Baggy trousers

So a more difficult week. I'm afraid PMT struck! I was literally desperate for chocolate on Monday. My colleague popped out and said she'd bring me something back. I thought maybe a Freddo or a finger of fudge or maybe a Crunchie. This is what she brought! The whole shop! I didn't complain once. Just tucked into the mini eggs! Yum! They did the trick... For about 30 mins.

Same friend asked me what PMT stood for. I gave her a parapraxis (word of the week) answer - Post Mental Tension! I think that's pretty apt but so is Pass My Treats. Or if you prefer PMS - Please More Sugar!

I've been back to the gym, but only once. I've had a busy week. But I will get back properly. But, and it's a big but, I've noticed my jeans have become baggy and I threw some knickers in the bin (the elastic had gone.. But hey they were falling down still!) And...a few people have commented that I'm looking trimmer. All good but a long way to go. My photo for my first stone is not that far off though 😁😁

I must share a funny conversation on my family's group what's app this week between my husband and daughter. I've not asked their permission to publish so I'll disguise their names so you don't know which husband or which daughter I'm speaking of. H = husband, D = daughter, Bumblebee = our cat.

D - Bumblebee is in the dining room eating a mouse. HELP
H - Shut the kitchen and hallway doors, open the door to the garden and coax         him outside.
D - I have done. OMG he's got out! I don't know where the mouse is!
H - Ha ha ha
D - Found it... He's just spewed it up on the carpet!

Don't just assume that when I'm angry I'm on my period. Otherwise when you are sleeping I'll assume you're dead and bury you in the back garden!

Word of the week - parapraxis, also called Freudian slip, is an error of speech that is interpreted as occurring due to the interference of an unconscious subdued wish or internal train of thought.