Woke up pleased as punch (don’t know where they get these sayings from as I was happy, but not liquid or alcoholic) but anyway I could not be more proud of Rob who starts his new life as a Constable Detective today. He was all formal pants and shirt this morning a far cry from waking up to him in his military or fire fighter uniform. I’m really happy for him because this is what all the waiting and studying and stuff was for.

He left a hour before I did, you would think this would give me plenty of time to get ready, but I’m such a lazy bum on Mondays. I just lay there contemplating waking up and was too late to actually do hair so I ended up with this bed head instead of the intended curls (have a cocktail party to attend straight from work so I planned on getting ready at the office and hair that does not look like a crows nest would have helped the situation along.)

My hair is not helpful today in any case, smells lovely though because my hair products (kerastase at the moment) have these days where it just doesn’t feel like activating, but it’ll throw me a bone and atleast smell nice.

Anyway what was my point….

uhm here is five things I know for sure this Monday (how very Oprah of me)

— I’m really proud of Robin

— I need to get to dieting again

— PMS can kiss my ass (currently its too busy kicking my ass to do any kissing)

— I’m super broody (need to babysit again so I can get over it – nothing says rather not like a crying baby)

— I have the attention span of a geriatric goldfish