Firstly I have to tell you that ever since Mummy smelled that salted caramel candle she's been wobbling on about needing to buy one. Anyway she had all her candles on yesterday and when one ran out she went to get a new one from the massive stockpile and realised all this time she already had salted caramel. Stupid woman.
On Tuesday Mummy asked her boss if he could remember how many holidays she had left cos she couldn't remember. He phoned the wages girl at head office and when he come off he says "Well you may as well just go home now." So she stood up and put her coat on.
"No, not really. Please don't," he said. So she agreed that even though she had so many days holiday left that she didn't need to work again this year she would come in every Wednesday. Because quite frankly it's easier to lose four days holiday than let someone else near the invoices.
So Thursday she didn't go to work, she went to Tesco and then she came home and played with us. On Friday Grandma and Grandad came to stay for the weekend. The humans went to B&Q to steal wallpaper samples for Katie's art homework on Saturday afternoon. On the way out the alarm went off and Mummy told Katie it was because she had stole more than a metres worth of wallpaper.
That night they went out for dinner to an Italian restaurant in Cardiff for Tom's birthday what they paid for with clubcard vouchers. It was nice foodies. Katie had chips for her starter though cos she is strange.
On Sunday Aunty Mic, Uncle Rob and Ben come to visit. Mummy attempted to cook dinner for 10 in her tiny kitchen. She did the chikkin in the slow cooker and all the veggies in a big baking tray and she did manage to make the dinner. Unfortunately Daddy thinks that means the kitchen is fine and she don't need a new cooker. Hmph.
Tomorrow is Tom's birthday. He will be 21.
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