The Countdown has begun

Oh Blimey, It's December Tomorrow!

That means a number of things

1: My shop will start playing the 'odd' Christmas track. I was told when i started my job that we never play Christmas music! well that's all about to change

2: It's non stop at 100 miles an hour until the early days of January

3: I only have 24 days to find a Christmas card that says 'Nan'. i went into a card shop the other day and found all the relative cards apart from one that said 'Nan'. When i asked the girl if she said any, she pointed me to all the ones that said 'Granny' and 'Grandma' and 'Nanna'. I told her that I needed one that said 'Nan' and she gave me a blank look accompanied with the line 'Does it really matter?'

YES IT BLOODY DOES. I'm not sure if it bothers anyone else, it probably doesn't. But i have NEVER called me Nan anything other than 'Nan' so why should i buy a card saying 'To my Wonderful Grandmama?'

4: I need to tell various family members what i want for Christmas and Birthday. That would be fine if I knew what I wanted. But i don't know.

5: I have to write copious amounts if Christmas cards, Wrap bundles of presents and buy food that begins with the letter C

Anyway, onto other news.

The bus I took to work on Tuesday was carved up by a lovely taxi driver. This caused the bus to break incredibly quickly and resulted in both a car going into the back of us and me flying forward. I had no chair in front of me to hold on to so I reached and grabbed the window on one side and a pole on the other. This made me reach slightly too far, and this made me tear the muscle in my chest. ooh yes, that was slightly painful. so works been slightly annoying the past few days. With an inability to lift, carry, push, pull and reach, I have been deemed pretty useless! lucky me. But i did get to wear a lovely dress to the Beautiful Siany-Sian's party last night. Which made me feel much better.

Hang on a tick, No one's brought me an Advent calendar! What's Up With That?

Soapy Credit Crunch

Is it safe to put a debit card through the washing machine?

I 'borrowed' McBride's hoodie a couple of days ago and my bank card somehow ended up in the pocket (probably when i was buying a very healthy breakfast consisting of a pasty and a cherry coke)

I thought I'd lost it (the card not the hoddie) but then i saw something blue wizzing around the washing machine this morning. All I'm worried about now is if the bloody thing will still work?

Not that I've got much money to spend anyway. With (and I hate saying this) Christmas round the corner, things have become a little tight. But to be honest I'd rather be broke after my October pay packet than my November one. I hate having no money at Christmas time, Especially since I'm working 8 til five then rushing straight up to havant for Wind In The Willows. Christmas this year is going to be very busy and I'll need the money to buy grab and go food and the odd bottle of echo falls.

It's my 21st as well this year. Got my party all set up and paid for (very organised for me i must say!) It's Siany Sians 18th next week, My store turns 2 (that's means i've been a slave to Gunwharf for two years) It's Kitten Birthday on the 16th December, Mine On The 19th. I've got a weekend of dressing like a thunderbird, a weekend of dressing like Super Mario, two weeks of Dressing like a mouse and a squirrel, Father Chrismas will hopefully stop by, (as will my now slightly crazy nan) and then It's new year. Bloody hell, and In between all that I somehow need to take time to do mundane things like sleeping and eating.

Why am i wasting time typing this, i need to go and cash a cheque, buy some guitar strings, teach 14 very hyper-active children, rehearse, then come home and eat some toast.

Now where did i put Bernards watch?