"Mothers are amazing!  The father is equally amazing, but in a different way".... as if to prove this point I was presented with a new t-shirt today.  Not good with words, father has a tendency to buy me things to cheer me up.  Before Christmas he brought home Cuddles the teddy bear to help me through my tears.  Today I was given a t-shirt.  I opened it up to see Wonderwoman.  Erm..... thanks?!  "Its you... its wonderwoman"  Aawww, thankyou daddy.  Once again, even though my own self-belief is low at least I know the parents still think I'm the best thing since sliced bread.  And as a big cartoon fan in his youth, still to this day he uses his childhood Batman mug when he goes to the grandparents house, I felt truly honoured to be labelled as Wonderwoman.  And if I'm honest, she looks pretty damn cool.  And it fits just right.

Today was a very sad day in the house.  It was time to say goodbye to Corrie.  She arrived about 2 years ago when one of the uncles flew away to Cyprus, the hairy little girl would never cope with such temperatures so she was adopted in to the house.  But now the uncle's wife is returning to study for a PhD and wants her doggy back.  I knew it was coming, I had been warned months ago that we would be losing her but it had been delayed several times so I had convinced myself she might get to stay.  But today the father came in the room to break the bad news to me.  I had to tell the boyfriend immediately, at times I worried that he loved her more than me, but there was nothing he could do, not even a goodbye.  I said my goodbyes to her, gave her one last breadstick to nibble on, and took the other little man in my arms to wave goodbye to her at the door.  He tried to stop it, he tried to keep hold of her lead but he had to let go.  So we waved to our favourite little westie and came inside for a little cry together.  But hey, at least she has only moved house... although with the brother moving out and the fat step sister meant to have gone weeks ago but still lingering, it did just add to the list of everyone else who is moving on while I feel trapped.  Not to worry though, I phoned the doctors and they can fit me in on the 9th of June... I could be dead by then [if I had some sort of illness, fortunately not] but at least it gives me chance to keep an eye on the moods to make sure it is worth the visit.

"You can never go home again, but the truth is you can never leave home, so it's all right"_ Maya Angelou.  Just the quote I needed from my calendar today.......

Time for a quiet night in with a bit of TV and 1984 to distract myself from the boyfriend's night out with friends.

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