Well first off i'll start with an ouch! About a week ago Matt dropped a glass in the kitchen and it smashed, we thought we'd got it all up but it turns out there is some lurking in the carpet, which found its self in my toe this evening.
Cue me trying to put a plaster on my toe, no easy task when bending over is becoming increasingly difficult due to a certain mr baby living in my abdomen. Having managed eventually to get one stuck to my foot I then notice that there is a lovely bright red trail across the carpet from the kitchen to the living room and Matt having a go at me for getting blood on the carpet and promptly getting my the carpet cleaner to tidy up. Cheers honey, its nice to know you care!

I quite like Wednesday evenings, Matt buggers off to the pub leaving me with quality puppy time and the freedom to choose what's on the tv, which for the last few weeks I have chosen to watch Silent Witness. I've always liked things like that, maybe its my wierd fascination with the morbid side of life. Maybe its still a part of me that wants to be a foresnic pathologist, either way it means I get to watch Dr Harry Cunningham for an hour and he is yummy to look at!

I am really bad at ending blog entries, just as I am at coming up with entry titles. So maybe I should just have titleless entries that just end on nothing, like a cliff hanger?