Just when I was getting it all together!

You know those days where if one thing goes wrong, it all does? Well today was almost the best one yet. First of all I was supposed to meet up with an old friend tomorrow and call before hand to make final arrangements and guess what, I didn't write her number down so I could call her. I do hope she still has mine and calls me. Its a 20 mile trip so not as if I can just pop round easily, there's very few buses where she lives.
Number two, I was trying to download some pictures from my camera onto my computer to use as a post on my other blog and the mousepad on my laptop decided not to work. As I can't plug in both the adaptor for the disk and the external mouse I had to get out my old computer to get the pictures, email them to myself and then save them from there... only when I turned that on my virus protection and run out so I spent ages loading a new one on. That was the third thing and I was getting a bit harrassed so stopped for lunch.
I was working on my Wordpress blog for a challenge set by another member - An A to Z of whatever country you are from.. brilliant, I thought I would go from an historical angle because the UK has some wonderful towns and cities and some amazing history. A subject which is dear to my heart, well social history is anyway. I wrote a nice piece starting with a brief bit about stone age Britain, along with the previously mentioned photos, and then pressed something and lost the lot... I think next time I will type it in Word and paste it on my blog, lesson learned!
So no post, for today has been definitely one of those days. Let's see what tomorrow brings.

Tiptoeing back!

How long has it been? And you dare to show your face again? I asked myself again and again, do I, don't I? Then I said to myself, what do I have to lose? So I am sneaking in quietly, tipoeing one tiny step at a time, peeping round to make sure no one is going to jump on me and confront me with the childhood remonstration

'And just where do you think you have been? you do realise what time it is, don't you?'

Er, actually yes I do and I was hoping I wouldn't disturb you.

'Well, you have and I will tell you, it is 10.08am and the date is the 12th of January 2012.'

That's my youngest son's birthday, today, he is twenty nine today.

'That's an excuse?'

No, I was just saying...

'Well, you are three years late, three years since you bothered to walk through my door! Was it just to tell me it was the boy's birthday.'

No and he's not a boy, he's a man... I was just sneaking back in because ... er... I don't know, I was reading something on another blog and decided to pop by and revisit an old friend, that's ok, isn't it?

'Hmmph'

I can see you are upset and I know I have neglected you but I will try harder - honest.

'........ '

Hello... so you aren't talking to me now...?

OK I'm sorry, there, I've said it! forgive me ... pleeeaasse?

'Well alright, but I don't expect to be left here sitting around, twiddling my thumbs while you go off galivanting with other blogs, right?'

Yes ok, I promise, I'll stick around but...

'But what?'

What if I can't think of anything to write about, I mean my life is pretty boring these days, a bit of gardening, a bit of painting, playing with the grandkids, housework, you know the sort of stuff, who wants to read that?

'Er, hello... and who am I then, a figment of your imagination? I want to at least get the chance to then I can be the judge of whether your drivel is worth reading or not.'

Point taken, so it's ok to come back and start writing again? you really don't mind?

' Come here you silly idiot, of course I don't mind. Give us a hug and don't leave it so long next time, just a word or two will do, maybe a story now and again? Welcome back!'