2ScottishPrincesses
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Pancake Sunday went really well....too well at one point I felt like one of those third world workers banging out all those pancakes
, none of the old dear keeled over so I think we're in the clear
We had a stall with Fairtrade products on it and leaflets advertising Fairtrade fortnight which starts soon, I don't know if the kids were promoting or not but we made a nice little amount of money and they're going to decide on a third world project to put the money to (probably buy a pig and some chickens). I work for an International Aid Fund so I can sort it all out for them at work.
Jo, your poor kids how could you deprive them of their pancakes. If they'd come up to their Auntie Kirsteen's I would have given them Mickey shaped pancakes (though a couple of the Mickey's looked like they had a cauliflower ear
) Everyone that I know who's been to Rome has loved it
, I'm sure you'll have a fabby time.
A quote "In the Christian calendar, the day before Ash Wednesday, which marks the beginning of Lent, traditionally a period of fasting. Shrove comes from the Roman Catholic practice of confessing ones sins and being absolved of them, or shriven. This takes place on Ash Wednesday. In Brazil and the US it is known as Mardi Gras (Fat Tuesday), and in the United Kingdom more often as Pancake Day because flour, eggs, milk, and butter were used up in the making of pancakes."
It doesn't matter that we had our pancakes today as I'm Church of Scotland, not nearly so many rules
....in fact they over the moon if you just turn up on a Sunday.
After all this holy talk I need to go and have a big G & T and tell some dirty jokes to get myself back to normal
, none of the old dear keeled over so I think we're in the clear
We had a stall with Fairtrade products on it and leaflets advertising Fairtrade fortnight which starts soon, I don't know if the kids were promoting or not but we made a nice little amount of money and they're going to decide on a third world project to put the money to (probably buy a pig and some chickens). I work for an International Aid Fund so I can sort it all out for them at work.Jo, your poor kids how could you deprive them of their pancakes. If they'd come up to their Auntie Kirsteen's I would have given them Mickey shaped pancakes (though a couple of the Mickey's looked like they had a cauliflower ear
) Everyone that I know who's been to Rome has loved it
, I'm sure you'll have a fabby time.A quote "In the Christian calendar, the day before Ash Wednesday, which marks the beginning of Lent, traditionally a period of fasting. Shrove comes from the Roman Catholic practice of confessing ones sins and being absolved of them, or shriven. This takes place on Ash Wednesday. In Brazil and the US it is known as Mardi Gras (Fat Tuesday), and in the United Kingdom more often as Pancake Day because flour, eggs, milk, and butter were used up in the making of pancakes."
It doesn't matter that we had our pancakes today as I'm Church of Scotland, not nearly so many rules
....in fact they over the moon if you just turn up on a Sunday.After all this holy talk I need to go and have a big G & T and tell some dirty jokes to get myself back to normal
No amount of sex would uncross him. He's not being super sweet.
Plus we found out that our tax return won't be even half of what we thought. My working has bumped us into the next tax bracket. Like Jenna says, just another great argument for staying home.
Another reason to leave the girls behind

I can see it now in pink:
and some are like me, Gods problem children (you know how it is....he loves us to bits but his patience is streatched to the max
. I got the all clear at the breast clinic yesterday
. Captain Sensible said last night "Do you not think you should just leave looking at holidays 'til we know we're def. going to be able to go?"
...I should really get at least two holidays a year on the NHS
. Anyway GP thought that it may be fibroids but wanted to get it checked out as my aunt and grannie on my mum's side both died of breast cancer. At that appointment she also put me back on the pill to see if it was the old *****mones....sorry hormones...that were causing the problem. Turns our it was the dreaded *****mones that were causing all the problems and even though the girls are lumpy it's nothing to worry about, I didn't even need to have a dreaded mamogram
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