its been a while hasn't it!! i've been busy with other stuff and i didn't feel like i needed you anymore my poor little bloggerson. but i'm back so lets continue with the rant.

due to my 'high' blood pressue i am going to keep the raging to a minimum. we dont want me keeling over now do we.

anyway, this morning LOML got the boys ready for a walk up to the shops, they kissed mummy goodbye and got into their buggy with enthusiasm, which is always a sight to behold. no banana shaping today. i took my pajamad ass upstairs to get dressed and just as i was surveying my wardrobe (looking at all of the clothes which i never wear but feel such a connection to i can never rid myself of them) they door knockers starts hammering. so i potter downstairs (still not dressed) and there standing before me is LOML with a tyre in his hand. YES would you believe it the same nlooby wheel that has been giving up so much grief for i dont know how long has busted AGAIN!!! so i put my thinking head on. come on naomi you can fix this, you can fix anything you just need to think really hard about how to do it. so LOML removed the tyre and i found the offending bustiment. the inner tube has burst again. using my handy little tool kit the bike man gave me i attempt to fix it. does it work? does it fuck. so i am going again to buy another inner tube for that stupid old bugger gah. the thing is even though i berate it for its useless ways i do feel a little like that poor old tyre. all the rest are going strong haven't had a problem in years, they just keep on wheeling but the other one (righty i will call it) just can't do it. he's sick of conforming and just must keep mixing it up. so i dedicate this post to righty. he's not wrong you know.

shakes to all