Not how I expected my weekend to go

Friday was a nightmare at work. My temp, who use to give me a lift, said she wasn’t coming back on Monday. One of the managers had upset her and she didn’t want to work in a place where people are rude to each other. She was furious in the afternoon. I half expected her to up and leave there and then. I think she would’ve if she’d had her car but her husband had borrowed it because his was in the garage.

We were due to go to Brett’s house. Normally I check the trains ahead of time but I left it until 3pm. When I looked it said there were delays my end of the tracks until 5-6pm and his end there was a lot of cancelled trains due to an issue at East Croydon. So I thought we could go at 7pm as the was a train at 7 that looked like it was the usual 1 connection, 1 hour 15 minutes route. But when I got in from work, I realised it would be far too cold, far too late and far too dark to be dragging my toddler on the train. So I told Brett that I’d decided not to come due to the reasons above. I anticipated he’d have the hump but what happened was beyond anything I expected. He was utterly vile to me. Basically insulted my parenting skills by trying to say that taking her to watch a 15 minutes fireworks display in a mild November is the same as a 90 minute December journey at 7pm at night on a Friday after being at Nursery all day. And said I must be such a good mom for taking her to see fireworks (in the dark and cold) but not taking her on a train. Also said I traumatised her by taking her to see Santa. Oh and brought up the one time recently when she was walking underneath me when I was carrying something. I didn’t see her, I turned and my knee knocked her over and she hit her head on the doorframe. Like it was an accident. They happen from time to time. I didn’t mean to hurt her and I felt awful when she was upset. I picked her up and gave her a cuddle. That’s what moms do. I frequently pick her up and cuddle her.

Anyway, he was just horrible to me and I realised that I just don’t need or want him in my life (or Scarlett’s) anymore. So I blocked him for some peace then later I messaged him to say I can’t be with him anymore. I don’t love him in the same way as I used to. I’m not coming for Christmas. And please don’t harass me to get me back or try emotional blackmail like you usually do. I then blocked him again. I was up till almost 3am chatting to my bestie. She had a lot of support and advice to give on leaving a shitty relationship.

Saturday he tried to call me at some point in the morning as I had a voicemail. I only listened to a few seconds before deleting it.

Scarlett got up at 9. She had her bottle and we read some of her new books. She asked for breakfast. I asked her what she wanted, cereal or toast? She said toast. I said tea too? She said yeah! She’s so funny. So she had tea, toast and banana. I waited to eat with my mom as she was going to cook breakfast. We ate at 10:30. Scarlett had some sausage then I put her up for a nap at 11:15. I went up and got in bed because I was so cold and I had a headache. I fell asleep and woke up at 1:30. Then Scarlett woke. I dressed her then I finished putting addresses on the presents I needed to send.

Mom drove me to the post office so I could mail everything. I mailed all my gifts except my Australian secret santa. It was going to cost me £88 to send a £30 gift lol so I decided to try a different postal service. We went into town so I could get a refund on the PS4 Pro I bought Brett for Christmas. So I’m now £300 richer. Which is great because I have Scarlett’s 2nd cake smash to pay for in January as well as her birthday party.

After Argos we went to my nan’s. She had a full house. Everyone was there. We stayed for a few cups of tea. Scarlett had lunch when we first got there. We left at 5. I ordered a Chinese whilst we were watching Madagascar. It took over an hour to come. Scarlett was proper hangry. We ate then I took her up for a bath. I ended up bathing with her. We got our and got dressed. I did her bottle then she said goodnight to everyone as my mom was going to work and so was my brother. I took her up at 9:15 for bed. She was flat out within 15 minutes.

I was watching Grimm on Netflix when the bloody door knocked. I knew who it was. No way was I answering. I have nothing to say to him. I thought I’d made myself pretty clear in my message the night before. I ignored the door. But he knocked twice more. The light in our kitchen was on so I knew he’d see me if I darted upstairs to look out the window. I stood in the doorway and he must’ve sense it because I heard him say something about “come on just answer the door”. I ran upstairs to tell my brother girlfriend not to open the door. Not that she would have. It’s late.

I came back down and he spoke to me through the letterbox. Said he wanted to talk so could I at least open the door. I said no. It won’t change anything. I’m done. I can’t do this anymore. He said he wants to try and he’s listening. I said why listen now. You’ve had almost 2 years. We’re not the same as we were. It’s finished. He got a bit angry and slammed the letterbox. I thought he was gone so sat down but he came back and called my name. So I said what? He said so this is it? You want me to go? I said Yes that’s what I’ve been saying. He said he was sorry it got to this point and sorry we couldn’t work it out. He said he hopes I have a good Christmas and I look after Scarlett then he slammed the letterbox and went. Me and my brother’s girlfriend sat in the front room for a while, expecting him to knock again. But he didn’t. We chatted a bit and then I carried on watching Grimm.

