Worzel Gummidge has nothing on me LOL

Afternoon everyone :)

Finally after an hour battle (scowl,) Pickles has given in and gone down for a nap. Had an awful night again last night with him he finally went to sleep at 1.30am but was up at exactly the same time as yesterday 5.40. I wasn't going to give in this time and get him up. I went in several times and in the end gave him a bottle of milk to drink in his cot and then went back to bed and literally sandwiched my head between four huge pillows. I couldn't sleep but at least there was silence for a while LOL.

I can't remember the last time I made anything I have been so dog tired with my OH away all of the time and Pickles refusing to sleep and a stroppy teenager to contend with arrrrrgggghhhhhh I needed that, I feel a bit better now :)

Just had some good news my OH is heading back from Gloucester at 4pm so he should hopefully be home for bed time, traffic willing. I am going to go to sandwich my head between four pillows again in bed when he gets in and he can sort them out LOL

Just off to the greenhouse to water my tomatoes, chillies, peppers, aubergines, cucumbers and melons and water the hanging baskets. When I came back earlier from dropping little miss temperamental of at her friends I happened to glance at the front garden. When on earth did all of that grow! I have been that busy and tired and it's been chucking it down the past couple of days I hadn't even noticed LOL. The air was filled with an overwhelming yummy smell of old roses pure unadulterated heaven arrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

That was until of course my nose started to twitch and my brain came to the realisation that I hadn't taken any hayfever tablets today.It then past the message quicker than lightening down to my nostrils achoooooooooo. I haven't stopped sneezing since; I look like blinkin Rudolph for Pete’s sake. I caught a glance at myself in the bay window and frightened myself half to death. I had a scruffy t-shirt and tracksuit bottoms on my grey skin and hollow drawn eyes streaming and nose twitching from the hayfever and my heeeeeeeeeeeeeeed. Well Worzel Gummidge has got nothing on me today I look like I have been dragged through a hedge backwards. A dirty great big one at that, Leylandi sized with no word of a lie. I live in an area of the‘ladies what lunches', all perfect and ST Tropet’ed to within an inch of their lives and I looked like a vagrant trying to break in. I have to get myself and Pickles sleeping sorted this is ridiculous.

I've told my OH I am booking myself in for a major rehaul in a couple of weeks time, facial, massage, eyebrow shape, manicure, pedicure, haircut the entire shebang and I demanded new clothes too. I think he recognised I was a slowly going deranged woman on the edge and smiled and simply said "yes, do it, you deserve it" ehhhhhhhhhhh ????????

What’s all that about then? Agreeing with me (confused) "no, not another craft mag" he declared last week when I asked him to pick me the latest copy of Let's Knit for the Grande ole price of £4.99 from the supermarket.! Men, eh and they say we are hard to work out.

I am being hailed now by Master Pickles informing me at the greatest of decibels to rescue him from the curtain monster so I must go for now. I’ll hopefully be popping back on later to upload a few things when my OH gets back.

I hope everybody has a lovely day and ((hugs)) to those that can't :)

Cheers ears :)