t want to jinx anything!  Seeing as I am now almost 16 weeks I though that I should do an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregnancy wise it has been an eye opener.  No matter how often you hear about symptoms and what may happen, I really wasn’t expecting the level of sleepiness that I had.  Seriously, I would get in from work and sit down and I would be a gone for two hours, wake up and eat my tea and then in bed by 9 until the alarm at 7!  Weekends consisted of loooong afternoon naps.  Sickness didn’t really kick in until about 10 weeks and was a weird kind of comfort.  Obviously being sick isn’t nice but it was reassuring to know that there was obviously something going on inside me to make me feel that way heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sickness has settled down and although I am still sick every couple of days I don’t feel sick constantly and now it is kind of “uh oh feel sick, uh oh am sick ahhh right what was I doing haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at a stage now were my clothes are getting tight and I am trying to decide whether I have the start of a bump or its too much cake haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So life the past few months has been sleep, work, sleep, food, sleep and a little more sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work wise things are twenty million times better!!  I kind of had a mini breakdown when I was getting taken in to see the managing partner about things that I felt totally unable to control.  I decided that stress and snide comments were a bad combination for me and asked for a role change.  I am now back in Liverpool as a secretary.  A comment was made that I would be begging for my old job back after a week of typing for one partner but I really could not be happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is fab to be back with Vicki and Ellie and the other girls and lovely to see Gem all the time as she spends more time in Court than in her office which is great for us :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so nice to go in and know that comments will not be made that I finish on time.  This was a huge bug bear with people in work as most of us would get into work an hour early and eat lunch at our desk but it was always comments about us leaving at 5.  If we went in at 9 and had our lunch and stayed until 7 it would have made them happier but were did it matter when we worked the extra time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so ready to just walk out which would have been sad as I have worked with the company for 9 years and I do like most of the people there but thankfully it has all worked out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week in particular has been really nice as the partner I am working for this week is just lovely and is a rare breed in knowing how to say thank you and actually mean it.  I am enjoying the work sitting and typing and not actually having to think about things is lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt in time I will miss my old role and I will be keeping my practising certificate going for a while so the option is still there but it was nice that as far as my cases went I finished on a high.  A case that had me stressing at the mention of it stayed with me after my move as it was listed for a final hearing.  The barrister for the other side can be a horror and was patronising at most of the hearings and my confidence was knocked a fair but due to all the extra stress.  It went to final hearing and I spent hooooooooours preparing for it and hoorah it paid off as we got what we were looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In family cases we always say that no one is a winner, which I true especially in children’s cases, but some of the things that happened in this case really annoyed me and I really started to take the whole thing far too personally in the end and I am soooo glad that the outcome was a good one (for the child as well not just my client!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this getting to be a rather long post and I am getting tired.  Liverpool have just won against Debenhams (OK I have no idea who they were playing but it said Deb) so it will be a happy office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to keep up to date with this again now effort this mammoth effort :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-266415403505709980?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/266415403505709980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=266415403505709980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/266415403505709980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/266415403505709980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-months-on.html' title='3 months on'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-9047661634121509010</id><published>2009-06-17T20:14:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:22:18.986+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nearing the end...</title><content type='html'>... of this cycle and for some reason I have gone crackers making up random symptoms haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just looking for an excuse to have an extended period of time off work as it is rather sucky at present, so a focus on getting away from it is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I post on a baby talk forum who have a daily thread for people who are TTC and they are all nutter (in the nicest way) but they are having a bad influence on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the countdown to Saturday is really on for a few reasons firstly af is due so I'll have an answer, secondly NO WORK whoop whoop and finally I am going to get the winning six numbers on the lottery haha.  Well I know that there will be a definite 1 out 3 and as meatloaf said two out of three ain't bad and I'd be happy with either of the other two.  Getting all three would probably just be greedy hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Julia's 30th I've been remembering this fact for a week and I hope that I remember tomorrow so that I can send her a text.  if I put it on here it will be a reminder :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was something else that I was supposed to blog about, I remember sitting at my desk thinking "aah I am going to blog that" but I have forgotten, I really should write things down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right I am going in search of some chocolate, I know that there must be some in my bag!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care lovelies xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-9047661634121509010?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/9047661634121509010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=9047661634121509010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/9047661634121509010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/9047661634121509010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/06/nearing-end.html' title='Nearing the end...'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-1110583059707307647</id><published>2009-06-14T21:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T21:55:37.260+01:00</updated><title type='text'>June Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gemmascholes/3604220635/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2477/3604220635_f0a8b437d2_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gemmascholes/3604220635/"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Tom at ESB&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/gemmascholes/"&gt;digitalskittles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well it really is time for an update as it has been a month!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well obviously the best thing about May was our trip to New York for our anniversary.  It is such a crazy city unlike any other.  It is fast and fun with so much to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was glad to see that the people aren’t as angry as I have heard.  There are so real crazies but most are really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did so much in our week but there is still so much that we didn’t get a chance to do.  We walk so so much and ached every night when we got back to our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did the major things like Empire State Building, Top of the Rock and some museums.  We took a ferry ride to Liberty Island.  Saw Avenue Q on Broadway (which was ace) and went to a comedy show.  We took tours around NBC and around Maddison Square Garden.  We walked around Central Park and to Central park Zoo (aka schitzu hehe).  We went to Ground Zero which really is just a building site at present but the plans look good.  We also walked along Fifth Avenue looking at all the shops.  We also dropped into Madam Tossauds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite was TOTR, we went later in the evening and stayed up there whilst it was getting dark.  Fantastic views over the whole city.  Plus they have this crazy light room where the lights have sensors and follow you around.  Tom has put some embarrassing vids on YouTube of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also loved walking across Brooklyn Bridge, it was a nice day and we just talked all eh way across.  When we got to the other side we went to The Brooklyn Ice Cream Factory for some delicious ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much more that we did but I don’t want to bore everyone hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after we got back I went to see Girls Aloud with the girls and Chris.  It was a lovely day so we met in the pub at 4.30 and had a few glasses of vino collapso before we went to eat and then onto the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a fab time and it was a fab show and sang our favourite songs.  Sadly Vicki couldn’t go as the mean university made her sit exams on the day of the concert and the morning after.  I did ring her though so that she could have a listen and a dance hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was back to work, nuff said! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was Al’s birthday so the boys went for a night out and I had a lovely evening with Skip, Nich and Logan.  We sat in a cooed over gorgeous Logan, ate biscuits and sweets and watched Mama Mia which was fab :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no update on the baby front boo, I’m trying not to let it get to me but I have to be patient, I’m not very good at being patient hehe!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to see Terminator on Saturday.  It was very loud, I love going to the cinema and watching loud movies.  It was fun but there is just something about Christian Bale, I don’t not like him I just don’t particularly like him.  Tom thinks it’s because he can’t talk.  He is either shouting or uses the stupid gruff voice.  TALK MAN!  He seems the same for most characters he plays.  Apart from American Psycho, I have to say he was very good in that though saying someone is a good psycho may not be the best compliment hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought myself a new toy yesterday as well.  A Sony Reader which I am loving.  I have transferred a lot of my books from my laptop to it so now I can keep reading when I am on the bus or at dinner.  It came with 100 classic books so I am going to work my way through that.  I am going to read The Strange case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hide, we call one of the people in work that so I am going to read the book!!  It also has War and Peace and there is something in me that actually fancies reading that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still no job for Thomas which is a little worrying as he only has two weeks left at this one.  He was an interview set up for 29th June so I am just going to keep my fingers crossed for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have to say that I love lolcats, it really cheers me to just sit and scroll through the pictures.  I did that before typing this as Sunday evenings are the second most depressing time of the week, Monday morning being the first.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all for now so I shall sign off and decide what to watch tonight.  Tomorrow is Monday and therefore the countdown to the weekend :) nothing planned for this week other than stinky boo work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a goodun folks xx&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-1110583059707307647?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/1110583059707307647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=1110583059707307647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/1110583059707307647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/1110583059707307647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-update.html' title='June Update'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2477/3604220635_f0a8b437d2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-316882646855222408</id><published>2009-05-18T07:50:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T07:51:29.417+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Waaaaaah it's monday again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/ShEFZrBF1wI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Z7UPTUmXyBw/s1600-h/MONDAY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/ShEFZrBF1wI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Z7UPTUmXyBw/s400/MONDAY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337052972012918530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-316882646855222408?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/316882646855222408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=316882646855222408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/316882646855222408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/316882646855222408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/05/waaaaaah-its-monday-again.html' title='Waaaaaah it&apos;s monday again'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/ShEFZrBF1wI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Z7UPTUmXyBw/s72-c/MONDAY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-925376482216452245</id><published>2009-05-13T21:56:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:02:22.964+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Audity stresshead</title><content type='html'>AaAaarrrRrrRgGggGGggGhHhHhhhh STRESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are being audited in work and apparently the powers that be aren't looking too happy so we're all scaring ourselves that it is going badly and we'll all be out of a job by Friday hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As well as being audited we're having our computer systems updated so we keep getting kicked off the servers or our PCs keep freezing, its a pain in the arse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also in a shocking turn around clients are actually turning up for appointments.  In the past three days I have had 10 clients booked in and 9 have turned up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am soooo tired due to weekend madness and soo much work.  I also think I am coming down with something as my throat is hurty.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a moaner today haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a look on lol cats as it is always good to make me smile.  I chose this one in honour of our pants computers in work today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sgs1UAGQ2bI/AAAAAAAAACs/0yDDz0TyhSY/s1600-h/crtaltdlt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sgs1UAGQ2bI/AAAAAAAAACs/0yDDz0TyhSY/s400/crtaltdlt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335416801290410418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-925376482216452245?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/925376482216452245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=925376482216452245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/925376482216452245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/925376482216452245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/05/audity-stresshead.html' title='Audity stresshead'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sgs1UAGQ2bI/AAAAAAAAACs/0yDDz0TyhSY/s72-c/crtaltdlt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-6244215809981308010</id><published>2009-05-07T20:38:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T20:46:31.095+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Beeeeautiful Baby and an update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/SgM4_ATIBgI/AAAAAAAAACc/tNGHZ1ne8V8/s1600-h/loganskip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/SgM4_ATIBgI/AAAAAAAAACc/tNGHZ1ne8V8/s400/loganskip.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333169038799930882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let’s have a little update then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to post a few pics of the lovely Logan Alan Parsons Kelly (Skip hope you don’t mind, only you and Nich seem to read my blog anyway! Hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is absolutely gorgeous little one!  I sat looking through the photos and started crying and couldn’t stop.  Tears of joy for Skip and Al.  I’ve been a little emotional today and it was just the release my mind seemed to need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to when they are all settled in and ready for visitors.  I need to go a squidge his knees.  