Like emmzzi and wimble, it's time to get a new car.  The Shaguar is like driving a big dumb sofa and just isn't quite me. Not to mention getting laughed at by a security guard for being almost too tiny to see over steering wheel (crap world that only builds executive cars for big six foot guys not weeny little squits like me).  I'll tell him where to stuff his cushion.  Never quite stopped missing the old MX-5 sexy little 2-door (named Buffy) which was totally me but which I selflessly sold when Nugget came along to get more space for child seat.

So need to find a car with a good balance of: sexy and zippy, but practical and with a boot big enough to fit a pushchair, shopping, assorted kid stuff.  If I go for a 2-dr like an Audi TT, it will be fun but require 3-D packing skills.  Think Nugget would like sitting up front on work days.  But would have to keep Precious Husband's ancient machine for family outings (unless baby or husband goes on the roof rack).  If I do sensible thing and get a 4-dr, it needs to be SPECIAL.  Would rather die than live in Ford Mondeo land.  Yes I know it's sad but cars matter (to me). 

Currently mega dangerous on the road because I'm checking out every other car that goes past.  Hard to remember to watch the road when I'm thinking "hmm is that a Volkswagen Ghia 1960" how impractical exactly would a classic car be???

I had exciting morning getting car off sheet ice.  I ventured out yesterday to get laptop from work, miraculously made it back in one piece but car wouldn't go up the final hill to get to our road on account of it being a ski slope (the hill that is, not the car).  So I left car "parked" at humorous angle half on pavement, half on road.  This morning the effing council still hadn't gritted the road, grrr.   Fortunately by wiggling the wheel around a lot and sliding along a chain link fence I was able to get the car back onto "safe" ground.  To relieved look from husband and oblivious grin from little Nugget in the back.  Haven't dared to see if fence did any damage. 

It's chaos out there on the roads - avoid driving if you possibly can as it's still pretty dangerous.  One of the guys from work had his car front end munched by a sliding lorry.  Not major damage, but not fun either.

I'm usually Little Miss Commitment when it comes to work.  Long days, unpaid days over Christmas, no grumbling.  But yesterday...habit of a lifetime come to nil...stricken by a streaming cold, I "worked from home" for hygiene reasons for sake of poor co-workers.  And did I work?  Some of it.  Then from about lunchtimeish I said scr** this and spent rest of day hitting Everquest.  Well I just had to level up didn't I?  

More than anything I would like to lengthen my available functioning conscious hours by two hours a day so I can use up chunks of life in pointless gaming. 

Anyone know any miracle workers?

Nugget can say his first word!  He uses it quite a lot, for everything.  Sadly for me, that word is "dadda".  Sometimes, just for fun, it's "dadda doodoo".  I am very proud.  I'm sure just as soon as he can shape an M with his angelic little mouth, "dadda" will be off the radar...

Nugget is crawling!  OMG it's the cutest thing ever.  Tempt him with anything of interest (my toast, shiny car keys) and here he comes scrambling up, little legs and arms going like pistons, big manic grin, bum wiggling. I want to cover him in chocolate and eat him all up he's so brilliant.    

Thank you gaspodia and gaspodex

Back at work today after horrid day yesterday when I got up in the morning, every joint in my body went "ping" and I couldn't quite walk properly so crawled back into bed post haste.  Let Precious Husband drop Nugget off at nursery which I felt bad about because poor Nugget had a hacking cough and really I would have liked to keep him home, only I totally wasn't up to the challenge. 

After a few hours of dead-to-the-world sleep I felt much better and more human.

Had a great idea for a new service (imagine me pitching this one on Dragon's Den).  Let's call it TLC.  You wake up one day feeling rotten and call in sick to work.  Cue rest of day feeling weak, struggling around house, and feeling bad about the huge mounds of washing up you should really do now you're at home but don't feel up to at all.  What if you could call a helper for the day who will come by to make you scrambled eggs on toast and cups of tea, do a little light housework, entertain the kids, and generally run errands and look after you until you're back on your feet?  Sort of like a mum on an hourly rate.  It could be a useful service for anyone who gets ill unexpectedly on a short term basis.  They could even ring your boss for you, so you don't have to do the sick voice which always sounds fake even when it's absolutely real. 

Okay, there are about a million practical flaws with that idea but I still like the concept. 

Overheard at the weekend, someone commenting about me that "she still looks pregnant", with loyal friend replying that "it's hard to shift the baby weight".  Bl**dy hell.  Am I that elephant-like?  Has it skipped my notice that my friends have been reinforcing their sofas and bringing out their emergency hurricane food supplies prior to my visits?  Is not having a full length mirror at home not so much a poke in the eye to vanity as a blatant denial of reality?  When I play "Climb the Mummy Mountain" with Nugget, is he going to need oxygen?

*Sigh*.  Anyone got any old exercise vids they don't want anymore?

How could I have forgotten to post about most excellent weekend?  Spent time with the Gaspodes playing most excellent present, my new Guitar Hero.  Yeah for the riff from Sunshine of your Love.  Finally, something I truly rock at!

Hilarious moment picking up Precious Husband and Co from boozy beer festival.  Friend T almost comatose so I got pleading phone call to pick them up.  On arrival of car, T walked with great dignity to nearby field and offloaded a little excess real ale.  Round of applause from fellow drinkers as he finally levered himself into car!  Headed off home with car getting a little bit painted on the side, had to be hosed off by Precious Husband when we got back.

Threats in office to install Vista soon.  Does anyone else hate Vista as much as I do?

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