I’m in bed now. Going to have a lazy day tomorrow. I just want to relax and have a laugh with my baby girl. She’s all that matters to me.

TTFN x

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Okay, not single

So we talked. We agreed we both need to do more and be better. I’d had a long ass week at work. So had he. I’m worried about my impending scan (waiting for the letter). Christmas is coming. Money!

Saturday morning Scarlett gave me an epic lay-in. She woke up at 9am. I was like woah! She got up and had her bottle. We watched teletubbies then we had breakfast. She went down for a nap at 11am. Mom and I started tidying my room. It’s been too long since I did it. I managed to get rid of 3 bags of unwanted clothes – both mine and Scarlett’s. Also 2 bags of rubbish. And some recyclables. Overall we did well. She woke up at half 1. We got dressed and headed to my nans for lunch and a cup of tea. We ended up being there until 6pm. Scarlett had dinner there then we headed home. I still had some bits to do in my room so once she was in bed I ate, caught up with Inhumans then headed upstairs to finish. My room looks so much better now.

Today she woke up at half 7. She had a bottle and we played then breakfast. We got dressed and then my mom dropped us at the station. We got to Eastleigh at 10:30. She was a bit shy at first as we don’t see my dad and family that often. She was fine after a while. We had lunch at 12ish then we went to the park behind my Dad’s house. Then we wandered to the lake before heading back.

She was tired so I got her to lay down on a blanket in the front room. She nodded off pretty quick. We left her to nap. We convened in the kitchen. She woke up and they all had dinner (I don’t like gammon so I just had some mash). Then they had pecan pie and custard. Apparently she likes it as she ate all her pudding. We grabbed our stuff at 4:45 and set off for the train station.

We got on the train at 5:15 and were back in Farnborough by 6:05. Mom hadn’t eaten (and neither had I) so we got food on our way home. We ate. Scarlett helped lol she got in the bath at 7:30. I had a shower then I did her bottle and she went to bed at 8. She was out like a light, bless her.

I got into bed at half 9. I found my Fitbit charger so that was on charge after I showered. It had been flashing red at me all day so I had fully expected it to die all day.

Payday tomorrow. Can finally get some of my Christmas shopping done on Saturday. I have 1/3 left to do. Some is online so will get it ordered. We’re taking her to see santa on Saturday. I wonder if she’ll cry like she did last year lol

I’m waiting patiently for my urgent scan referral letter. Hopefully I get that tomorrow. The sooner it’s done, the better I’ll feel.

TTFN x

Ps. There is 28 days till Christmas!!!!

Thank god I am single!

Yesterday was hectic. We got so close to loading Air at work but hit a brick wall, again. It’s so frustrating. I’ve done my part and filled out my import spreadsheets but someone somewhere else hasn’t done their part so it cannot be loaded yet.

Brett FaceTimed Scarlett at 6ish and then I bathed her then put her to bed. I watched some TV and ate my dinner. I messaged him at half 8 to see if he was ok. He’d had a shit day at work, he’d told me in the day. He said no he wasn’t so I asked what’s up? He said don’t worry about it I cba. Meaning it was a long story and he didn’t wanna get in to it. So I called him to say a proper Hey and he was really rude to me. He was like what do you want? He hung up when I was mid sentence. So I messaged him to say he didn’t need to hang up, I’d talk to him tomorrow as he’s clearly busyand he can explain why his day was shit. If he wanted. He went off on one. Started saying I was being difficult and I should just leave him alone when he’s got the hump. And just being absolutely ridiculous. I just sat there reading what he was saying I just felt so drained. Relationships aren’t perfect, I get that. Everyone disagrees. No one agrees with everything. But we are just so up and down, constantly. No matter how much he tells me arguing is normal, it’s not. It drains me. And I just sat there and I realised I didn’t want this anymore. It wasn’t worth the fighting. So I blocked communication and went to bed.

