A while ago Vonnie, whilst doing her daily rounds of the blogs, entered a competition to win a ticket to the 2010 Cybermummy Conference that was being held in London. Time went by until one day she found out that she had actually won and so booked the overnight bus from Glasgow and headed off on Thursday night for three whole days and four whole sleeps away from the family. By all accounts she had a whale of a time judging by her account of the day on Twitter.
The question is though how did I survive? Of course I did. I was helped a lot by the weather though.
Friday was a great day only dampened by the fact Vonnie had took all my change the night before and the local cash machine was out of order. We ended up walking from our house to the town centre via my dentist to pay an outstanding bill, round the shops to kill some time and them on to my parents for a few hours. The kids were knackered when we got home so they had an early night which meant I got to see the football. Basically Friday was made of win.
Overnight, and by that I mean at 4.30am when it was broad daylight outside, a fox decided to have a go at getting into our chicken coop. The noise the hens were making made me thing it had actually got in and it wasn’t until I climbed back into bed after throwing on my dressing gown and running out into the garden to check on them that I realised just what the time was. Needless to say I didn’t get much sleep after that.
Saturday was movie day for the kids as it was due to rain at some point during the day. Buckets of popcorn and peanut flavour crisps later the kids had plowed through Spongebob Squarepants The Movie, Monsters Inc and Finding Nemo. Again I got to see the football but this time Greer joined me rather than sleep through it.
Sunday has consisted of stopping the kids from killing each other as they were suffering from cabin fever. From late last night onwards all it did was rain until lunchtime and the wind was threatening to lift the cars parked in the street up off their wheels. I also discovered that the rain was being blown into our boilers gas vent which meant there were puddles of rain water in the boiler cupboard. No idea how to prevent that one in future.
So… no kids were damaged in the making of this weekend and I actually managed to get some housework done.
The question is just how better will Vonnie do when I’m down in Manchester later in the year. Please don’t show me up too much dear?