A Song From Your Favourite Album
Hmmm, first thing – what’s my favourite album? Good question, I have a few…
I’ll pick one by an artist I haven’t used yet just for variety.
So, from Minutes to Midnight by Linkin Park, I choose:
Like pretty much everyone over the age of fifteen it seems, we don’t really do Valentine’s Day in our house. But still, a girl can dream/wish/hint can’t she
Preferably either a mountain of white chocolate, a box of Milk Tray or Terry Gold Milk selection… or all three. Or any suitable substitute. This is a possibly achievable one, if a certain someone even remembers what day Valentine’s Day is. (Monday 14th – which is next Monday. *cough* isn’t hinting *cough*)
2. A bottle of rosé followed by a couple of fancy cocktails and an All-You-Can-Eat Chinese.
I’m clearly just craving spring rolls or something because I was going to write ‘and a nice meal’ but that didn’t appear on the page in front of me despite thinking it…
(Nine months is a long time without being allowed to consume a decent amount of alcohol. Oh well, not long to go til I can at least have a little cocktail or two – expressing is a wonderful thing when you want a night out.)
3. A baby-trained toddler
I’m sure Tori is going to be just great when BabyBump arrives…but still, if she could be auto-programmed to know all the dos and don’ts before Bumpy arrives I’m sure it would do wonders for all of our sanity…
4. A Day Of Being Size 10 Again
This would be great. No offence to BabyBump (I love you) but I do feel like a stuffed walrus 90% of the time at the moment and 24 hours in my size 10 jeans and a skinny top would be like a beach holiday in the Caribbean.
5. A housemaid
I suck at housekeeping. I hate hoovering and I’m too short to reach the cobwebs in the corners and on the lights. I don’t want her to cook, bake or even really look after Tori (aside from clearing up after her whirlwinding through the front room) – I just want her to put away washing, remember to put the tumble dryer on, get rid of the high-up cobwebs, hoover and at least assist with the never ending war against the washing up…
As it is, my Valentine’s Day plans are as follows: ‘Midwife appointment at 2.30pm’ …..aaand that’s about it.
And on a total aside, there is a lack of ‘single red rose’ on the list because, despite it being the whole traditionally romantic thing to do, when the first Valentine’s rose you ever received came from your Geography teacher pretending to be your boyfriend you forever have odd associations with them… (To explain, it was Year 11, I had been with my then-boyfriend for nearly three years and our school did a flower delivery service type thing every Valentine’s. BF and I had agreed not to do it as we’d got other presents, however, aforementioned teacher thought this lack of obvious romance – aka the humiliation of having a flower LOUDLY delivered to you by a smugly beaming Year 7 in front of the rest of your class – was a disgrace and ordered one for me in the BF’s name. Sadly it didn’t take long to get around that a teacher had bought me a rose. Most. Embarrassing. Valentine’s. Day. Ever.)
Aaaanyway…Romance isn’t exactly brimming over with champagne and chocolates in our house, how about yours?? Hop on over to KateTakes5 and check out everyone else’s Valentine’s Day dreams, they vary from sensible to just plain wacky and are brimming with wishful thinking – You never know, maybe we’ll all get a bit of what we wish for, we’ll have to report back next week!!