I love baby legs when they’re cute and squishy hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No news on out baby front.  We’re onto cycle 7, let’s hope it is lucky for us :)  This cycle is due to end as we’re off to NY so there are two options we have.  The first half of the holiday I will be crampy though probably not miserable considering I am away hehe or we have to call out baby Brooklyn :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was considering packing a pg test but that is probably just asking for a negative result at the end of the cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So New York is only two weeks and two ½ sleeps away!!  I am sooo giddy but feel unprepared for it.  I’m a planning freak and would normally have everything planned out or at least have some sort of idea of what we’re doing but I don’t!  I keep thinking I will do it at the weekend but I won’t have time, I need to focus on it at some point preferably not Saturday before we fly on the Sunday hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this weekend is going to be a busy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night I am doing a 9k walk around Liverpool docks.  It starts at midnight!!  I was excited about it when we signed up months ago but not so much now as the person who got us involved has backed out.  Gayle and I are doing it and hoping that we can get it done in a respectable time and get home to bed hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walk is to raise funds for the Roy Castle Lung Cancer Foundation who we have been supporting in the woolton office.  We went a fashion show they organised in Debenhams last week and I really enjoyed it.  If they do another one I am going to get a gang of girls together and make a night of it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we are throwing ourselves off the police HQ in town.  I am actually really looking forward to this.  I want to get some good snaps from the top of the building showing the city.  This one is to raise money for Bradbury Fields who support blind and partially sighted people and also towards Red Balloon (I think?) who are settling up a school for children who have been bullied and in memory of Jamie Bulger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping that I’m not too tired on Monday morning, someone has booked a client in for me at 9.15 waaaah that is too early to try and focus on a Monday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is quite depressing at the moment.  I am still hoping for that lottery win though it is never going to come!  Jo and I say in work the other day deciding what we were going to do with the money.  Dreaming is good and hopefully one day it will come true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the random babbling means that it is probably time to sign off for now.  Hopefully post middle of next week with some photos from the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatty byes for now blogfolks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS I had to add one last photo as I love Logan's eyes and his face and his hair - oooh so cute and ooooooh so broody hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/SgM5GQth5WI/AAAAAAAAACk/Pr7LdY3o1ug/s1600-h/logan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/SgM5GQth5WI/AAAAAAAAACk/Pr7LdY3o1ug/s400/logan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333169163464729954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-6244215809981308010?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6244215809981308010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=6244215809981308010' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/6244215809981308010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/6244215809981308010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/05/beeeeautiful-baby-and-update.html' title='Beeeeautiful Baby and an update'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/SgM4_ATIBgI/AAAAAAAAACc/tNGHZ1ne8V8/s72-c/loganskip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-4392142305356998541</id><published>2009-05-02T14:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T14:39:26.104+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because it made me smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2009/05/01/funny-pictures-happiness-is/"&gt;&lt;img class="mine_3858036" title="funny-pictures-cat-has-his-own-sunbeam" src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2009/04/funny-pictures-cat-has-his-own-sunbeam.jpg" alt="funny pictures of cats with captions" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;Lolcats and funny pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-4392142305356998541?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4392142305356998541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=4392142305356998541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/4392142305356998541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/4392142305356998541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-because-it-made-me-smile.html' title='Just because it made me smile'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-7565908387594416790</id><published>2009-04-27T22:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:18:44.857+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan Alan Parsons Kelly</title><content type='html'>I was so supposed to do a decent post but as I am having a really thick day I forgot.  I will do a good update tomorrow but at least had to to a post to mark the day that Skip finally popped :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan was born today weighing 9lb 15!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to lots of piccis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update tomorrow (or Wednesday!)&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-7565908387594416790?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/7565908387594416790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=7565908387594416790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/7565908387594416790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/7565908387594416790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/04/logan-alan-parsons-kelly.html' title='Logan Alan Parsons Kelly'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-3218635866414021698</id><published>2009-04-22T18:15:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T18:19:56.252+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vimrod daily dose'/><title type='text'>Update on nothing much</title><content type='html'>I have been meaning to post on my blog each day for a while.  I keep thinking of things that I want to say but when I turn my laptop on I check the usual websites and then I start reading my eBooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted today as I wanted to add a picture of the daily dose I got today.  Each morning I get these funny emails and they do brighten up my mornings.  A lot of them are about work which makes me smile even more.  I like to print them off and leave them on random peoples desks to spread the joy.  The past ones are &lt;a href="http://www.lastlemon.com/dailydose/"&gt;heeeeere.&lt;/a&gt;  You can sign up to the daily emails to add a nice touch to your weekday mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Se9Q6-dHFgI/AAAAAAAAACU/eg_eE6nQIpk/s1600-h/vimrod.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Se9Q6-dHFgI/AAAAAAAAACU/eg_eE6nQIpk/s400/vimrod.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327565858330318338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to blog this one as it is about writing.  I want to read a lot more before I write and as I have either posted here or said in my head I aim to submit before I am 30.  I like the way I lose myself in a book the first time I read it and then re-read it with a different view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also said that I wanted to be a Domestic Goddess by the time I am 30 as well.  That is two good goals.  I might go and look for one of those 30 things to do before you’re 30 lists see what I can tick off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the life of me I can’t remember what I was going to post about.  I might find out how to blog from my mobile so that I can keep track of my thoughts as I go along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for now I shall leave it at that and go and figure out what to cook my lovely hubbly for tea when he gets home, see a domestic goddess in the making hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-3218635866414021698?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/3218635866414021698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=3218635866414021698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/3218635866414021698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/3218635866414021698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-on-nothing-much.html' title='Update on nothing much'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Se9Q6-dHFgI/AAAAAAAAACU/eg_eE6nQIpk/s72-c/vimrod.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-259150446957894773</id><published>2009-04-14T21:02:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:18:38.363+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Children’s Tooth Fairy (Shillings Under the Pillow) Regulations 2009</title><content type='html'>Well I seem to spend a lot of time whinging about work lately so though I would say that I had a fun day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started off in work actually going to concentrate until I got talked into going to town for a course and to spend the afternoon in the Liverpool office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The course although at parts was quite interesting it was interesting for the wrong reasons.  It was all about DNA testing, I thought I was going to learn about drugs testing and alcohol testing.  It was a science lesson in reality and had feck all to do with family law apart from the last 2 minutes when he told us how fast they can get results if need be and tried to talk us all into using their company and not the one the is normally used. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a mild form of amusement by way of questions about contamination of samples by taking a mouth swab after naughtiness and about paternity on twins were there were two fertilised eggs and two dads as mum had been rather busy.  It got us out the office and 2 CPD points at least :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least it got me into town were we just laughed so much about things that if I wrote here would not be funny.  I think it is a case of you had to be there but our talks went from the cross contamination above, when Cadburys was founded.  The best answer to that was well it had to be after Willy Wonka, hehe.  It was so funny explaining that Willy Wonka wasn’t real.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also discussion of The Children’s Tooth fairy (Shilling Under the Pillow) Regulations 2009 and how the implementation of these regulations affected the Children Act 1989 giving special consideration to children in the care of the local authority. Although the regulations are rather genius to a legal geek someone had waaaaaaaay to much time on their hands.  I might add it to this post of I can find them online.  I love that they are signed off by Tinkerbell M.P :) and are only valid in England and Never Never land hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the amusement of this afternoon I sadly got very little work done, whoops.  I will get lots done tomorrow and even more on Thursday as I am on my own on Thursday as Jo is on holiday so think I will shut the door, but the phone on voicemail for a few hours and sit on the floor and go through my filing cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah bollards Chelsea have come back after half time like a new team and have scored two goals, grrr.  Might turn over and watch All the small things, love this programme and I get to sing along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tomorrow is half way through the week woohoo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh due to the layout of the blog it was hard to read so I am linking someone else' blog with it.  &lt;a href="http://monaxle.com/2009/04/04/the-children%E2%80%99s-tooth-fairy-shillings-under-the-pillow-regulations-2009/"&gt;Clicky Click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-259150446957894773?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/259150446957894773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=259150446957894773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/259150446957894773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/259150446957894773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/04/childrens-tooth-fairy-shillings-under.html' title='The Children’s Tooth Fairy (Shillings Under the Pillow) Regulations 2009'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-2348709565873941603</id><published>2009-04-13T21:28:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:29:23.991+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kelly Clarkson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiona Harper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne McAllister'/><title type='text'>Plenty of reading.</title><content type='html'>Aah so the end of the long weekend is upon us, how sad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I mentioned a few posts ago that I had bought the new Kelly Clarkson CD.  I have to say I really, really like it.  I have spent so much time singing and dancing away to it.  Normally when I grab my MP3 player I click random play but I realised today that I set it up to play “All I ever wanted”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also done lots of reading this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having been led to H-I-A-T I was reading Anne McAllister’s blog and saw a post with a rather captivating picture of Sebastian Savas.  It is nice to have an image in my head already rather than just drawing one up so I bought Savas’ Defiant Mistress which I really enjoyed.  Great characters, fab story and I fell in love with harm, the dog.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found The Wanton Bride by Mary Brendan.  I had been looking for it as after reading A Practical Mistress as I needed to know the story of Emily and Mark.  I did enjoy APM more but it was a good read.  This is a historical romance, I am expanding my romance reading hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another book that I was waiting to be released was Blind-Date baby by Fiona Harper.  This is one of a three book collection called blind date brides.  The first book was nine-to-five bride by Jennie Adams which I enjoyed.  The collection is about three woman who join a dating website and become online friends who help each other through the road of dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to keep reading good books rather than reading crappy statements and stupid senseless letters in work.  I really need to pick myself up in work and not let it get to me.  I will love work I will love work haha at least the boss isn’t in this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to consider doing some tidying today I forgot and it is too late now hehe  I have done some ironing though so that is actually some effort being made.  I really have spent the weekend just reading and eating chocolate hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right I am going to leave it at the as I want to update  a few links so I can just log on here and navigate the internet much easier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-2348709565873941603?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/2348709565873941603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=2348709565873941603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2348709565873941603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2348709565873941603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/04/plenty-of-reading.html' title='Plenty of reading.'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-66559154267547745</id><published>2009-04-12T22:38:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:45:27.798+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kate Walker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hugh in a towel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne McAllister'/><title type='text'>Hugh in a towel</title><content type='html'>I have spent the weekend quite excited about reading and writing.  It is so nice to have a passion about reading again.  I was forever reading as a child, I would read EVERYTHING!  I think at times I drove my mother mad by constantly jabbering away reading anything close to hand and if there weren’t any books the back of a cereal box would do hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was ahead of my reading age and would devour books.  I was constantly being encouraged by a teacher Miss Fozzard to let my imagination run riot and get ideas on paper.  I remember crying when she left school.  Before she left to called my mum into a meeting about me and asked if she could take some of my work with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to remember when my reading stopped.  It certainly slowed right down as teenage years began and it seemed much better to rebel against everything and go a little crazy than read.  Though I do have to admit that I did have some good friends and at times sitting on chaffers running fields drinking Mad Dog 20/20 was the best place in the word.  