I rely on you so much, you are the very thing that keeps my life in check. I write in you as I reserve specific dates for specific things. The days roll by and I adhere to your itinerary. I go places, I fulfill my commitments, I come home and cross the days off. I even blog about those dates and events. Without you I don't think I could possibly function.
But today you let me down. And today I discovered that diaries lie. Huge, whopping stinkers. Lies so huge that you wouldn't think that a lie like that could exist - ever ever ever.
So, how did I discover this?
As I was checking Facebook updates this morn (whilst Belle was dressing for school) I noticed that Jane had posted some pics relating a scrapbook event that we are teaching at in Southampton. I noticed she had written the words ".........for the Scrap-a-Mia event, this weekend". So sure of my diary, I posted "Isn't it next weekend?" and I stopped dead. I panicked, googled and googled (as you do) and discovered "holy bum fluff, it is this weekend".
So I looked at my diary again and I looked at the dates on the Scrap a Mia website and noticed that my diary was indeed LYING to me. I spanked its bottom and sent it to bed with no supper and threw a right hissy fit in the middle of my kitchen. And the stark light of day dawned upon me and I realised that the teaching event was really and truly this weekend.
**insert excruciatingly loud scream here**
Fortch that I had done my class, fortch that I had made my apron and fortch that I had hotel details in which I could book my accommodation. So now along with TV duties on Friday in Peterborough and video shoots with Crafts Beautiful in Colchester on Monday - I am in for a veeeeeeeeeeery long weekend living out of a case and finickity fanackity faffs with travel size shampoos and creased clothes.
And ok, my diary didn't lie, I just put the event in the wrong place but if it wasn't for Jane, I'd not of been there! Thanks, Jane :) Still having palpitations, mind!
Couldn't resist popping these pics on from the weekend. Mum, belle and I went to Liverpool to sample the 5 floor layout of Primark. Primark is where I buy all Ellies pjs and socks. They wash perfectly and suit my current budget. I loves that shop, its gets us out of all sorts of pickles for emergencies. After bagging a few bargain dressing gowns and blankets, we hopped into the streets for a coffee. Even though it was a lovely day, in the shade it was freezing so we decided to pull out our bargain blankets (£2 each!!!) and wrapped up whilst savouring our cuppas.
I didn't care less for anyone giving us weirdo-freaky looks (espesh from girls wearing nothing but belts for skirts and stringlets for tops over their chillblains!!!) 'cos we were cosy and toasty and happy!