Been a while but i'm blogging again.

Toast has been my life line for the past six days.
"What would you like to eat hunnie?"
"Toast. Make me Toast... And on sunday, we eat sunday lunch, but now... Toast!"
Can't say i'm not getting my daily intake of fibre. lol.

Halloween today... normally my fave time of year, but i'm stuck at home un-able to party like a woman with loadsa cash (ha!) and no cares. (double ha!) Instead i have to open the door to small people and offer the chocolate that i would rather be eating. (my husband bought expensive Quality Streets instead of Milky way mini bars... I'm gonna be mean and steal all the fudge.)

Oh... my toast is ready (hehe) so i'm outta here.

Fudge-stealer out.

It's amazing what a piece of music can do.

I woke up with yet another need to lock myself away from the world, yet with my head held high i left the warmth of my bed (earlier than usual) and headed for the comfort of my sofa. (well, i tried)

I've been purchasing random pieces of music from iTunes for the past two days. Only roughly 8 tunes, so not much money out of the old account. I've been a big fan of teh old ones like Meat Loaf and Guns n' Roses and Bon Jovi etc, so i decided to get some of Meaty's songs. Imagine my surprise when i find out he's done an amazing cover of 'It's all coming back to me now' originally sung by Celine Dion.
It is truely wonderful... i recomend if you can find it to listen to it. I've always believed the man was an excellent singer, but this is... WOW!

I can assure you it'll be playing on my iPod and in the background while I tidy and walk around town.

I often wonder why i have such excellent ideas for Fanfiction's but when it comes to writing them i have trouble?

I'm reading a Fanfiction by an author called Purple Emperor. She's got some great idea's going on one of my fave stories (Discworld, and, it's about one of my two fave characters, Havelock Vetinari ^_^)
I'm unfortunatly still waiting for the end of the story (C'mon Purple Emperor, I can't wait any longer!) but it does give me even more ideas for stories i could write. I sit infront of the Laptop and stare at the screen thinking...
"Ok... how do i start this damb thing?"

Of course, then there's the time when i think of an excellent start to a story but then spend the next six months trying to finish it. God damb creativity is hard! Ah, to be an author... well, to be a GOOD author. lol

Three months we've been in this house, and we STILL get mail for the previous owners.

The College have written, the Phone company have written... Not to mention we got a knock on the door from the bailiffs???
I decided the other day that i was sick and tired of getting their mail so i started ringing the places and telling them the previous owners where gone and we didn't know where. Hopefully the letters will stop.

Family are a weird and wonderful thing. My brother is close to finishing his doctors course and (soon) will be able to practice. The best person, you'd think, to talk to about pregnancy.
Wrong!
"Don't eat red meat and cook the meat you do have properly. Don't have dairy but try to drink milk. Don't eat runny yolk eggs, do not pass go, do not collect £200..." OMG! Is there anything i can do? y'know, like breathe?

All i can think about now is toast. I suppose i should try to eat something before my stomach starts to digest itself. 25 past 2 isn't the best time to have your first meal of the day. >_<

~Koneko-chan out~

"Congratulations!" My mother beamed as she took the scan off me.
"You have a blob with a head."

Why do mothers always have to say the strangest things? I mean, sure she was ecstatic to hear she was a nana, but, ya' know, blob with a head? I found myself turning the scan around in my hands and almost seeing what she meant.
"The radiologist was happy with the size of the baby for just over 12 weeks" My husband offered, trying to add some normality to the conversation, but it was too late. Now every time i look at my baby i see a blob with a head.

It's funny, you see, i always wanted to have a baby. Before we moved i kept saying i wanted to have a baby. Now i'm, oh... 13ish weeks gone and i'm thinking 'I can't take any more morning sickness... i haven't eaten properly in days and if i fall asleep half way threw 'The weakest link' again i'm going to scream'.

i'm trying to put my friends off having babies. I don't think it's working.

Please, please, please, for the love of all things good and holy...

Don't try this at home!