I also have to chuckle when the police turned up one dark night and gang of teenagers started running around the track pretending we were all well behaved and there for a purpose of running haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh I have digressed somewhat haven’t I?  Excited about my reignited love of reading to mad dog 20 20!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/SeJgsbPAxoI/AAAAAAAAACM/N44fXfkBOG8/s1600-h/HIAT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/SeJgsbPAxoI/AAAAAAAAACM/N44fXfkBOG8/s400/HIAT.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323924025846580866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As well as reading books I have started to follow a number of blogs by some authors  like.  I have also been enjoying the threads on the M&amp;B forum.  I am very grateful for the blogs and the forums as I have been pointed towards Hugh Jackman in a towel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to Tom yesterday about going to see Wolverine as it is the kind of film he likes and I can perve over Hugh.  This picture has made me smile and will ensure that we go the cinema to see it.  It has also made me add Swordfish to our dvd rental list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.annemcallister.com/blog/"&gt;Anne McAllister&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://kate-walker.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kate Walker&lt;/a&gt; may get me in trouble as I think I shall have to put this picture somewhere in my office for me and Jo to get distracted by when clients, files and work in general gets too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was something else I was supposed to blog about today but for the life of me I can not remember.  Time for a little bit more chocolate and looking at pictures of Hugh :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-66559154267547745?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/66559154267547745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=66559154267547745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/66559154267547745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/66559154267547745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/04/hugh-in-towel.html' title='Hugh in a towel'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/SeJgsbPAxoI/AAAAAAAAACM/N44fXfkBOG8/s72-c/HIAT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-3365354388304739117</id><published>2009-04-10T17:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T17:13:10.263+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing, stripping and 9 years of romance :)</title><content type='html'>So time for a little update then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I did it, the hair has gone!!  Almost a foot of it gone and this week has been weird trying to get used to it but I am sure it’ll be all good soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is mine on Tom’s anniversary of being together for 9 years, that is reeeeeeally long :)  We’re not doing anything because having two anniversaries is just greedy hehe  We’ve spent the day buying nice things from the supermarket and stripping the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so nearly there!  It is taking sooo long as there are about 6 layers of paper and we have no idea what some of the paper is stuck on with.  The steamer is fab though, and I got bored and had sore arms and started giving myself a mini facial with it.  I think Tom saw that and realised he was tired and we gave up hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a good week this week.  The weekend we went to the swan for a few drinkies for H’s birthday.  It was nice to have a catch up with folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday went to a pub quiz with Nich, Jill and Jill’s friend Alex.  It was fun and we came second which is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we decided to go for Easter drinks.  This was a good chance for us to go out and catch up with Gem and Renu.  People were busy this weekend so we agreed to go for tea and have a couple of drinks in the restaurant and then go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan then evolved to eat and then grab a few cocktails and aim to be home for 9 – 9.30.  When I got to work yesterday it had changed again to we’re going to get the last train home, this way we get to go and have a dance, yay dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s funny how plans never work out that way as I stumbled through the door at 3.10, whoopsies!!  It was such a fun night though all though my feet don’t quite agree with that.  I couldn’t find my good work shoes yesterday morning, they need reheeling so I have put them somewhere to remind me to do it… well after running around like a loon I had to give up and put some new shiny shoes on that I hadn’t quite managed to break in yet so youch I have cut feet and the balls off my feet still hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate hurting feet, I’m normally very good at breaking my shoes in so I can spend the night dancing away without things being too bad the morning after!  I’ll have to get my thick bed socks out and wear the shoes more around the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got quite excited this week as Mills &amp; Boons now have a forum haha.  It’ll be nice to chat to people who are hopeless romantics like myself and I’ve already got some great tips from published authors and there a specific section for people who are aspiring authors, it has given me a new spurt of encouragement for the book.  It is a little odd talking with people thinking ooh I have a few of your books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking back to things that I loved when growing up in particular songs and films.  I used to watch “Heathers” all the time and loved it so much, someone mentioned it this week so I have had to order it, I am rather giddy waiting for it to arrive.  I hope it is as fun as I remembered.  I was so in love with Christian Slater back then hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve also got the urge to watch Buffy the Vampire Slayer again.  Part of me is rather tempted to buy the complete box set.  I loved it to bits but kind of lost track of it when I no longer had the luxury of skyone.  I have my sickness bonus coming to me in April as I think I have only been off sick for two half days so that should be good.  I think I really might buy it!  I love it for introducing me to the wonderful person that is Seth Green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this should be a nice relaxing weekend as four days off work, woooo.  However I am working tomorrow, boooo.  I have also agreed to make some cakes today.  Hmm I should probably get a move on with that.  I’m only doing crispie cakes with mini eggs on top so won’t take too long.  Really wish I didn’t have to!  At least I can eat all the left over cakes YAY haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The diet starts Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o0o Skip have you have the baby yet?? Hehe.  I’m betting Tuesday weight of 7lb 9.  I’m rubbish at guessing games but it’s very exciting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOCOLATE MELTING TIME!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-3365354388304739117?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/3365354388304739117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=3365354388304739117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/3365354388304739117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/3365354388304739117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/04/dancing-stripping-and-9-years-of.html' title='Dancing, stripping and 9 years of romance :)'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-6244969264547962063</id><published>2009-04-04T09:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:03:55.495+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Hair?</title><content type='html'>Well I am going to the hairdressers today.  I am thinking that a new doo will a great confidence boost and be a refreshing change.  I spent so long growing my hair and now I want to chop it hehe, not too short mind as I don't want shorter hair than Thomas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking at getting somewhere between 6 - 9 inches chopped off, eeeek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not an easy thing for me as I am a weird phobia of hairdressers due to the many many hack jobs I have had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vicki offered to chop 5 inches off yesterday so that I wouldn't chicken out, I wish she had done now as I have a fear that I will sit in the chair and the words "just a trim" will fall out of my mouth!  I might write it down that I want a lot chopped and no matter what I say don't only give me a trim hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I better go and get dressed and head into town to find something for H, what to buy I don't know.  I am going to get stressed in town as I will need to rush about to get back for the stupid hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or does the result show for Dancing with the Stars seem to draaaaaag?  maybe its the adverts as well, long live BBC free of ads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might post pictures this afternoon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-6244969264547962063?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6244969264547962063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=6244969264547962063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/6244969264547962063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/6244969264547962063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/04/goodbye-hair.html' title='Goodbye Hair?'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-4772158939068302019</id><published>2009-04-02T20:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:45:03.895+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Meh</title><content type='html'>Cycle 6 booo period pains suck.  Being a woman is crap at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is crap and I can't wait until next Tuesday when one boss goes on holiday and I can relaz mentally and actually concentrate on work hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one day until the weekend time to relax then saturday head to the swan for some birthday drinkies for H.  Ah feck just realised still not got a present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RrrrRRRRrRRrRrrRRRrRRrRrRAaaAaaAAaaaAaAaAAAaAarrRRrrRRrRRrrRrrRRRrrRrrrRRrrRRrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-4772158939068302019?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4772158939068302019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=4772158939068302019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/4772158939068302019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/4772158939068302019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/04/meh.html' title='Meh'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-1440412320484974992</id><published>2009-03-30T21:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:53:13.319+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish</title><content type='html'>I wish that I could go to work and tell some people exactly what I thought of them without there being any consequences!  Today wasn't actually that bad I just saw my clients and got on with my work as the boss was out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to do some bills tomorrow and work really hard and just keep my head down.  It is the end of the financial year which is such a hellish time so I am going to treat myself on Friday if I manage not to crack!! o0o I wonder what that can be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also need to think of what to get H for her birthday.  I have no clue and my head is just frazzled I am hoping that inspiration hits at some point between the bills, clients and crap hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is also the end of cycle 5 and for some reason I am really nervous about it though there is not rational explanation.  I think it is just the stress I have at the moment it just one more thing rather than a week were I keep making pg symptoms up heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just cried at the thought that Leanne the wabbit had died in Corrie but phew she is OK!  ANTM time to zone out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping normal cheery self will be resumed on Friday at 5.15!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-1440412320484974992?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/1440412320484974992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=1440412320484974992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/1440412320484974992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/1440412320484974992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-wish.html' title='I wish'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-373420708294105018</id><published>2009-03-29T14:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:05:45.447+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling a bit sick.</title><content type='html'>I'm actually feeling a bit sick at the moment.  As me and Tom were going to Tesco there was a crash at the end of the road.  A double decker bus went straight into the back of a car that was turning into our road.  There were two kids in the back of the car and the little girl was crying her eyes out along with her mum who was driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was glass and bits of the car everywhere.  We went over the help and everyone was fine.  Mum was in utter shock which upset the children more than the actual crash.  Thankfully it was a big car or I dread to think what would have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped Dad call an ambulance / police and then played with the little boy whilst Dad looked after his daughter and mum went to get her friend who she was visiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fine and we left when everything was under control, went to tesco, came back and made lunch as I've just sat down and been hit with a horrible sick sensation.  The noise was horrendous followed by the screams and crying from mum and the children but I know that they are all OK so I'm being silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that road when having to turn into our road because you can't actually see that there is a right turn until you are right  up to it and cars and buses are always right behind cars in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will go in search of something sweet to settle me down!  If I fail I can just sit and look at the pictures in my last thread!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-373420708294105018?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/373420708294105018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=373420708294105018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/373420708294105018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/373420708294105018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/feeling-bit-sick.html' title='Feeling a bit sick.'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-3118626773052030601</id><published>2009-03-28T23:14:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:43:24.078Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ewan McGregor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Depp'/><title type='text'>mmmmmmm Ewan and Johnny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f56/thebenor/ewan_mcgregor13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 351px;" src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f56/thebenor/ewan_mcgregor13.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this weekend has been a repeat of most weekends, catching up on my TV.  Getting a little stuck on Gossip Girl, it’s bad hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grey’s Anatomy is good this week, I was sobbing hehe  The I watched Private Practice which didn’t have me sobbing but introduced me to a fab song &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Az05lG25m0"&gt;Jackie Greene - I Don't Live In A Dream&lt;/a&gt; from the comments I’m not the only one that heard it and went searching for it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I need to confess to watching Hannah Montana, WTF?  I went searching for something to watch and failed badly and for some reason stopped on Disney haha Good grief I need to get a life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been doing a little more prep on the book getting my characters back story so I had a play on goggle looking for pictures that could be the male main character.  I used to have a major thing for &lt;a href="http://images.google.co.uk/images?gbv=2&amp;hl=en&amp;sa=1&amp;q=Ewan+McGregor&amp;btnG=Search+Images"&gt;Ewan McGregor&lt;/a&gt; I may have to have a look at pictures of him inspiration haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm why did I ever go off Ewan?  Surely there is enough room in my life for Johnny and Ewan? &lt;a href="http://images.google.co.uk/images?gbv=2&amp;hl=en&amp;sa=1&amp;q=Johnny+Depp&amp;btnG=Search+Images"&gt;mmmm Johnny&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i3.iofferphoto.com/img/item/765/195/66/o_OtYbcWZ50llNwsj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 580px; height: 418px;" src="http://i3.iofferphoto.com/img/item/765/195/66/o_OtYbcWZ50llNwsj.