Shitty Sundays

Before kids Sundays used to be a day of laying in bed smoking and then eating my one meal of the day ( I never ate when I was younger... Far to busy to eat) in bed.. Getting up... Bath... Curling my hair till I resembled a reject kylie M, slipping on my gazelles and puffa jacket and listening to some drum and bass... Now my Sunday's are up at a shit time , watching shit cartoons, cleaning shit off toilets and floors, cleaning the shit hole house that became a shithole when I sat down last night to drink my shitty cheap cava wine thing that marc brought home, as the kids realised I was not going anywhere once that glass was poured so smashed the house to peices whilst I lay down slagging off everyone on CBB... Wow...don't get me started on that!? So after I've cleaned all the shit away this morning I'm faced with 4 kids rucking over where there gonna eat there toast and coco pops... I say at the table...they say front room, I say if you eat nicely we can do this shit...they sling it everywhere.. I clean up shit again,,,,next is what we plan to do...I say walk the dog, cinema, even a bootsale?! Anything?? They say QPR ... not gonna battle that one... so I've been up since 5.30.. I've done all what I need to do..the house has become a shithole again whilst I was in the shower so I'm debating what time is wine o'clock.... I say today should start around 2... That way... I get though this long shitty day pissed... Next week is a good week for me, hair being done tomoz and me weave is coming out... ( I thought it would make me dance better with it in...but I ended u looking like miss piggy on speed) I'm also going to see a consultant about getting my c-section scars taken away and a bit of lipo?? Marc has not agreed to this.. But who wants a fat fanny?? I don't??? Obviously when I told the consultant my scars make me have a fat fanny ( my exact words) he looked slightly disgusted.. I mean I don't actually have a Fat fanny... I just enjoy saying fanny...it's a great word... And fat?! Well fat fanny goes don't it?? anyway... I think I'm gonna go for it as after 4 kids i don't like the war wounds that have been left... So I'll keep you posted on that one, marc is at training all week and I'm glad he still is there?! We did shit ourselves a little when Mark H came in but they get Long fine and marc doing what he does best... Talk shit at football... He's brilliant at his job, but to me... It's shit...him keeping his job is a Touch as I doubt a fat fanny op would go down to well if he had been asked to leave..... I think I'm gonna bring my wine o'clock forward by an hour.... Why not?? I'm gonna eat more shit today as it's shitty Sunday..and start my HCG diet tomoz and lose a stone before fat fanny op... Fucking love that word... Fanny ... On that note I'm off for a glass... Might blog whilst pissed later.. If not tomoz!!! Happy shitty Sunday everyone x