Manic ramblings

This is my 3rd day of solitary confinement. Before you yummy mummies start fainting with envy at all my personal space, time and silence, remember that this is enforced. Albeit by moi. Knowing how I feel about sneezers and suchlike in these swine flu-fraught days, I anticipate massive personal rejection if I venture into the mainstream while I am so nasually liquid. Hence - me, here, alone, today, again. There is a good chance that I will post 10 times today just because, when I do, it feels as though you blogbuds are here; drinking coffee and talking about everything and nothing with me. I wonder if I need institionalization? Been up since 3am - thats cos we went to bed at 9.

Seemed like a good idea at the time but obviously, not so much.

Coz by 3am I had had my 6 hours and my bod was like:

"Ok morning now"

Instead of replying: "Aw shuddup!" and ignoring it like any normal person would have done, I got up.

What was I thinking!

Before I go, I must just tell you two things:

1) Last night DH brought flowers home, plus made supper Oh joy!

And that was before he read yesterday's post

He laughed like a drain (why a drain, I wonder?) when he did read it though.

Gotta hand it to the guy.

2) This morning 5.30am, I was interrupted (blogging!) by my cell phone ringing.

Who rings at 5.30am?

DH, thats who

From his bed upstairs, asking for coffee!

Who am I?

The butler?

Bwahahahaaa

I took it to him, hey

The man is actually a star