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should also mention that clearly Thomas is the most important man in my life hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh I just laughed out loud at Hannah Montana – maybe I am more tired that I first thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this weekend the clock go forward – I hate this weekend each year were we lose an hour of our lives and have to wait six months to get it back!  It means 60 minutes closer to work!  I was considering going in at 10 on Monday and pretending that I forgot hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I’m not sure I have anuything of interest to say so I am just going to pretend it’s past midnight and go to bed.  I should grab a DVD and not be watching HM haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I had fnished typing this post about 20 minutes ago abut got lost looking at pictures of Ewan and Johnny to add to the post hehe)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-3118626773052030601?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/3118626773052030601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=3118626773052030601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/3118626773052030601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/3118626773052030601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/mmmmmmm-ewan-and-johnny.html' title='mmmmmmm Ewan and Johnny'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-6635785293330334748</id><published>2009-03-26T21:15:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:16:23.438Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gemmascholes/3388453236/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3442/3388453236_47d4c890b5_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gemmascholes/3388453236/"&gt;26.03.09 - Flowers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/gemmascholes/"&gt;digitalskittles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well I have been complaining that work is rather depressing lately.  Nich you're so nice for just listening to me whinge hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got a gorgeous bouquet of flowers from a lady I did a divorce for.  It really did cheer up my day.  I love it when someone appreciates the help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one more day and then it is the weekend!  Now do I clean and iron or waste it away again and read and watch more TV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say waste I don't mean waste I mean have a mental health break haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sleepy so I am going to watch ER and then go to bed and catch some zzZZzz&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-6635785293330334748?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6635785293330334748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=6635785293330334748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/6635785293330334748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/6635785293330334748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-flowers.html' title='Happy Flowers'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3442/3388453236_47d4c890b5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-3646062861891247710</id><published>2009-03-25T19:55:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:55:47.099Z</updated><title type='text'>YaY The X Box returns!</title><content type='html'>Well Thomas is happy as his X Box came home today hooray.  He was a right misery when he got home from work as he is fed up of going there and then spending his evening looking for something else.  When we got in he had an email to say the x box had been delivered but we didn’t know the name and no note saying what house number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We normally have one lovely neighbour who takes in all our crap but it wasn’t her so Tom sulked a little more and tried to find a number to call UPS.  It turns out is was at number 6 haha.  We only know Dad and sons name I can’t remember mum’s name.  Tom calls her loud mouth and I call her psycho and they call me Jill hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we found out it was next door they had just arrived home so Tom has set it up and actually managed to crack a smile.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m cooking the new whilst typing this and I am finding it hard to concentrate as the smell of garlic is just so yummy mmm the fact I can smell it means I should go and check it as it may well be cooked….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…mmm food…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All fed now and feeling good :) I love food, it is a wonderful thing.  I wish I could eat whatever I wanted and be a size 10 and not have to pay for the food.  Lots of fresh fruit for brekkie, tasty wraps for lunch and lots of splendid tastiness for tea followed by lots of CAKE and ice cream hehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that was a bit of a tangent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t they say things come in threes?  Three bad things 1, X obix broke, 2. lost wedding ring 3.  Tom will have no job does that mean we are due to have three good things?  We have had 2, 1. Wedding ring found (even though it was because of a murer attempt!) and 2 x box is back and all better.  I only think that the third good thing is that we win the roll over tonight.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be super bliss!  Go to work and hand in my notice, buy a nice house at Calderstones and then travel the planet, first class so Thomas has room for his legs!  I have spent so much time lately wishing that we would win the lottery, it would be a very welcome means to an end, ah well fingers crossed for tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am watching Corrie, Tony is creepy, I wonder when his naughtiness will be discovered.  It’s been going on for ages.  I need closure on this now!  Uuuurgh Ken is smooching it’s not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Apprentice starts again tonight, I hope they have some good candidates this year.  I rather than this programme but Sir Alan does scare me a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well I don’t think I have anything else to say so I shall sign off :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-3646062861891247710?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/3646062861891247710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=3646062861891247710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/3646062861891247710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/3646062861891247710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay-x-box-returns.html' title='YaY The X Box returns!'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-4482284051612999905</id><published>2009-03-24T20:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:02:25.546Z</updated><title type='text'>Sperm, Holby and a yay to ma twinner</title><content type='html'>Well I got in from work today after sitting there working hard but achieving nothing I hate days like that!!  When I got in I decided to watch The Great Sperm Race that was on Channel 4 last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I sat there and my gob was smacked.  I have read about how hard it is to get pregnant and know that it takes time but good grief watching that programme it is a wonder anyone gets pregnant!!  Sperm getting attacked, getting lost down random tunnels and climbing ladders into the sky!  It was fascinating but rather daunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end I did notice that there is a game of the programme on the channel 4 wesbite, I might go and have a little play later hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am rather sleepy but it is only early yet so I can’t go to sleep.  I might have a nosey at what albums I can buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought Kelly Clarkson’s new album on Sunday and have spent a couple of days dancing around to it, I think it is fab.  I’ll have to learn the lyrics though and then deafen poor Tom with my singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that there was something else I wanted to talk about today but for the life of me I can’t remember.  Ah well time to waste the next couple of hours watching rubbish telly and watch Holby (not the same now Sam has gone boohoo) and then Coleen’s real Women, I do like Coleen and I love playing the “How many time will she say yous” game hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I remember now!  Just wanted to say a little YAY for Katie who will hopefully get herself a spangly new place to live now that the man has finally called hehe I shall pack a case for a weekend at yours then in the summer hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to Holby.  Hmm I don’t think they actually have any drool worthy men in this now, why of why do I watch it??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-4482284051612999905?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4482284051612999905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=4482284051612999905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/4482284051612999905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/4482284051612999905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/sperm-holby-and-yay-to-ma-twinner.html' title='Sperm, Holby and a yay to ma twinner'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-5978563613116757826</id><published>2009-03-23T20:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-03-23T20:33:31.565Z</updated><title type='text'>March Update</title><content type='html'>So time for an update, I did say on the 8th March I was going to blog later that day and never did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that weekend was Skippy’s Baby Shower.  After a couple of weeks of sorting between us it was a fun night, shame we didn’t get to play that bunny game (what was it Nich?) I was looking forward to shoving my face full of marshmallows hehe Games, nibbles, prezzies and CAKE mmm cake it was a lovely evening and was chilled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is rubbish – it is all figures and bills and targets.  I love my job but hate the fact I can’t just concentrate on doing the job and have to deal with all the stupid red tape!  I would love to just quit at the moment but can’t afford too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom has also been told he is being made redundant in June which is a blow.  I am hoping that given his experience he will get a new job fairly easily, just need to keep an eye on the pennies.  This also means no spending sprees in New York, boo hiss!  I’m still going to Tiffany’s to buy something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No news of baby front, I was a little nervous with the thought of job issues but what the hell there will always be a reason to possibly hold out.  If parents on income support can do it we can, also there is no guarantee that this will be the month.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m getting a little excited about my book, I have my plot pretty much down now.  I have written things in the past but very much in the narrative and dealing with conversation writing is strange.  I find I am listening to more people talking to see what I can get for my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m also reading soooo much, it’s fab.  I used to have a real passion for reading but it stopped for some reason.  Adobe Reader is one of the best inventions ever I have a library of books without taking up space in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to take my time writing this as I know that the chances of it going anywhere are slim to none but it is fun having a go.  I am doing lots of research whilst writing and hopefully get a good enough manuscript by Christmas so I can submit it in January to a critique group.  I am aiming to send it to a publisher by the time I am 30 hehe so plenty of time to fit my writing and re-writing before then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also lots of time for reading other peoples blogs, I am so fascinated by other peoples lives, maybe I should try getting one of my own hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get a drink and avoid the temptation of eating the easter eggs we have for Tom’s family :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o0o I really wanted to sign off, you know you love me xoxo – started watching Gossip Girl yesterday I think that I will lose next weekend to watching more episodes of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-5978563613116757826?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5978563613116757826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=5978563613116757826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5978563613116757826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5978563613116757826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-update.html' title='March Update'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-4766784839386753593</id><published>2009-03-08T14:58:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-08T15:00:15.124Z</updated><title type='text'>farrrrrk</title><content type='html'>As the title says faaaaarrrrrrrk, I have really painful cramps and feel ick, booo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cycle 5 begins today, double boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will do a proper update later or tomorrow, going to curl up on teh sofa eating left over cake watching Queet Eye for the Straight Guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-4766784839386753593?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4766784839386753593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=4766784839386753593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/4766784839386753593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/4766784839386753593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/farrrrrk.html' title='farrrrrk'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-2416108514051381921</id><published>2009-03-05T20:59:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:01:59.561Z</updated><title type='text'>PAD Scavanger Hunt</title><content type='html'>I want to try adn complete the PAD scavanger hunt this month so I am writing down my ideas so I'm not getting to 30th March and panicing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Red - Phone Box at Town Hall&lt;br /&gt;2. Orange - Bouncy ball&lt;br /&gt;3. Yellow - Super Lamb banan&lt;br /&gt;4. Green - &lt;br /&gt;5. Blue - My right eye&lt;br /&gt;6. Indigo&lt;br /&gt;7. Violet - Parma Violets&lt;br /&gt;8. Pink - My Shoes&lt;br /&gt;9. Black - My Sketchers&lt;br /&gt;10. White&lt;br /&gt;11. Rainbow - Skittles (teste the rainbow)&lt;br /&gt;12. Monochrome (shades of just one colour)&lt;br /&gt;13. Selective colouring&lt;br /&gt;14. B&amp;W&lt;br /&gt;15. Sepia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANy ideas for the rest much appreciated.  Plus how do I do the selective colouring thing ??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-2416108514051381921?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/2416108514051381921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=2416108514051381921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2416108514051381921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2416108514051381921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/pad-scavanger-hunt.html' title='PAD Scavanger Hunt'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-1261901945031414710</id><published>2009-02-23T16:39:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-23T16:47:22.202Z</updated><title type='text'>Slobbage</title><content type='html'>So today I have had a wonderful slobby day to go with the rest of my weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel kind of bad as I was supposed to at least do some ironing but no I have sat and watched ten tonnes more Private Practice,  I have watched 15 episodes haha.  There are only 17 on the website!  i am naughty and feel great for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been playing with the new phone and the camera is going to be great and I should maybe have gone for a walk and played with it.  I did leave the house at about 2.30 but only because I realised there wasn't any lunch type food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there about two hours until Thomas is due home and maybe I should use the last part of the day to do some of the things I was supposed to, or maybe I could just put my music on full blast and dance around the front room.  I like the latter and the fact that larger than Life is playing by Backstreet Boys means I will probably just dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aah everyone should have time to just sit and forget the world is actually going on around them, it was been wonderful for the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work tomorrow which is pants but at least when I get home I know I can have Pancakes om nom nom :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also to add a note that Beth is pregnant, sooo happy for her.  There really is something in the water lately with the number of pregnancies!  A little bro or sis for gorgeous Blake will be fab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right time to daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaance :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/vic+reeves/track/dizzy"&gt;Vic Reeves - Dizzy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-1261901945031414710?