Today I woke up and it took me a while to remember what had occurred. And do you know what, I found myself not caring. I just got up and did the same things I do everyday. Nothing had significantly changed except inside my head. I felt relieved. I didn’t feel drained or boggled. I just felt “okay”. I had taken my ring off the night before. I glanced at it on the side and reminded myself to put it somewhere better than my bedside table. He may ask for it back if he ever tries to chase me. I don’t want him to. I don’t expect him to. But he does know where I am and he may turn up on my doorstep.

I went to work and I had a stressful mid-morning with air. Banged my head against the wall a lot. Afternoon was a laugh though. I helped my manager sort out Secret Santa. I sort of know the person I matched with so that’s good.

After work we headed to the social club for my cousin’s birthday. She is 4 today so her mom has thrown a party. There was a bouncy castle and lots of soft play toys. Scarlett dived straight into the buffet and spent 20 minutes walking around eating a biscuit watching everyone playing. She did a disgusting stinky poo and I had no wipes (I’d come from work) and I reasoned changing her now was a waste of happy as she was soon going home for a bath. So we braved the stench and drove home at 10 to 6. She got straight in the bath. I got in with her. She’s getting better at playing in the bath water whilst I wash my hair under the shower. Once we were both clean we got out. Went downstairs for a cup of tea. She helped my mom eat her dinner (Scarlett had already had her dinner at Nursery). Usually she goes to bed at 7 as she’s shattered but she was happy and playing nicely so I let her stay up. My mom’s friend was here so she was entertaining her. I put her to bed at 8:30. She’s so funny that kid!

My mom, my brother’s girlfriend and me watched Jack Reacher 2 whilst I ate my dinner. Now I’m in bed. Tomorrow I’m going to blitz my room for Christmas. As well as Scarlett’s. I’m living in a mess and it’s doing me no good seeing it every day!

I’m reading again so I’m going to read a bit then go to bed. I’m reading Shadow Demons (Peachville High Demons #4).

TTFN x

It’s the weekend!!!

Wednesday I had a shower then some food. I didn’t watch Doc Martin because last weeks episode was the finale apparently. That annoyed me.

Thursday was just so long. Brett started speaking to me. I watched riverdale during my lunch break. It’s getting interesting. Brett FaceTimed to speak to Scarlett before she went to bed. I watched Emmerdale then I finished watching the Assassin’s Creed movie. It’s not that bad actually considering it’s derived from a video game!

Friday (today) I didn’t want to get up. My head felt heavy and I felt really off balance. I went in to wake Scarlett. She didn’t want to get up either. It was pyjama day for Children in Need so I got her in some clean pyjamas but she was really upset. She was crying and kept trying to hug me, cling on to me. I took her downstairs to do her bottle and make my lunch for Work. She wouldn’t be put down. Normally she will sit on the sofa watching teletubbies. I’d make her bottle and she’d drink it whilst I make my lunch. Not today. Today she wanted to be near me. So I ended up having her sat on the kitchen worktop whilst I made my sandwiches next to her. She had her bottle in the car in the end. I went to work and my mom drove her to Nursery.

The nursery called me at 2:30 to ask if Scarlett was able to have her face painted, due to her eczema. I said she should be fine. So they painted her face and I was sent some pictures on Tapestry to view. She looked cute!

We managed to get to the station for 10 last 5. But we missed the 5:15 train. We got on the 5:30 train but it had an extra change. It had a change at Woking as well as Clapham. Which is fine. We got off at 6:45. Scarlett didn’t need dinner so Brett bathed her and I did her bottle. She went to bed at 8:15ish. She was flat out. We ate our dinner. We had fish and chips. Well I had saveloy as I don’t like fish. It was nice.

I went into Bretts bedroom to get ready for bed. I flicked the lamp on low because unlike my house, Scarlett has to share Brett’s room. I went to take my jeans off and kicked his weights that’s on the floor. I knew I couldn’t make a sound. Instead I just stood there glaring angrily at myself in his mirror waiting for the throbbing pain to subside. I’ve checked the damage and it doesn’t look like it’s done much. If it’ll bruise, it’ll come out tomorrow. So we’ll see. Can’t believe it did.

Scarlett snoring. Brett’s faffing then he’ll be coming to bed. I’m so tired and I’ve got this pain in my head that won’t go away.

TTFN x

Fireworks night 2017

Thursday my Grandad picked me up at 12. We swung by and picked Scarlett up then headed to the dentist. Scarlett had her checkup first. She wouldn’t let them look. The dentist asked if I minded her sort of forcing the issue a little and poking her fingers in to feel. I said no but she may bite (she wouldn’t, she never bites). She felt her teeth very quickly. Next it was my turn. Scarlett laid on me whilst the dentist had a look at my teeth. She said my teeth were fine but my jaw is showing damage. I grind my teeth in my sleep. Which I already knew as I’d previously been fitted for a retainer. She asked if I used it. I explained I had actually lost it and hadn’t gotten around to getting a replacement. She redid the moulding of my teeth. Scarlett was glaring at the dentist like wtf you doing to my mama?

