Back to Work

So after 51 weeks off work, I'm back. Started 24 hours after getting off my flight from LA, had severe jet lag and felt surprisingly ok about leaving behind the baby and sons 1 & 2.


It was weird using my brain again but firstly had a major wardrobe malfunction. I haven't worn workwear for nearly 2 years as I was in maternity clothes and then in mummy clothes for the last year, poor hubbie had to stop me beating my wardrobe in frustrations trying to find something that matched, went with my shoes (as I have been living in trainers or flip flops) and that was ironed (me and the iron don't get on).


I can't remember what I used to wear to work, to make matters worse we've moved offices to Victoria from Ladbroke Grove so everyone around is young and funky dressers (not in my office though NHS staff aren't known for their fashion sense). So after my meltdown I decided to get new work stuff but then at 2am awake with jet lag I added up what I could remember I'd put on my credit card - things like Gucci sunglasses as I felt flash at the airport after being upgraded to business class I suddenly thought I was rich.


Better go and do some ironing so I don't only have crease free stuff to wear to work.

Ditzy in LA

Well what can I say, sitting in the lobby of our hotel the Andaz in West Hollywood. Its uber trendy but they don't have a reception desk just staff hanging around with laptops in the lobby to check you in and all the other stuff. As they have no uniform its really difficult to know who works there or whose a guest. They serve free wine in the evenings and I thought a guy who was pouring the wine was one of the hotel staff so I asked him if he could open another bottle of wine, looking at me strangely he replied that he didn't know where they kept the bottle opener. Oh no, what a mistake.......... Well how could I know.

We went on a tour of the movie stars homes - no we didn't get to go inside. It was great if a little pricey but we

stopped off at hollywood boulevard and outside the chinese theatre we saw Mathew McConaughey the famous A list star with a hot body.  Yippee we saw a celebrity in LA!!

Off to LA

Yippee, tomorrow off to LA for my friend's wedding Emma. She's already married (boyfriend who she'd never lived with was moving back to US and she needed green card to follow him) so the wedding is on Friday in LA where they live. All the way back in January I told hubbie we were going (she's a v.good friend) and he kept coming up with issues so told him I was going with or without him.... So its without him, and leaving my bundles of trouble behind for 6 days.

Starting to panic as apart from buying loads of clothes off ebay that don't fit I'm not very organised. Looking forward to child-free flight, watching loads of films and not worrying about children needing the loo when the seat belt sign is on.

You know you're middle aged when..

I was looking through The Times saturday supplement and got to the fashion bit which I love. One of the photos had a model with a white shirt open to the navel showing her black bra underneath when I suddenly remarked (outloud) - "I'd really like that if she wasn't showing her bra, why would she not do up her shirt?". Oh dear, I'm middle aged....

Bicycle

I give up with my new bike, I decided to take it for my first ride today. After spending weeks sorting out the right lock (in my ditzy way just bought first lock I saw without checking out whether it can be broken) and insurance (bike has to be kept in right place with approved lock so this took time) etc. Got the top of the road after being lectured by hubbie on how to lock the bike and being waved off by the kids. Then changed gears (I don't really know how to do bike gears) and managed to force the chain off. Great I lasted 2 mins on the bike and then back to the house and in the car. I give up!

Oh the lies I tell

I'm quite random when it comes to telling little white lies to the boys. Son 2 has started asking "mummy how did Arlo get into your tummy". Now this always panics me when the ask about the birds and the bees. So I said "well Daddy put him there", he asks "how did he do that". Now my brain is turning over really fast, so I replied "he bumped his tummy with mine". His reply "did he do it lots of times", this time I could be honest "no only the once". Fortunately, I get pregnant quite easily!