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/1261901945031414710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=1261901945031414710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/1261901945031414710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/1261901945031414710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/slobbage.html' title='Slobbage'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-2866505411833259308</id><published>2009-02-23T09:38:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-23T09:47:44.886Z</updated><title type='text'>31 out of 100</title><content type='html'>The BBC believes most people will have only read 6 of the 100 books here.&lt;br /&gt;How do your reading habits stack up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well 31 isn't brilliant but it is much better than 6 :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;1) Look at the list and put an 'X' after those you have read.&lt;br /&gt;2) Add a '+' to the ones you love.&lt;br /&gt;3) Star * those you plan on reading.&lt;br /&gt;4) Tally your total in the subject heading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen (X+)&lt;br /&gt;2 The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien (X)&lt;br /&gt;3 Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte (X)&lt;br /&gt;4 Harry Potter series (X+)&lt;br /&gt;5 To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee &lt;br /&gt;6 The Bible (X)&lt;br /&gt;7 Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte (X)&lt;br /&gt;8 Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwel &lt;br /&gt;9 His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman&lt;br /&gt;10 Great Expectations - Charles Dickens &lt;br /&gt;11 Little Women - Louisa M Alcott (X+)&lt;br /&gt;12 Tess of the D’Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy &lt;br /&gt;13 Catch 22 - Joseph Heller &lt;br /&gt;14 Romeo &amp; Juliet - Shakespeare (X)&lt;br /&gt;15 Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier (X)&lt;br /&gt;16 The Hobbit - JRR Tolkien (X)&lt;br /&gt;17 Birdsong - Sebastian Faulk &lt;br /&gt;18 Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger &lt;br /&gt;19 The Time Traveller’s Wife - Audrey Niffenegger (X+)&lt;br /&gt;20 Middlemarch - George Eliot&lt;br /&gt;21 Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell&lt;br /&gt;22 The Great Gatsby - F Scott Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;23 Bleak House - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;24 War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy&lt;br /&gt;25 The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams (X)&lt;br /&gt;26 Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh&lt;br /&gt;27 Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky&lt;br /&gt;28 Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;29 Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll (X) I really don't like this book&lt;br /&gt;30 The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame (X)&lt;br /&gt;31 Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy &lt;br /&gt;32 David Copperfield - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;33 The Awakening – Kate Chopin&lt;br /&gt;34 Emma - Jane Austen (X)&lt;br /&gt;35 Persuasion - Jane Austen &lt;br /&gt;36 The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe - CS Lewis (X+)&lt;br /&gt;37 The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini&lt;br /&gt;38 Captain Corelli’s Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres &lt;br /&gt;39 Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden &lt;br /&gt;40 Winnie the Pooh - AA Milne (X)&lt;br /&gt;41 Animal Farm - George Orwell &lt;br /&gt;42 The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown &lt;br /&gt;43 One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;br /&gt;44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving&lt;br /&gt;45 The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins&lt;br /&gt;46 Anne of Green Gables - LM Montgomery (X)&lt;br /&gt;47 Far From The Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy &lt;br /&gt;48 The Handmaid’s Tale - Margaret Atwood (X)&lt;br /&gt;49 Lord of the Flies - William Golding &lt;br /&gt;50 Atonement - Ian McEwan&lt;br /&gt;51 Life of Pi - Yann Martel&lt;br /&gt;52 Dune - Frank Herbert&lt;br /&gt;53 Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons&lt;br /&gt;54 Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen (X+)&lt;br /&gt;55 A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth&lt;br /&gt;56 The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon&lt;br /&gt;57 A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;58 Brave New World - Aldous Huxley&lt;br /&gt;59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time - Mark Haddon &lt;br /&gt;60 Love In The Time Of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;br /&gt;61 Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck (X)&lt;br /&gt;62 Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov&lt;br /&gt;63 The Secret History - Donna Tartt &lt;br /&gt;64 The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold *&lt;br /&gt;65 Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas&lt;br /&gt;66 On The Road - Jack Kerouac&lt;br /&gt;67 Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;68 Bridget Jones’s Diary - Helen Fielding (X)&lt;br /&gt;69 Midnight’s Children - Salman Rushdie&lt;br /&gt;70 Moby Dick - Herman Melville (X)&lt;br /&gt;71 Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens (X)&lt;br /&gt;72 Dracula - Bram Stoker &lt;br /&gt;73 The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett (X)&lt;br /&gt;74 Notes From A Small Island - Bill Bryson&lt;br /&gt;75 Ulysses - James Joyce &lt;br /&gt;76 The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath&lt;br /&gt;77 Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome &lt;br /&gt;78 Germinal - Emile Zola&lt;br /&gt;79 Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray&lt;br /&gt;80 Possession - AS Byatt&lt;br /&gt;81 A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens (X)&lt;br /&gt;82 Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell&lt;br /&gt;83 The Color Purple - Alice Walker (X)&lt;br /&gt;84 The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro&lt;br /&gt;85 Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert&lt;br /&gt;86 A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry&lt;br /&gt;87 Charlotte’s Web - EB White (X)&lt;br /&gt;88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom&lt;br /&gt;89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle (X)&lt;br /&gt;90 The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton &lt;br /&gt;91 Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad&lt;br /&gt;92 The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Exupery&lt;br /&gt;93 The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks &lt;br /&gt;94 Watership Down - Richard Adams&lt;br /&gt;95 A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole&lt;br /&gt;96 A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute&lt;br /&gt;97 The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas&lt;br /&gt;98 Hamlet - William Shakespeare (X)&lt;br /&gt;99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl (X+)&lt;br /&gt;100 Les Miserables - Victor Hugo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-2866505411833259308?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/2866505411833259308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=2866505411833259308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2866505411833259308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2866505411833259308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/31-out-of-100.html' title='31 out of 100'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-8804736620694135083</id><published>2009-02-22T21:00:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-22T21:04:44.365Z</updated><title type='text'>Sunday night and I'm not feeling down!</title><content type='html'>Only because I have tomorrow off :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent the weekend baking cookies, reading books and watching Private Practice.  I would be doing the latter right now except the site is down!  I am most disappointed, I need to see how Cooper is hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting and relaxing has done wonders for me and tomorrow is going to be wonderful.  More PP and more reading.  Thought I should possibly do a spot of ironing.  I think I may fail at the ironing and just keep reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever want to write that book I need to read a million before hand :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure I have mentioned my book on here before.  granted only two people read this blog and Nich already knows haha  i am going to write a romance.  It always makes me laugh to say that but what can I say I am going to throw my hands up and say I love them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a guilty pleasure I get downloading them to Adobe Reader (one the best inventions ever!) and just sitting and reading books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the run up to World Book Day there is a section on Guilty Reading Secrets and I voted fro Mills &amp; Boons hehe The fact that there is a chance to win £100 book tokens is a bonus! &lt;a href="http://www.spread-the-word.org.uk/pages/information.asp?Questionnaire=True"&gt;Clicky here to have a go.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get some fresh air this weekend.  There was the shop around Tesco which was quick and as such I ended up buying rubbish food, whoops.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also popped out and got an upgrade on my phone yay.  After two months of trying to pick a phone, i got it down to the Samsung Tocco and the Sony Erikson Csomething or other.  I ended up with a Samsung Pixon.  its really funky, I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There ar some funky gadgets, I love the fact that if you are listening to the radio adn you don't know what the song is or any music on your phone in fact the phone listens to a bit and then searches for the song.  i tried it today and it got the band, song title and album.  i am so very easily impressed hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camera is fab as well.  8 megapixel and I should find it easy enough to use as it is pretty much like the camera Tom bought being a samsung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means I have no excuses now when it comes to PAD.  I love looking at other peoples photos.  I LOVE this one &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/safariphotogirl23/3188918650/in/set-72157594578476328/"&gt;by Safari Photogirl&lt;/a&gt; from the Hitched PAD group.  I love looking at her shots.  I also love tigers so this shot had to be a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could figure out how to get my emails to download to the damn thing it would be perfect, maybe I might have to read the manual (shudder)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this will do for now.  An hour before I head upstairs and watch a DVD so i think I will start another book :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-8804736620694135083?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/8804736620694135083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=8804736620694135083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/8804736620694135083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/8804736620694135083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/sunday-night-and-im-not-feeling-down.html' title='Sunday night and I&apos;m not feeling down!'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-1355355604531213686</id><published>2009-02-09T21:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-02-09T21:41:00.149Z</updated><title type='text'>Waaaah</title><content type='html'>I have terrible cramps today and I hate them.  So cycle 4 has begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still hating work everyone is still stressing out and the partners are being fucktards.  I really want to tell thm to stick their figures up their arses but I've not had that lottery win yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sleepy and miserable tonight and not even ANTM is cheering me up pffft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-1355355604531213686?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/1355355604531213686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=1355355604531213686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/1355355604531213686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/1355355604531213686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/waaaah.html' title='Waaaah'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-7625142308272758698</id><published>2009-02-01T21:19:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:20:36.500Z</updated><title type='text'>SOCKS!</title><content type='html'>hahaha I have the silly giggles now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am mostly full of snot and in need off professional help as I have to admit to downloading two songs by Miley Cyrus haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-7625142308272758698?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/7625142308272758698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=7625142308272758698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/7625142308272758698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/7625142308272758698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/socks.html' title='SOCKS!'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-8259922746996076219</id><published>2009-01-31T15:30:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:19:36.922Z</updated><title type='text'>I need to get a grip and shake myself!</title><content type='html'>I am in a funny place at the moment.  I wasn’t going to obsess over the whole baby thing as in reality I wasn’t expecting Thomas to agree to babies until possibly this coming summer if then even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things in work are weird.  I was so looking forward to the challenge of going to build up family in woolton, get out their and be a marketing whore but the atmosphere is horrible in all of the offices at the moment.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The partners keep having meetings and changing the goal posts for people.  It is hard to know what is going on when it feels like the partners themselves have no idea what to do.  They are blaming the credit crunch which is fair as we all know what it is like at the moment but looking at our figures we’re not actually too far behind and if people pull their socks up hitting target is quite doable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the problem is no one has the motivation to pull their socks up.  It is actually enough to try and find the motivation to get up and go to work at the moment.  Each day there seems to be something new, no hot chocolate, no tissues, cancelling the water coolers daft little things which in the long run aren’t going to help at all.  I mean how much can not buying hot chocolate actually save?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is getting itchy feet as well.  With the constant moaning about figures and “motivational” speeches from the office manager which basically say “suck it up and be grateful you have a job” people are sticking two fingers up and saying stick your job yup your arse and looking else were.  Despite what they want us to think there does appear to be jobs out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renu has left us.  I was really quite sad about that.  I worked for her as a clerk for about 18 months or so and I don’t think I appreciated at the time that she gave me a lot more confidence in myself, something I have always seemed to lack.  Even though she wasn’t my boss I would always pop into her room with my stupid questions that I can’t ask anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her leaving do was great fun with the office manager and IT manager getting so horrendously drunk.  IT manager threw up all over the table, it was vile!  She later said I knew I was going to sick and didn’t think I would make it to the toilet so was just sick on the table.  The office manager was then shouting everywhere she’s my best mate.  If that was one of us we would have probably had a lecture about inappropriate behaviour haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this week has been weird without Renu but she will do great in her new role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday Gemma told us that she was also leaving at the end of February.  I feel kind of bad because we do spend a lot of time talking about how at times she can rub us all up the wrong way but we’ve been good friends.  She is so funny with the crazy things she comes out with and I can see myself being a bit of a gibbering wreck at the end of her night out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well I am going to make sure that it is the best party the firm has seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that takes me back to what I was actually going to say way up there.  I really feel like I want a change but the timing is all wrong if I go about looking for a new job now I would have to put all the baby plans on hold and that is something that I am not prepared to do.  It is just the thought that getting pregnant is not as easy as some of the stories and films would have you believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also makes me hate most of our care clients who get pregnant at the drop of the hat, spends months and months in court having the child removed from them and going through the adoption process and then get pregnant again.  This happens so so much.  We have one care client who has been a client for 7 years, one fro 8 and one for 11 years!  