After the dentist we went to my nan’s house for lunch. I put Scarlett down for a nap. She slept for about an hour. We discovered later that my uncle Bunny was on the BBC news because a crane doing work on a house in his road had collapsed onto a house. Luckily no one was hurt. The driver was trapped sideways but managed to escape unhurt.

Friday I felt so tired at work that I did what I don’t usually tend to do. I bought an energy drink. It was partially a precursor to the fact that Brett was due to come down. And he never turns up much before 11pm and I knew I’d be falling asleep without it. But he ended up not coming because he was at work till 9pm. I laid in bed watching some shitty Netflix film. Think I went to sleep about 1am.

Saturday morning Scarlett woke me up at like 5:30. I weren’t down for getting up so early and she didn’t want to get up. She just woke up and cried. Bad dream I guess. I managed to get her to go back to sleep. She woke up at about half 6. She was singing to herself. She didn’t get up till 7:30 so that was ok. I hadn’t really gone back to sleep though so I was tired lol

She had her milk then some breakfast. I put her down for an hours nap before we headed out. I jumped in the shower and sorted myself out. Mom went to grab our breakfast then we had to go. Brett turned up at 10:30 just as I was getting Scarlett up. I dressed her then we left. I ate my breakfast in the car.

Scarlett had her milk and cookies Christmas photo shoot at 11. She did really well. She was loving having cookies basically for breakfast. I can’t wait to get her pictures back next week.

After the shoot we went home. I tried to put Scarlett down for another hour but she wasn’t keen. I made some lunch then we headed to my nan’s for a cuppa tea. After my nan’s we went to Morrison’s to get some shopping. I bought a few xmas presents for my friends kids.

We came home and I cooked dinner after we’d packed the shopping away. We had pizza and cheesy garlic bread. Brett had bought a mini cake for him and Scarlett to share. They had some after dinner. I took her up for a bath at 6:45 then she was ready for bed. I gave her a bottle then I put her to bed.

We left for the cinema at 7:30. My brother’s girlfriend was babysitting. I don’t leave Scarlett with anyone except my parents, Brett’s parents, my grandparents or her godmom. So this was a big deal for me. But I knew she’d be fine as she was in bed and she’s not a typical waker-upper lol

My mom, her boyfriend, me and Brett watched Thor: Ragnarok. It was pretty good. It was funny in places. We figured out a lot of the plot line as we went along. Brett and I could write these films lol

After the movie we drove to a kebab van as the others hadn’t eaten. Then we went home. I got into bed as I was cold and tired. Brett had a cigarette then followed. We didn’t go to bed that late unlike normal when we go to bed at like 2am.

Sunday I heard Scarlett talking to herself on the monitor at like 7ish. Maybe later. She wasn’t crying or shouting to get up so I left her for a while. Think we got up properly at 8. She had a bottle whilst we watched some teletubbies. I gave her breakfast at 10ish then put her down for a nap. She went to sleep at 11. We watched Child 44 together (me and Brett). She woke up about 25 minutes from the end. I dressed her and took her downstairs to play.

We put Shrek the Third on Netflix whilst dinner was cooking. We had a nice cooked roast chicken dinner.

Scarlett has learned 2 new words today. She learned WHY. Dear god not that one lol and also ELBOW. We said where’s your elbow and she said “on my arm” and pointed to her elbow. She’s so clever I could burst with pride.

I tried to put her down for a nap between dinner and fireworks. But she wasn’t game. So we ended up throwing her in the bath at 5:30 and getting her ready for bed. This consisted of a thermal all-in-one with a long sleeved vest underneath then she put on a coat and boots. Plus a hat. Then she was ready to go. We got to the football club at 6:35 and luckily found 4 seats together in the third stand along. Scarlett took turns in sitting on Brett’s lap, my lap or my mom’s. She was fine with the fireworks except when the “louder” ones were all grouped together. They were nosier when there was a few going at the same time. She got a little upset but nothing a little bit of reassurance wouldn’t fix. The show was only 15 minutes long and once it was done we left for Home.

