Ella's getting a haircut!

Ella has requested she have a hair cut. My best friend when I was younger is a hairdresser and I have just discovered she works at the salon right round the corner!!! So we went in yesterday and saw some ladies having their hair cut and I asked Ella if she was SURE she wanted it cut. She was very excited about it, so she has an appointment for 2pm today. I do not really want her hair chopped off, so it'll just be a trim. I was thinking... She still has the hair she was born with... the ends have got to need a bit of a cut?! lol.

I shall inform you all how it goes later. Knowing her, she'll freak out when she gets there!

Today I have...

Made a million invitations, Cleaned the whole of downstairs thoroughly... every little corner cleaned, Looked after the kids all day of course, Done lunch, Cooked dinner (rare!), done all of the dishes including dinners dishes, reorganized the wardrobes, tidied our room....

...yet ive still managed to find time to check out wedding things! I need to stop.

Weddings...

I am so obsessed with my wedding. I have not even had the proposal yet it's all perfectly planned in my head! I've come up with several money-saving plans, including the cake, the invitations/place cards, the favors, the dress.....

There is however one thing I am undecided on... Colours.

I would LOVE a black and white wedding. I love black and white. I think that would be so cool. Everything just black... and white.

But is it going to be more hassle than its worth to get everything to fit in with that colour scheme?

So I thought... brown! Whites and Browns and Creams and Golds...

But I cannot find any brown bridesmaid dresses.

So I thought... burgandy... EVERYTHING is burgandy. You could like... buy your whole wedding on ebay, if you were doing burgandy... But its so boring....

Thoughts anyone?

HAIRCUT!

Oooh and I forgot to mention. Joey had his first haircut on Saturday. I called like... 10 different places asking if they would cut his hair and they all said no in one way or another. One stupid woman said "as long as he doesn't wriggle" "of course he'll wriggle, he's 11 months old"... and she proceeded to tell me that i should just ask him to sit still... was she having a laugh or something? was she about to yell "april fools!"??? So... I just cut it myself! Not bad, I have to say!

Chris' Mother.

If theres one thing I hate about Chris' mum... like if I could only pick ONE thing... It would be that she will do EVERYTHING in her power to try and check out the whole of the house, and how clean and tidy it is/isnt. And she usually uses Ella to do so. I cannot stand it. I remember when I mentioned it to Chris, and he said he'd never noticed, then she came round the next day, and sure enough, she was in full nosey form!

Yesterday they took the kids to the park. When they came back, they'd bought Ella a little windmill thing. They were basically still standing outside the front door, and Chris' mum says "Ella show mummy what you've got! Shall we go in the garden to show her what it does?"... Garden is ALWAYS her excuse. To get to the garden, you walk through the back room and the kitchen.

I remember once in our old house (where the set up was similar), Ella was having a 2 year olds tantrum. It was a cold, wet, windy day... and what was Chris' mums solution to this tantrum... "Shall we go in the garden Ella?! Get your shoes, and we'll play!"... They were out there literally seconds before deciding it wasn't the right whether (which she knew anyway), and came back in. It only takes a couple of seconds for her to have a good old nose.

So anyway, she puts Ellas windmill in the garden, but Ella cries. Its Ellas windmill. Why would she want it in the garden?

A few mins later... "Ella wee wee potty"... Ella goes to have a wee wee on her potty which is in the front room, but... "hmmm... what a fantastic opportunity to nose at the state of upstairs", thinks Chris' mum, so she says "Ella want to go upstairs to the toilet?" So of course, Ella then wants to go upstairs to have a wee wee. She like... plants the idea into Ella's mind, so that there is no other option. Well... I was so pissed off with what she was doing that I said "no." They both kept trying to go upstairs, and I just started saying NO NO NO NO NO!... Upstairs was very tidy and clean actually, but I was just so annoyed with what she was trying to do that I didnt WANT her to go up there. Had she said SHE needed a wee, then thats a different idea, but she was trying to get up there using Ella.

Anyway, thats my rant done for the weekend. Today has been nice and boring and uneventful, as Monday's always are. Joey is napping, Ella is relaxing with some cheese... Ahhh fun!

The Arguement...

Playgroup. Ella goes three sessions a week, at currently £5.50GBP per session. They returned to playgroup on 3rd January.

(Due to having the flu, Ella was unable to attend playgroup until this past week, BUT I still have to pay for each session her name was on the register, whether she was there, or not.)

So... thats 2 sessions on the first week back. 3 sessions on the second week back.

On Monday, when Ella went back, I went in to pay for the past 2 weeks. 5 sessions. That's £27.50. I gave them £30, but as they didn't have any change, I said I would knock the £2.50 off this weeks payment, and therefore owe £14.

Today, I go to pay my £14 for this week, and am told "No. The £14 was extra on top of the £16.50 this week."

"No. It wasn't. I paid £30 on Monday, and this is the extra £14."
"You owed £44 for the first three weeks"
"yes. £30 on Monday. £14 here, equals £44."
"And then this weeks £16.50 on top of that"
"No. This £14 is for this weeks sessions"

...and on the arguement continues. So I stand there explaining that there have only been 3 weeks, and this is the total cost for those three weeks. She tries to tell me that there have been four weeks. So I point at my mobile, which displays the date very large... "19th January"...

"this means there have only been three weeks in January, and the first week was only half...."
"shhh! im counting the registers to show you...."

So on she goes... counts out three weeks of registers... but wheres the fourth week?

"right... so theres the first week, second week, this week...... wheres last week?"
"last week was the sec...."
"No, no no. Hold on"

So she starts jotting down different calculations, and I just yelled...."LOOK. I OWE £44. I GAVE £30 ON MONDAY, AND £14 TODAY! THATS THAT. I PAY NEXT WEEKS, NEXT WEEK"

And as she continues trying to work it out, a lightbulb goes off in her head and she realises ... hey... this girls right... and she mumbles "yes it was 3 weeks... £44"...

No apology. No "yes you're right". Just a face like a wet weekend.

I then go on to explain that I pay for each week at the END of the week, rather than the beginning, because thats when I can afford it... and off she goes again

"Well I would RATHER you paid at the beginning of the week to save all this hassle"...

ummm hello. Are you the one trying to finance an obscenely expensive playgroup for a 2 year old?!?! and have you ever complained before now?! no. shes never complained about it before, because its never been an issue, until you are proven wrong by a 19 year old and feel like a thick bitch.

So there you go. There was 5 mins of my day so far! Joey is taking a nap, and Ella is lying on the settee with a blanket and a dolly, watching tv, because she's tired, but doesn't want to go to bed.

Meanwhile, I clean. But I have cleaned everywhere and have nowhere to clean. Now what to do?

Happy New Year

LOL! Wow, its been an age since I updated this thing... But I've decided to make it a new daily ritual as I used to. I will start after I've given the kiddos something to eat!