21 different matters in her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain and fingers keep going off track which maybe is a good thing stops be focusing on how unbelievably broody I am.  I really need something to occupy my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent time trying to find a hobby or distraction.  The photo a day actually lasted three weeks so that is quite good haha I should start that again as it was fun but I just don’t have an eye for it, though it has made me look around me more and notice some of the lovely things that I miss simply walking from A to B without looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then came up with the crazy idea of writing a book.  It is nice to get my brain working something other than work and I have had loads of ideas but I have this stupid pessimistic voice in my head saying what is the point it is too hard to get published it will be a waste of time.  Maybe that is just a realistic voice not a pessimistic one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any event I appear to be in a funk which is damned annoying.  I decided a few years ago that I was no longer going to be a miserable oik and it has faired well.  Life is so much easier when you let things slide by and simply smile but sometimes smiling take effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good grief what do I sound like haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way to get out of a funk is to get up and move so we’re off to the cinema tonight and then if Thomas is lucky I will him buy me a meal.  Hopefully this weird mood will shift sharpish and normal service with be resumed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-8259922746996076219?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/8259922746996076219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=8259922746996076219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/8259922746996076219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/8259922746996076219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-need-to-get-grip-and-shake-myself.html' title='I need to get a grip and shake myself!'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-3774812540534913985</id><published>2009-01-26T22:21:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-26T22:23:25.574Z</updated><title type='text'>Load of nonesense...</title><content type='html'>I went to a spiritulist woman tonight with girls from work and she told me I was pregnant, this is going to be the weirdest two week wait ever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have neglected my little blog and will have to do a good update very soon.  How am I supposed to write a book if I can't even keep a blog?? haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-3774812540534913985?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/3774812540534913985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=3774812540534913985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/3774812540534913985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/3774812540534913985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/01/load-of-nonesense.html' title='Load of nonesense...'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-5041914062985736334</id><published>2009-01-01T20:59:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:03:48.795Z</updated><title type='text'>Eggcellent</title><content type='html'>Just a small thing.  For the first time in my 26 years on this planet I fried an egg hehe that is all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-5041914062985736334?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5041914062985736334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=5041914062985736334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5041914062985736334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5041914062985736334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/01/eggcellent.html' title='Eggcellent'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-7316849612563948601</id><published>2009-01-01T16:09:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:04:24.289Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>So this year seems to have flown by!  2008 ended the same way as it started, with my wonderful friends save for a couple (damn that lurgy)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very eventful year and was most certainly the year for weddings! I order if I get this correct there was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Karen and Craig - It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; funny with quiet Craig singing don't stop me now by queen on the mic :)&lt;br /&gt;2.  Gem and Paul - We had a lovely time and were sat on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;e best table obviously :)&lt;br /&gt;3.  Terri and Kevin - although I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;couldn&lt;/span&gt;'t make it I was thinking of them.  he pictures look lovely.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Caz and Craig - Loads of fun doing the conga and I smile &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; Sweet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Caroline&lt;/span&gt; is played.&lt;br /&gt;5. ME AND TOM &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;WOOHOO&lt;/span&gt; - more about us below :)&lt;br /&gt;6.  Jayne and Leon - I couldn't go as I was in Florida but by all accounts it was a lovely day.&lt;br /&gt;7. Kelly and Paul - they flew off to the Dominican Republic and it looked so lovely.&lt;br /&gt;8.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kirsty&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Dwaynne&lt;/span&gt; - The do was at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Aintree&lt;/span&gt; Racecourse and me and Carol had so much fun with the chocolate fountain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;heehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Julie and Gary - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaabulous&lt;/span&gt; do better than Wayne and Colleen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;beeeeeeeautiful&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;chuuuuuurch&lt;/span&gt; charted an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;amaaaaaaazing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;yaght&lt;/span&gt;.  Julie is one of our partners who rubs everyone the wrong way but hey ho box ticked and to be fair she did look lovely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; her day.&lt;br /&gt;10.  Darren and Kerry - Well this was a fun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;night&lt;/span&gt; although it seemed to turn into the works &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; party as the bride and groom had vanished by 10.30 and most guests left by 11.  Hey ho we had fun getting the DJ to play the music we wanted and then stealing his microphone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is a lot of weddings for one girl.  At teh moment there is only two weddings on the lst.  May bank holiday one of the solicitors in work is getting married.  The most important wedding though is Ellie and Jon.  I am so excited.  They are getting married in a castle and Jon wants to get dressed up as Henry VIII at the moment Ellie is saying no but here's hoping she changes her mind :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Friday 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; May was the day I became Mrs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Scholes&lt;/span&gt; and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed myself.  Out of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;works&lt;/span&gt; weddings and I can say that I was the most chilled out bride :)  I'm not sure people believe me when I say I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;'t nervous, I was pacing at one point but that's because I was bored waiting for the flower girl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a wonderful day filled with the people there that I wanted and it was nice to giggle and dance my way through the day. I still can't believe that it was 7 months ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following that were the most amazing 2 weeks! I so need to win the lottery and go and live in Celebration Orlando Florida :)  Orlando is just so amazing and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; much fun I was almost crying when I had to pack my case to come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got off to a bit of a wobbly start when our flight was delayed by 24 hours.  Thank you to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Nich&lt;/span&gt; and Joe who came to the hotel and gave me a hug when the lack of sleep and over tiredness hit me when the other passengers started shouting at the travel people.  I walked out the hotel and burst into tears as i knew it wasn't their fault and that they shouldn't be told off.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Thankfully&lt;/span&gt; I got a well needed hug of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Nic&lt;/span&gt; and a trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;tesco&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;matalan&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am initially worried about Tom in the heat as he's not normally very good with it but Florida heat is so different to UK heat.  As long as we kept well hydrated it was manageable :) I even came home with a tan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;woohoo&lt;/span&gt;!  Well I say tan, I was still whiter than everyone in work but I wasn't as white as the milk in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; fridge :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have three fabulous albums of the wedding and honeymoon which I love to just look at when I am bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that was over I was left with time on my hands as i had spent four years studying and then when I passed my exams I was planning the wedding.  I wanted to go to uni for my degree but work said no.  I was initially gutted and was looking at paying for it myself and studying at home but now I have a new work project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will now be based in our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Woolton&lt;/span&gt; office.  With this credit crunch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;malarkey&lt;/span&gt; all firms are suffering so the plan is over the next 12 months get out there and get marketing and build it up.  It is going to be so much fun.  I am now being treated as I should be as I have now qualified (that is still so scary!) but the challenge is there and there is a great team of people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two girls in work had their babies this year and they are gorgeous, so so broody :)  Skippy and Alan will also be parents in April - cue even more broodiness.   Fingers crossed that we can share some good news on the baby front some time in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that 2008 has been brilliant for me and there have been awfully sad t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;imes&lt;/span&gt; and times that made me worry.  I initially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;'t going to put them in my blog but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;twink&lt;/span&gt; writing and remembering the sad times make you appreciate life and how lucky I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start of the year I was really worried for my mum.  My mum has always been a member of the walking wounded and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; known a time when she wasn't ill with one thing or another.  I love my mum to bits but at times it was very trying but for the first time ever I was actually scared for her as they found tumours in her gullet and around her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;stomach&lt;/span&gt;.  Thankfully there is nothing to worry about at the moment but she has to go the hospital &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;regularly&lt;/span&gt; to get them checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know of two people this year who have lost new born babies.  I could never imagine how people would cope with that feeling.  A girl from hitched also lost her baby this year and her beautiful words say it all "most people can only dream of angels, I have held one in my arms".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Jo also went through a terrible &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;miscarriage&lt;/span&gt;.  A miscarriage must be hard to deal with and my heart went out to her for what she had to deal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this year has taught me anything it is that life is too short and I need to make the most of it really.  There is the sensible part of my head that says that obviously I need to make sure that we have money to live and so on but I can't let things hold me back.  This year I am going to be confident in myself and not let my nerves hold me back.  With that in mind all this credit crunch on the news is something that needs to be kept in mind but not to be used as an excuse not to do things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not making sensible resolutions this year as there isn't any real point all this diet nonsense if i want to eat well then i will if not I will eat 6 bags of crisps in a day (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;mmm&lt;/span&gt; I want crisps) so my New years Resolutions are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Find a match for the odd socks or just throw them in the bin!&lt;br /&gt;2.  Sell all the jumble in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; spare room or take it to a charity shop&lt;br /&gt;3.  Go to New York and eat a pretzel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;mmmm&lt;/span&gt; pretzel&lt;br /&gt;4.  Work hard in work&lt;br /&gt;5.  Play hard at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 is going to be a year of fun and realising that growing up isn't actually that scary :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very happy, healthy and wonderful 2009 to everyone :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-7316849612563948601?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/7316849612563948601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=7316849612563948601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/7316849612563948601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/7316849612563948601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-8682135655223044896</id><published>2008-12-28T00:24:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-28T00:28:12.418Z</updated><title type='text'>Photo a day</title><content type='html'>Well I am spent the night trying to figure out how to get pictures off my camera and onto the interweb without getting Thomas to do it for me.  I am happy to say tht I have figured it out along with learning to resize so they are interweb size not 4MB and also how to get rid of red eye yay for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to do Photo a Day for 2009 as I think it is a fab idea to keep a photo diary of what has happened in the year and if it is good enough I might get it put into a book like Nichola has.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-8682135655223044896?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/8682135655223044896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=8682135655223044896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/8682135655223044896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/8682135655223044896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/photo-day.html' title='Photo a day'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-5290076542867510993</id><published>2008-12-24T23:09:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-24T23:10:37.097Z</updated><title type='text'>Presents</title><content type='html'>I have just finished wrapping presents YAY&lt;br /&gt;I now have four cards left to write so I should go and do them now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS CHRISTMAS IN 50 MINUTES YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-5290076542867510993?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5290076542867510993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=5290076542867510993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5290076542867510993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5290076542867510993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/presents.html' title='Presents'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-8222545718653691219</id><published>2008-12-22T21:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-22T21:09:49.777Z</updated><title type='text'>Avoiding Christmas Cards and Wrapping</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I really should be writing out cards and wrapping presents but I really can’t be bothered hehe.&amp;#160; I spent weeks writing invitation cards and thank you cards that the thought of writing them all out again bores me.&amp;#160; I’ll write them in a bit.&amp;#160; I also can’t be bothered wrapping presents as I am rubbish at it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today was mixed with excitement and sadness.&amp;#160; I am going to be moving to work mainly in woolton which is something that I have been working towards.