posts I didn't write
Tee hee! Hi, my name's Will and I'm a bad blogger. Actually, I'm a much better blogger than you'd realise - I have written posts in the last week [checks list and discovers three drafts that haven't been finished], however, it has been one of those weeks that I just haven't got round to finishing a thought, never mind a post. So, here is a list of posts that I didn't write during the last seven days.
W*dnesd*y: Kids will drive us apart (to paraphrase Ian Curtis)
Thanks to the kids being with us our morning routine is destroyed. I don't get the opportunity to go back to bed in the morning, for that moment when I hold her, kiss her. This makes the rest of the day seem incredibly long. When I get home, at night in the afternoon, there is no chance to be alone with her. It is only when we finally get to shut the bedroom door that we are alone. I miss her so much during the day.
Thursday: Insanity is hereditary - it is passed from child to parent [sic]
I honestly believe that my IQ is falling. I have now watched more television in the past four days than in the previous four months. What is worse is that I am enjoying it. I am emotionally involved with the contestants on So You Think You Can Dance? I really wanted Vicki(? I just remember it began with a V - so maybe I'm not that involved)) eliminated from Hell's Kitchen but understood, totally, why Gordon Ramsey got rid of Bobby. I can't believe the idiocy of the contestants on Are You Smarter Than a Fifth Grader? And The Moment of Truth is just car-crash television! You know you should look away, you know that you should move on, but somehow you are drawn totally to watching the disaster enfold in front of your eyes.
Friday: Look what I got in the post
I got a CD from Alan! I also got two books (the next episode of Lucifer and another Nick Hornby article collection). But, I got a CD from Alan!! Isn't getting parcels in the post the bestest!!! Especially ones that you didn't order yourself.
Saturday: I think I'm going to explode
You know how after eating a Chinese meal you are supposed to be hungry 30 minutes later? I over ate! I'm not saying that I was a big, fat, bloated organism, laying around the flat - but three environmentalists tried to drag me back into the sea, to release me back into the wild.
Sunday: I miss my dad, I miss being a dad
Thank goodness I didn't finish this post! This was one of those very dark, very depressing posts. Luckily the day was saved from total disaster when I received a card from Dani. Sometimes you can't see the good things in life until they smack you in the face.
Monday: seriously, they are that enthused?
The tickets for the Lion King went on sale, at school, Saturday morning at 8:30am. That explains the the seven parents who slept overnight outside the school gates. That also explains the sixty-five parents who were already queueing at 5:51am. Do you start to feel that I might be under a little pressure?
Tuesday: no sleep 'til brooklyn (I think I've used this title before)
The email I got from La Directore at 9:45pm was enough to ensure that I didn't fall asleep until 1am. The power cut at 2am meant that I spent the rest of the night not sleeping, scared that I would not hear my watch alarm, my mobile alarm, because there was no CD alarm to wake me up.
So, there you go. Seven posts that I didn't write. Aren't you glad you didn't have to wade through that stream of unconsciousness this past seven days? And that is without talking about "national stupid driving day" or "the exhibition of cows". Anyhoo, gotta go. The kids have left which means that I should be spending time with Maria, not sitting at the computer. Mind you, it's too hot to do anything - so I might just lie on the sofa and watch television. Can't remember if it's So You Think You can Dance? or Hell's Kitchen tonight. But you can bet I'll be there whichever one it is!


Hey I thought my reputation was bad blogger, but lets not go there because last time that sparked the whole round of apologies, and apologies for apologies! ;) Glad you liked the CD, even if it did include a Phil Collins track!
Posted by: Alan | 18 June 2008 at 01:46 AM
ok,now i'm curious, reading alan's comment. which fil collins track?
ditto on the kids destroying routines and not seeing your better half until night, when the doors are shut.
thank you for referencing ian; i am headed to the ipod momentarily.
unrelated but...a complaint here about the romanians: they. suck. bollix. they were like a piece of driftwood yesterday, floating aimlessly and being blown by the wind.
i am addicted to the dance show. i watch gordon online, although if you try hulu.com you can watch episodes of Top Chef (Bravo)--a much better program with truly great chefs competing. i believe salman rushdie's ex wife/girlfriend hosts the show (Padma Lakshmi). give it a try.
Posted by: (S)wine | 18 June 2008 at 03:04 AM
It was Easy Lover, but it was tontosgirl's choice really not mine ;)
Posted by: Alan | 18 June 2008 at 05:42 AM
Oh Alan - you can try to pass the blame as much as you want but it was your handwritting on the envelope :p
(s)wine - Maria phoned her dad on Sunday and he asked who I was following in Euro 2008. I said Romania. He then vowed to follow Romania for the rest of the tournament! So, that was probably the shortest tournament ever for him :^) Me thinks the team to follow is now Holland.
Posted by: will | 18 June 2008 at 07:04 AM
Too HOT?? Oh gawd I wish. I had the central heating on yesterday at one point, it was so cold :-(
Posted by: Croila | 18 June 2008 at 07:08 AM
still atrocious imho, but better than that "it's no fun being an illegal alien" track. at least Fil is quite self-deprecating about his role as a "pop star" and that's always nice to see.
will, indeed a short tourney if you're following them. every tournament they show up with the same style team. they're decent, but there's a reason they're #12 in the world. pretty mediocre. i am following Holland, and i am quite happy for Ze Germans (Guy Ritchie reference here, but i'm sure you caught that).
Posted by: (S)wine | 18 June 2008 at 08:06 AM
Will - I'm in Blighty, and if there's anything you want sent over in another parcel, tell me. Anything. Well, not a llama. Nearly anything.
Posted by: Vanessa | 24 June 2008 at 03:10 PM