I got her bottle ready and she went to bed at 8. So not an overly late night as she goes to bed at 7 usually. An hour won’t make much difference.

Brett and I stuck a film on at about 9:30 in bed. We watched The Back-Up Plan. He told me the character JLo played reminds him of me 100%. He’s a dick but he’s also correct.

We’re off to sleep now as it’s half 11 almost and I have work tomorrow. I’ve got a busy day as I have a few meetings.

TTFN x

Sunday check in

Friday was a busy day at work. I was really tired because I had kept waking up Thursday night for no reason.

Brett actually finished work at a reasonable time. He got off the train at 8:45. We ordered pizza for dinner and watched a film called Captain Phillips. It was good. We went up to bed at half 11 and agreed we wouldn’t go to sleep late as we were getting up earlier than normal.

Saturday Scarlett woke up at 8ish. Brett got up. We decided we’d have breakfast in town. So he got dressed and headed out. We had McDonald’s breakfast and they messed up the order. We didn’t realise until we’d sat down and we couldn’t be bothered to go back to the till. Scarlett ate her hash brown and a bit of her egg. When we finished we loaded her back in the stroller and headed to the tattoo shop. We arrived and they went about drawing up the right size for our wrists. Brett went first. Scarlett fell asleep whilst he was having his done (despite the shop music) and didn’t wake until I’d had mine done. She was hungry so we popped into Sainsbury’s to grab some bits for Work Monday then we headed to my nan’s for lunch. We had lunch and Scarlett played in the garden, indoors, at the table. Just everywhere, doing different things. She coloured. She read her book (someone read to her). Played catch. Played with her baby. All sorts lol

We walked home at 5ish. I sorted some dinner for her then me and Brett left to head into town for some food and cinema. We ended up going to the Wetherspoons. I had the buttermilk fried chicken burger with cheesy garlic and fries. He had a beef burger with chips. We both had a soft drink. We went to the cinema at 8:30 to see The Snowman. It was quite good but some of it was easy to guess.

We came out of the cinema at 10ish and went into Sainsbury’s so Brett could buy his brother the Fast 8 DVD. We ended up buying Scarlett some outfits, a new jumper and new shoes between us. Typical parents lol

We got the bus at 11:15 and we’re home by 11:30. We pretty much jumped straight in bed. We didn’t want another late night as I wanted us to get up at a reasonable time so we could spend our last day together. Brett agreed I could wake him at 9.

Sunday Scarlett woke up at 7:45. I took her down for a bottle at 8ish and some Sunday snuggles. When she was due breakfast at 9 I took her up to wake Brett up. He pissed me off and wouldn’t get up so I left him to it. I was irritated because the plan had been, I’d make us all breakfast then he’d shower and then he’d watch her whilst I had a bath. Spend time with her, without me. Instead, she started rubbing her eyes just before 10 so I plonked her in her cot and got in the bath. She slept till just after noon.

I had woken Brett up at 10:30 when I was done in the shower. He said he’d get up and shower now. He wanted to have some morning sex first. We forgot to shut my bedroom door and my brother came upstairs for a toilet and peered in (the door was open so no reason why he shouldn’t) to see if I was up, given how late in the day and I have a toddler, and saw Brett’s bare ass and ball sack hanging. Well he says he didn’t see as he quickly ducked back out and had a wee. But there’s no way he didn’t see SOMETHING. We had to stop because we just kept laughing. It was really rather funny. 18 months and no one has ever caught us haha

After that, he got in the shower and I got dressed. I went downstairs to tidy up from breakfast and then relax. Scarlett woke up at midday. I got her dressed. She wore her new Unicorn jumper that Brett bought her in Sainsbury’s. And her new shoes. We set off for my nan’s at 1 for dinner. We stayed all afternoon. Brett nipped home to pick his stuff up. Scarlett fell asleep on my lap for half hour. She seemed a bit like she’s coming down with something. She’s only just getting over having Croup, it turned into a nasty cold. Hope she’s not sick! We dropped Brett off at the station at 5:30 then my Nan dropped us home. Scarlett had some supper then I bathed her. She had her bottle on the sofa with me then we sat and watched some teletubbies. She went to bed at 7:30. Went straight to sleep like a good girl.

I made myself some supper and got ready for bed. I got into bed at 9pm because I’m tired. Scarlett woke up at 10pm crying. I cuddled her and put her back down. Haven’t heard a peep from her yet. Hopefully she’s okay!

Back to work tomorrow. Why are weekends so bloody short!

TTFN x

Ps. Today there is 9 weeks until Christmas Eve!!!!