&amp;#160; An adventure to try and get the department up and running and to be responsible for myself and not spending most of my time helping everyone sort their shite.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was packing my files into boxes and the girls were saying it was sad.&amp;#160; I don’t think I am actually sad.&amp;#160; I go to work and for the most time I seem to be talking and messing and then freaking out at the amount of work I have to do.&amp;#160; I will be able to spend the time doing work and have two days a week in Liverpool to catch up on things.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2009 is going to be a good year in many ways.&amp;#160; This growing up malarkey is actually fun at times.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think I am going to try and do a photo a day this year.&amp;#160; I love looking at the flickr streams of what people are doing.&amp;#160; I would love to have something to look back at over the year.&amp;#160; Though I wonder if I would actually stick to it or get bored after 3 weeks hehe&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well I suppose that I should go and write these cards out for people.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have been writing this with windows live writer as messenger told me to download it but I have just realised that I have no idea how to publish the post… if you’re reading this then I figured it out. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-8222545718653691219?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/8222545718653691219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=8222545718653691219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/8222545718653691219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/8222545718653691219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/avoiding-christmas-cards-and-wrapping.html' title='Avoiding Christmas Cards and Wrapping'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-9027931926270204846</id><published>2008-12-21T21:40:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:02:21.881Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I have had a lovely weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was Darren's wedding were there was plenty of wine drinking, dancing, running around with a headless bride balloon and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hijacking&lt;/span&gt; the DJ so we could do karaoke.  Well the bride and groom did vanish around 10.30 and three quarters of the guests had gone by 11.15 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;night&lt;/span&gt; was Christmas drinks with my lovely friends.  It was odd thinking that the last time we all got together was Tom's birthday.  Everyone is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;growing&lt;/span&gt; up and have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt; things to do than go to the swan and K every weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 will be the year to get my arse into gear with the house.  The living room is now officially decorated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hoorah&lt;/span&gt;.  I just need to hang something on the chimney breast.  I have been looking for a nice print but the ones I like seem to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hundreds&lt;/span&gt; of pounds.  I was thinking I might get a plan clip frame and put black paper in it and choose my favourite pictures of friends and family and have them all smiling at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 2 1/2 days left in work!  It is so exciting to think that next year I will be based &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;In&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;woolton&lt;/span&gt; and simply helping in Liverpool.  Got to make an effort to work hard and get the office up and running.  It is exciting to have a challenge but part of me feels bad that in my mind I am hoping to become pregnant sometime in the near future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into cycle two now and time for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;JK&lt;/span&gt; method!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night night world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-9027931926270204846?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/9027931926270204846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=9027931926270204846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/9027931926270204846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/9027931926270204846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/well-i-have-had-lovely-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-2241071213267412302</id><published>2008-12-15T20:46:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:05:28.055Z</updated><title type='text'>Charidee and Christmas Countdown</title><content type='html'>Well today I didn't do any work as I went out with some the peeps in work to help raise money for &lt;a href="http://www.henshaws.org.uk/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Henshaws&lt;/span&gt; Society for the Blind&lt;/a&gt;. We had to try and sell competitions entries for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; to win an x type Jaguar that had been donated to the charity.  It was a fun time and part of me wishes that I worked for a charity to make me feel like I was making a difference each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few days are going to be manic with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; wanting to sort out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; contact.  It makes my head hurt this time of year and maybe it is the reason that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; not been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Christmassy&lt;/span&gt; for the past few years.  Ah well only 6 1/2 work days left!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to the holidays 12 long days of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;interrupted&lt;/span&gt; doing what the hell we want!  Long sleeps, playing games, eating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;loooooooooooooooooads&lt;/span&gt; of food and spending time with people that we've not seen in ages.  It is also time to watch loads of rubbish TV, I'll have to pick up a TV guide so I can circle all the rubbish I want to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well time to go and write my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; list of all the presents I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; have left to buy, I am so very disorganised!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-2241071213267412302?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/2241071213267412302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=2241071213267412302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2241071213267412302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2241071213267412302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/charidee-and-christmas-countdown.html' title='Charidee and Christmas Countdown'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-6853380103385565847</id><published>2008-12-14T20:23:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-14T20:55:50.960Z</updated><title type='text'>Hangover Hell</title><content type='html'>Well work has been horrible at the moment.  I really need to just get a lottery win and then leave and spend a lot of time on the beach writing books &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was family department Christmas night out and it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;brilliant&lt;/span&gt;!  We had far too much to drink which I paid for yesterday.  Good God how on earth do people cope with hangovers, they are hideous.  I couldn't move all day long!  I am hoping that this is a one off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;occurrence&lt;/span&gt; and that it is not a sign that I am growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did realise on Friday that I'm not as young as I once was.  Whilst hiding from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; rain waiting for Paul to collect us we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wer&lt;/span&gt;e talking to a boy who thought that we looked fab (running around with tinsel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;scarfs&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;oversized&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; present bows on our heads!)  anyway I have no idea how we got onto ages but he was 16 and a I realised that we had been out to places were people are now going to be 10 years younger than me.  I know I am by no means getting old but blimey I'm not 20 anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put the tree up tonight in an effort to feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;christmassy&lt;/span&gt;, I am still in denial that Christmas is only 12 days away (PANIC!) I am in fact loving the fact I only have 7 1/2 work days left in 2009! Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm not pregnant yet, which I knew I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wouldn&lt;/span&gt;'t be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt; but this means I can have a few drinks over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;chrimble&lt;/span&gt; and 2009 will be the year to get pregnant (hopefully).  I can't believe there is only 2 1/2 weeks left of this year, it has gone so fast!  Ah well it means that I will have to start thinking about my 2008 round up post :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-6853380103385565847?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6853380103385565847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=6853380103385565847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/6853380103385565847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/6853380103385565847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/hangover-hell.html' title='Hangover Hell'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-2592742274796648242</id><published>2008-12-04T20:53:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:16:00.985Z</updated><title type='text'>Friday tomorrow wooohooo</title><content type='html'>I am in need of a weekend, though  this weekend will be a cleaning weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bathroom is coming along well.  We have a new bath though no running water in and the walls have been tiled.  it looks so much brighter and a lot more room now the random door frame and wall has gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't got a sink in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bathroom&lt;/span&gt; at the mo and the toilet doesn't flush &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.  Hopefully tomorrow will be new sink and new toilet in.  I love coming home each night to see what has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the work has made the entire house dusty with a layer of white everywhere.  trying to clean it is easier said than done as it i back again after I get in from work with the men &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;destroying&lt;/span&gt; walls :)  There &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shouoldn&lt;/span&gt;;t be anymore dust after tomorrow as I think it is a case of putting niceness in now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will have to get flooring and strip the walls and paper them.  I wonder how long it will take us to do that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house is getting somewhere now which is exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to get started with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;.  I have only got two presents and I don't actually know who they are for  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am watching celeb thingy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; not watched it and never realised how fast it has gone as there is only four of them in.  Thursdays are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ruuuuubbish&lt;/span&gt; for telly.  I need to get a hobby for Thursday nights.  I am getting addicted to Fable II but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Thomas&lt;/span&gt; is playing on his x box o I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;booo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well that is all for now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-2592742274796648242?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/2592742274796648242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=2592742274796648242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2592742274796648242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2592742274796648242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/friday-tomorrow-wooohooo.html' title='Friday tomorrow wooohooo'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-1367079282145535264</id><published>2008-12-02T21:22:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-02T21:27:48.466Z</updated><title type='text'>Bathroom</title><content type='html'>Well the bathroom has been started &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;woohoo&lt;/span&gt;.  Ceiling has been pulled down and the stupid wall and random second door frame have gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a week of work and crap but I will finally have a lovely new suite and can have a lovely bath &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;.  Then I can get ready for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say today as I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;exhausted&lt;/span&gt; and I am just going to stare at the telly until 10 o'clock and then go to bed :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-1367079282145535264?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/1367079282145535264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=1367079282145535264' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/1367079282145535264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/1367079282145535264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/bathroom.html' title='Bathroom'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-5838381747864395176</id><published>2008-12-02T18:31:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-12-02T21:21:01.376Z</updated><title type='text'>MP3 Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I got this off Skippy and had to have a go.  Put your music player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first song is the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He Comes From a Foreign Place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not her fault that she's so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;irresistible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You are an obsession&lt;br /&gt;I remember way back way back when&lt;br /&gt;Ain't another woman that can take your spot my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Southern Mexico&lt;br /&gt;The Candy Lady said knock knock knock&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember the good years in Canaan&lt;br /&gt;In the quickness of our haste&lt;br /&gt;Now the skies could fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Dusting off your saviour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We Built this city&lt;br /&gt;You could never know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;I watch how the moon sits in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fell in love with a boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;The situation is getting boring&lt;br /&gt;White Man came across the Sea&lt;br /&gt;You took a piece of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Keep you in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Title - Christina &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aguilera&lt;/span&gt; - Infatuation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Shakira&lt;/span&gt; - Objection (Tango)&lt;br /&gt;2.  Guns n Rose s -November Rain&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sugababes&lt;/span&gt; - Obsession&lt;br /&gt;4. Duffy Sleeping Stone&lt;br /&gt;5. Justin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Timberlake&lt;/span&gt; - My Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hed&lt;/span&gt;) P.E - Other side&lt;br /&gt;7. Girls Aloud - waiting&lt;br /&gt;8. Joseph and his Amazing Technicolour Dream Coat - Those Canaan Days&lt;br /&gt;9. No Doubt - World Go 'Round&lt;br /&gt;10. Lauryn Hill - Nothing even matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Red Hot Chili peppers - Saviour&lt;br /&gt;12. Jefferson &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Starship&lt;/span&gt; - We built this city on Rock and Roll&lt;br /&gt;13. Elton John - I'm still standing&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Linkin&lt;/span&gt; Park - Place for my head&lt;br /&gt;15.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Joss&lt;/span&gt; Stone - Fell in love with a boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jamiroquai&lt;/span&gt; - Space Cowboy&lt;br /&gt;17. Melanie C - Be The One&lt;br /&gt;18. Iron Maiden - Run to the Hills&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Cascada&lt;/span&gt; - Ready for love&lt;br /&gt;20. Foo Fighters - The Pretender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-5838381747864395176?