Fish Fingers!

Now I know I only posted this morning but I need to share this with people.  I'm having a dilemma!  So after a failed attempt at making yummy cous cous like Bron makes, I made some nasty nasty mess.  Distressed I have decided to make a fish finger sandwich - well roll really.  Now these rolls are only small and can fit about 3 fish fingers in each.  However this isn't enough.  I want 4 fish fingers but then have the problem of do I have another roll.  What is an acceptable amount of fish fingers for one meal?  Is there a limit?  How much of a fish is in each finger?  So much to consider!  

All advice greatly received!

Dreams can come true....

After much thought and consideration (bearing in mind I have the concentration span of a gnat - so I mean about 2 minutes) I have decided to post my many views and thoughts on the world in a blog in the hope that someone will read and consider me an inspiration to the masses and make me a millionaire.  

So I thought I would start my first blog in the place where I feel most comfortable.  Thats right currently I'm still sitting on my arse in bed, waiting for Dreams to come and deliver my new bed frame.  When I woke this morning, I had this strange sensation that I was moving or camping or something as the mattress on the floor was a new experience for me.  Sadly though, rather than waking up at the edge of a beautiful river, or walking out onto a gorgeous beach, I'm stuck in rainy, cold Wimbledon.

Sitting staring out of the window, I realise just how posh this road is.  Like when me and Lisa went to look at the house originally, it never occured to us just how fancy this road is.  But when you take time to stop and notice, you can see all the pretencious (I cant spell btw) mothers taking their children to private schools, and looking up their nose at us.  My only saving grace is that I live next to a house full of Australians who do love a good party, and whilst I consider us living in this house 'hip and cool' we unlike the Aussies do no have friends puking outside the house after a good party.  

With only 12 days left of this holiday, I must admit I'm a bit distressed that this first week has flown so fast.  Soon I shall be back to school, surrounded by a pile of marking and a bunch of paperwork.  This had me thinking the other day.  Despite all my moaning about how much work I actually have to do, I really am lucky.  I can go into work feeling like shit, having recieved crap news, but can still walk out with a smile on my face.  My kids really do cheer me up.  However, I have noticed an increasing amount of wrinkles and gray hairs lately which has caused me much concern.  Im 24!!  Im not supposed to have this many gray hairs.  Over the last 9 months I have aged so much and am becoming more and more concerned for my appearance 10 years from now.  I keep checking the room for cameras as I have visions of them being hidden, recording me for an appearance on 10 years younger, of course on the recommendation of my nearest and dearest.  I have to sort myself out.  I have to start taking care of my body before I turn 30 and start looking closer to my mothers age.  

Anyway, with me now feeling full of woe and depression over my current appearance, I'm off.  I'm suddenly feeling a craving for hot chocolate, however maybe I should be drinking some form of lumpy green antioxident drink following from the last point.  

Ta ta!!