16 years, never forgotten

I had the best weekend I’ve had in ages. It was really chilled. We barely got up to much and it was great. Brett got here at about 10:45pm. We opened the bottle of Prosecco he brought with him. We had a nice long catch up of our day and then we went up to bed. Scarlett woke up on Saturday at 8:15. I got her from her cot, brought her into my bed so she could see Brett. She climbed all over him and gave him kisses. I said I’d leave him for a bit, wake him in a bit. So I scooped her up and took her downstairs for a bottle and some teletubbies. We practised doing her puzzles. She is getting very good at them now. She had some breakfast then I dressed her and took her upstairs to wake Brett before putting her down for a nap. I woke her up at about 12:30 before my grandad arrived to drop us off at her swimming lesson. She did so well with the lesson, she remembered more than I expected and Brett managed to film a lot of the lesson as he was sat on the sideline watching. He had not been before so that was nice.

After swimming we walked to Farnborough Gate Retail Park for some lunch. It was nice having some family time, just the 3 of us. After lunch we walked to my Nan’s house. Scarlett loves going there because they have a garden she can play in [not that she managed to because it was raining]. She went down for a nap a 3ish and didn’t wake till almost 5. We had dinner at my Nan’s then we walked home. I did bath time and Brett did bottle and bed time. Then we took turns getting in the shower then we went downstairs and watched a movie. We watched the Seventh Son. Brett has never seen it. I watched it when pregnant. Good movie. We went to bed quite late which was silly as one of us has to get up with the toddler lol

She woke up at 8:45am which is an epic lay in for my little princess. We did bottle then woke up Brett. I made us all breakfast at 10am as we were headed out at about 10:30 to go visit my Gran. Brett has never met her so was about time. We stayed until about 12 then we left for home. I put Scarlett down for a nap and then we relaxed. It was nice having some one-to-one time as well as family time. When she woke up we got ready and headed out for some food. We went to town and had a nice meal at Poppins café. After we ate we took her to the soft play at the leisure centre. Brett kicked his shoes off and went in with her for half hour whilst I read my book [which I have now finished]. I was reading “A bucket list to mend a broken heart”. I couldn’t put it down.

We left town at 4ish. I put Brett’s phone on charge whilst he packed his stuff up then at 5:30 my Nan picked him up and dropped him to the train station. After he left I bathed Scarlett and then we snuggled watching teletubbies. She was really worn out after soft play so she asked to go to bed. So at 6:30 I made her bottle and took her up. By the time she had drank it, had a kiss and a cuddle and laid down it was 6:45. By 7:15 she was flat out. I tidied up the kitchen, took the recycling out, put away clean dishes from the draining board and washed up the dirty stuff. I put her toys away in the front room so there was space to hoover [Mom is doing that] and I then got ready for a bed and settled in front of the TV to catch up with Bitten. I managed 5 minutes before my phone rang and ended up on FaceTime with Brett for an hour and a half lol I don’t mind. When we hung up I carried on watching. By then my mom was home. We had a mini catch up then she went and got in bed. I watched the episode, then another and before I knew it was midnight so I crawled into bed and hoped I wouldn’t be too tired.

Today came and I was tired as expected lol I feel like I barely sleep even though my FitBit says I got almost 6 hours. I was just about on time to work. Bloody traffic and shitty weather. My work pal’s dog has gone missing. She was with her dog walker and she just ran off. She has been spotted but someone [it was shared on Facebook] but when my pals mom got there, she couldn’t see her. She hasn’t been seen since. The biggest worry is that the dog Izzy has epilepsy. And this can be triggered by stress/anxiety. She could have a fit if she is scared or the noise of the cars on the busy road. That is another worry. There is main roads near where she was last seen. She is a dog. They don’t have great road sense. I hope for my pals sake they find her soon.

Today marks 16 years since the fall of the twin towers. And since all those people died. I wasn’t there and I wasn’t remotely aware of the whole incident as I was only 10 and our school that day decided to keep us in the dark, which is understandable. But as I got older and learned more about it I realised what happened was such an awful, despicable thing. People lost their lives. Their lives. Families lost their loved ones. Firefighters, police officers, medical personnel, whoever the hell else – they did their utmost best to help everyone. A lot of “off duty” people rallied. They literally showed that United States is called “United” for a reason. We will never forget the people who died, were injured or even those who survived. Nor will we forget the helpers, the heroes and all those in between. We stand, united, as humans.

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TTFN x