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5838381747864395176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=5838381747864395176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5838381747864395176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5838381747864395176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/mp3-poem.html' title='MP3 Poem'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-7804518854057179921</id><published>2008-12-01T21:49:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-01T21:59:56.205Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today is waste of space Monday and I am glad that it is over.  I was sat at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; desk today pondering &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;biros&lt;/span&gt;.  Where do all the pens go?  I had&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; four &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;biros&lt;/span&gt; on my desk today and at various points of the day they all&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;vanished&lt;/span&gt;.  One went and I only put it down to reply to an email and like 10 secnonds later it wasn't there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My friend Sam had a baby on Saturday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;.  Lilly Grace, born three weeks early weighing 5 pounds 10 ounces.  I am waiting patiently for the photo but she has gone off line &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;booooo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So the bathroom work starts tomorrow HOORAY! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;byebye&lt;/span&gt; horrible bathroom hello a week of dust and mess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt; I can;t wit to have a long hot bath and the new bath :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Well&lt;/span&gt; that is all for now  short and sweet as I need to get some sleep as I am shattered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-7804518854057179921?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/7804518854057179921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=7804518854057179921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/7804518854057179921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/7804518854057179921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-is-waste-of-space-monday-and-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-7454082009114343286</id><published>2008-11-30T17:29:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-30T18:01:24.453Z</updated><title type='text'>Six months and all shopped out</title><content type='html'>Well today is six months married and I am still not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;quite&lt;/span&gt; used to being Mrs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Scholes&lt;/span&gt;.  I am fed up of people asking me how married life is as well.  I love Thomas to bits but we have been together for so long and lived together for several years &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; it not that different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my Christmas shopping today.  at this rate the on;y person getting presents is me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; I bought a dress for Christmas Day or boxing day, a bracelet, a shirt for work and a couple of jumpers.  I did buy some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;smellies&lt;/span&gt; that will work well for presents for someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really get a wiggle on it is the first of December tomorrow. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;YaaaY&lt;/span&gt;! That means I can eat a chocolate a day from the Advent Calendar :)  I am looking forward to decorating the house but have to wait for the bathroom to be finished first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am watching last nights strictly Come dancing, I love the dresses that they wear.  I would love to have a go at doing all of these dances.  The one thing ruins it though are the awful singers, some times they can sing well but most of the time they are terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well now I have to decide whether I am going to make tea and do some Ironing or play Fable II, I have come quite addicted to that game &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-7454082009114343286?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/7454082009114343286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=7454082009114343286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/7454082009114343286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/7454082009114343286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2008/11/six-months-and-all-shopped-out.html' title='Six months and all shopped out'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-1672315858003240679</id><published>2008-11-29T23:20:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-29T23:37:41.146Z</updated><title type='text'>Talking to myself...</title><content type='html'>There is no one online and my H is playing Street Fighter with random x box and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wierdies&lt;/span&gt;.  So i thought that I would write my third post of the evening &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Xtra&lt;/span&gt; Factor and it is so very disturbing tonight.  I love Holly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Willabooby&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;JLS&lt;/span&gt; in school uniforms, just wrong.  I have had a bit of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;temperature&lt;/span&gt; today so clearly there is something wrong with me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I am kinda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;liking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Myley&lt;/span&gt; Cyrus... (HELP) The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;temperature&lt;/span&gt; was alright though as I wandering around outside this morning with my coat open and not cold at all and just a t shirt on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never mentioned before but we are finally getting our bathroom done this week &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;WOOHOO&lt;/span&gt; They are starting on Tuesday by destroying the bathroom first, pulling down the ceiling and knocking down the wall and getting rid of the hideous grey suite.  Lovely white suite in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;living room&lt;/span&gt; should hopefully be in over the weekend, I can't wait for a long hot bath in a bathroom without fear that the day I am in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; bath is the day that the ceiling is about to collapse on me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think I might call it a day and go upstairs and what the Tudors :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least talking to myself I get to talk without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;interruptions&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-1672315858003240679?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/1672315858003240679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=1672315858003240679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/1672315858003240679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/1672315858003240679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2008/11/talking-to-myself.html' title='Talking to myself...'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-5438403863454107190</id><published>2008-11-29T22:39:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:40:09.538Z</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Ruth</title><content type='html'>Well I never thought that Ruth would go.  I think that Alexandra has got it in the bag now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-5438403863454107190?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5438403863454107190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=5438403863454107190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5438403863454107190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5438403863454107190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2008/11/bye-bye-ruth.html' title='Bye Bye Ruth'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-8087331256148398548</id><published>2008-11-29T21:57:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:28:12.109Z</updated><title type='text'>Cycle 1 CD12</title><content type='html'>Well this weekend Thomas and I have been married for 6 moths &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;woohoo&lt;/span&gt;.  We're still in love and I am very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is also a fertility weekend and I actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OV&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow on our anniversary so maybe it is a sign.  Though I am realistic that this isn't going to happen on the first cycle.  Though it's not going to stop me being impatient on the 2WW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go shopping tomorrow to buy some lovely clothes for the Christmas period and also start buying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; presents.  Also I am probably going to buy some clear blue pregnancy tests &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt; having looked around I found that they can be the best for an early indication and I need to test on day 10 of the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ww&lt;/span&gt; as it is work night out on the 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; so I need to see if I am going to be drinking or not :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The audit was fine I felt that the interview went well and I hope that we pass as a firm and make the Partners happy so our life is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all for now I think time to see who is getting kicked off x factor.  I wanted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Eoghan&lt;/span&gt; to go but I think poor Diana is about to go :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-8087331256148398548?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/8087331256148398548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=8087331256148398548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/8087331256148398548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/8087331256148398548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2008/11/cycle-1-cd12.html' title='Cycle 1 CD12'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-2133958905620589199</id><published>2008-11-23T21:34:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:48:12.869Z</updated><title type='text'>Cycle 1 CD6</title><content type='html'>Well this weekend has been wasted as I went out on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; girls from work and it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; much fun.  I was a naughty wife though and never came home until 11.30 the next day whoops.  My neck is still saw now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It appears that my monthly friend has gone away and looking at the calender it makes you realise how hard getting pregnant can be.  There are only a few days each month that it could actually happen!  For cycle one it ha[[ens to be on our six month anniversary so next weekend should be a nice one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say should but our bathroom roof is leaking AGAIN and we are supposed to be getting our bathroom fitted the end of this week.  This week is going to be a nightmare!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Must&lt;/span&gt; look on the positive side of things (I CAN'T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are being audited in work this week and I have been selected, I might cry.  Wednesday is the day and I am pooping myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah stress is bad when trying to conceive so its not looking good is it? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well that is all for now I am sure that I will be writing on here to say how I buggered the audit and lost the firm its accreditation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-2133958905620589199?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/2133958905620589199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=2133958905620589199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2133958905620589199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/2133958905620589199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2008/11/cycle-1-cd6.html' title='Cycle 1 CD6'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-5302370067660411679</id><published>2008-11-19T19:52:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-19T20:08:15.551Z</updated><title type='text'>Bathrooms in livingrooms and period pains.</title><content type='html'>Well today has been a pain in the arse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have bought a new suite from Rapid as we are finally getting our bathroom done in a couple of weeks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;!  They were supposed to call my mum this morning with a time they were coming to my house.  At 1 o'clock after several calls to Rapid I get a call from the delivery blokes saying they are outside my house d'oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully I was working in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;woolton&lt;/span&gt; office today and got a lift home to let them in and then back to work again.  Now I have a suite in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;livingroom&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is OK and I am getting to spend an extra day a week in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;woolton&lt;/span&gt; which is fabulous.  I am trying to think of ways to market the family department in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;woolton&lt;/span&gt; office.  Part of me feels a little weary about trying for a baby with work the way it is at the moment.  I need to work hard to get my billing up and figures in place so that I will be safe if I have to take maternity leave next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After yesterdays post I can safely say that the glee of getting my period yesterday is well and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;truely&lt;/span&gt; gone and all I have is mild &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;grumyness&lt;/span&gt; and pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well rubbish TV is spoilt tonight as there is friendly between Germany and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;England&lt;/span&gt;.  I half wanted to watch the Scotland and Argentina to hear the Scots sing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Maradona&lt;/span&gt; song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-5302370067660411679?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5302370067660411679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=5302370067660411679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5302370067660411679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/5302370067660411679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2008/11/bathrooms-in-livingrooms-and-period.html' title='Bathrooms in livingrooms and period pains.'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7977411870438626816.post-4567192376356746039</id><published>2008-11-18T20:41:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:32:09.095Z</updated><title type='text'>Day One</title><content type='html'>Well I thought that I would set up a blog to put down my thoughts and feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After almost 6 months of marriage me and my lovely hubby have decided that we are going to try for a baby.  My friend Skip is almost 20 weeks which is making me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; broody.  The addiction that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; also has so many photos of friends who have gorgeous children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been monitoring my cycles and I have been waiting patiently for my period to start so that we can officially start &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TTC&lt;/span&gt;.  Today is the day cycle day 1 (CD1).  I have never been so happy to have my period &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping that this blog quickly turns into a blog about my pregnancy but I know I have to be realistic and may be monitoring my cycles for a a long time yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is that for now and I will keep my little blog updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gems&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7977411870438626816-4567192376356746039?l=mrsscholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4567192376356746039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7977411870438626816&amp;postID=4567192376356746039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/4567192376356746039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7977411870438626816/posts/default/4567192376356746039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsscholes.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-i-thought-that-i-would-set-up-blog.html' title='Day One'/><author><name>Gems</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06258196330532314308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x6SGSXNzto0/Sjf_12cxOGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/IZv6lmcUCBE/S220/3604236991_a1266446ff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
