4 months after the event and even though I've not even so much as sat behind the wheel, let alone accelerated myself along on anything other than my legs - I've finally gotten round to surrendering my Driver's License because of my f*&%$@! medical condition.
Though the Mr. thinks I quite enjoy being driven about - I do miss knowing that I can drive if I want to (and I totally could if I really had to but would be in the shizzle if I got caught...) and gleefully overtaking the crap out of slowbies on the motorway - the fact that my trusty pink card won't be in my purse for another 12 months makes me feel very vulnerable.
To anyone else I'll just look like some kid without ID who can't drive -.-
Wednesday, 15 December 2010
Thursday, 2 December 2010
Teabags and Sausages.
So, as the snow...I would say 'rages on' but it's more a 'persistent flurry' but that sounds no way near as menacing.
Once again though, I'm so grateful that we have a Tesco Express downstairs from our home. But seeing as planes, trains and automobiles are struggling to function in the snow it seems that the Tesco's delivery man has been unable to do his job.
I wandered downstairs and realised that I might have been a little late to the panic-buying party - things like loaves of bread, potatoes, long-life semi-skimmed milk and pizza were either low or out of stock. But I managed to get what I felt we needed, though truth be told I've kept a fully loaded and constantly replenished Nigella-esque larder - a hoarding characteristic I've inherited from my Mother.
My freezer just had two packs of sausages and some chicken thighs added to it's stock of battered fish, apple pies, dumplings and Chinese buns. I fear we may actually put on weight during this time of hibernation.
Once again though, I'm so grateful that we have a Tesco Express downstairs from our home. But seeing as planes, trains and automobiles are struggling to function in the snow it seems that the Tesco's delivery man has been unable to do his job.
I wandered downstairs and realised that I might have been a little late to the panic-buying party - things like loaves of bread, potatoes, long-life semi-skimmed milk and pizza were either low or out of stock. But I managed to get what I felt we needed, though truth be told I've kept a fully loaded and constantly replenished Nigella-esque larder - a hoarding characteristic I've inherited from my Mother.
My freezer just had two packs of sausages and some chicken thighs added to it's stock of battered fish, apple pies, dumplings and Chinese buns. I fear we may actually put on weight during this time of hibernation.
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