*97** what a day

So yesterday was quite an insane day.

In the morning I put my body through TWO exercise classes because I'm a klutz who can't even manage her diary obviously.  Oh boy.  Let's just say that if anybody mentions 'planks' or 'burpees' in my presence I won't be responsible for my actions. (Truth be known that not much will actually happen because I'm way too sore to do anything meaningful at all).

I then attended TWO school meetings TWO hours apart and had to go back home in between and feed my children some dubiously nutritionally balanced microwave lasagne for dinner.

The shame.

Italian mother's guilt and all that followed, but I told myself that it could be put down to a life-lesson for when they'll be in college and let's face it... they will most definitively not be cooking lasagne from scratch. 

The 'smell' certainly brought me back to my student days!!  Alarmingly Tesco still sells lasagne ready meal for £1.00 a pack.  That is an increase of only 0.01 pence since 1995.  That can't be right... right?  It's scary.  Either we were over charged (if you'd tasted them you'd see the irony of this statement) or today's price/ingredients should be investigated.  For real.

So two classes, two meetings, one visit from the cabinet maker, one from the glazier, one from the builder/contractor.  Numerous coffees were brewed for all of them.  The dog was walked.  

The hem was sewn on the Esme tunic from yesterday's post.

I went to bed without taking my mascara off which is as bad as feeding the precious fruits of loins microwave food.

I also started this book:

After my' two Popes in one day' day I couldn't resist it.  It's intriguing.

 

And don't you love a book with the bookmark/ribbon thingy?  What can I say... I'm easily pleased!

Comments

[CJ]

Yes, love those ribbons, classy no? I bought a book at a secondhand bookshop recently purely on the basis of a pretty cover and a nice ribbon. It sounds like you had a humdinger of day. Had I done two exercise classes I would definitely have fallen asleep in the meetings. In fact I would have fallen asleep even without the exercise classes. The lasagne thing is a mystery. I wonder if they have a backlog of them that they made in the nineties and are still selling off now... CJ xx

[Aliwhale]

Sounds like an exhausting day and in my house a burpee is what you do loudly immediately after gulping fizzy pop, nothing else.....

[Teresa]

I hope you've recovered from your insane day, but this post is funny! I completely undertstand the guilt 😌. Sometimes, life is too short to cook lasagne from scratch. Luckily for me, my local supermarket sells its own 'homemade' lasagne, which I think is just as good. And I only leave makeup on when going to bed if it's late, and the bed is due for a change, ha ha!
Teresa x

[The Coffee Lady]

Fish and chips works better. Then you don't have to have Italian mother's guilt since fish and chips are never cooked lovingly by women in aprons. Though it costs a bit more than a quid.

[elsy]

book is on my list....let us know what you think?

[mamma]

Era tanto che non guardavo il tuo blog.... e' sempre molto carino peccato che ogni anno non pubblichi il diario e le foto....
poi peccato perche' non capisco tutto (meglio poco)
bacione

[Amy at love made my home]

My goodness, what a day! I hope that you have had a big rest since then. That lasagne sounds scary indeed! xx