Great day

So Buster and I headed to Edmontonius to attend an Adult trade show. We weren't sure what we were getting ourselves into but once Buster paid our entry fee, we were pleasantly surprised by all the booths, shows, chocolate!, and dildos!

There were booths from hot tubs, to blow up dolls, to lube, to a porn star autograph signing, to cars, to you name it, it was there.

It was one of the best days that I have spent with Buster.

After we saw all we saw!, we then headed to an electronics store and picked up a HUGE tv, headed over to a great restaurant and ended the night with installing the tv while eating an ice cream treat from dairy queen!!

It truly was a fab day.

Buster has since headed back up north to work. He has been home the last almost 3 weeks getting the harvest off. Its been so nice to have him home every night.
He makes me laugh, smile and he makes me very happy.

When he returns home, Kiddo will be here too which will be fantastic as it will be Halloween. Halloween is one of my absolute favourite days. I love decorating the house, carving the pumpkins and handing out treats to kids. With Kiddo being here, it will make it all that more exciting! Kiddo has decided to dress up as a brown cow this year...this makes me giggle. She has this infectious laugh and great smile that lights up the room. I cant wait to see her in it.

Leaving on a jet plane

Well, Vegas is a hop, skip and a jump away. I am heading to Sin City with Wilma and Bruno.

I am flat busted broke and can barely afford my plane fare, but I am going.

Who can pass up spending a few days with your best friends to catch up on gossip and giggles while sipping on a martini? I mean seriously. Its only money. I can't take it with me when I die and I have no one to pass it on to...so I'm going.

I am also going in January to Mexico with Buster. We are waiting on his passport and then Hola bound. I do plan on swimming, drinking free tequila, and laying in the sun...maybe not all in that particular order, but its gonna happen. This pastey white girl is gonna sit under the palapa with her hat, sunglasses, wrap and bathing suit with a margarita in her hand getting waited on hand and foot by the cute little Mexican men, with of course, Buster by my side.

Now, what to pack for Vegas?

Movin' on....

Well, since Tad, fell through, I am daring to head out there again....ahh the trials and tribulations of a kitty kat in training - yup thats right, Cougar status is around the corner!

My next date is this Thursday, I head to VagueVille, which is about an hour away. I decided to meet him on his ground then that way, if the "date" goes to the crapper, I can leave. I am getting wiser in all of this.

I laughed this morning, when I checked out my two regular sites to see if I had any emails and the one man I said no to discreetly on one site, found me on another, emailed me and asked why I closed the match. I am thinking to myself...what does he care. I never even met this person! So I emailed him back and told him that he had a few things up against him. A) he lived in the city - ummmmm farm girl here...how does that work? Would you like the horse and chickens in town?? B). He had ZERO interest in animals....ummmm?? DUH? and C) He didn't like cultural events....ummmmm, the arts is my full time job, now I don't expect a person to love everything, because I sure don't, but this guy would at least have to have a tolerance for it and he didn't. Have a nice life buddy and move on.

I thought it was weird that he tracked me down...ahhh this too shall pass.

Tomorrow I have a lunch date with a man from Battletown. We have a mutual friend who decided to try matchmaking! I am not holding out for much hope as this man too, lives in the city. He may be a nice guy, but he's not for me.


This weekend I am invited to a movie premiere in Saskabush, a theatre friend and I are going to attend. Both films are filmed in Saskatchewan and have Julia Armond, Bill Pullman and Jeremy Irons acting in the one film and haven't heard yet who is in the other.

Ahhhh, what to wear?

Wonder if I should dust off my tiara?

What are you waiting for?

GO! GO! GO SEE IT!!!

The Hangover is a hilarious movie about 4 friends going to Vegas (a.k.a. Napa Valley) for a stag.

I laughed out loud non stop in my movie seat.

Go!

GO!

What are you waiting for?

GO!!!!!

NIght #1

Last night was night #1 for Farm Sitting....

No catastrophies!!

Cows good.

I went out, found the horses, brought them in and fed oats and clipped the feathers off of their feet. I then brushed everyone down and they all looked sooo shiny. All but one.

My little white mare, Tuffy is not too perky. She is really showing her age. 26 is old for a horse.
I suppose I would be showing my age too, if I were that old in horse years..which works out too...ummmm let me see....57! Ya, ok, I see her point!

She hates getting wormed....I would too. If someone came at me with a huge needle looking type thingy filled with disgusting paste (they say its apple flavoured, but it sure doesnt smell like it!) and rammed it down my yap, well, it wouldn't make me happy either. Normally I give her wormer pellets, but they didn't seem to work, SO.....tonight I have to fight with her on getting the paste into her mouth. yay.

Penny the dog helped me HAND WATER the huge a$$ed garden last night...it better rain!!!

Dear God,
Please let it rain.
Thanks,
Fairy Mae

Tonight I am planning on oh, HAND WATERING the garden again! ya, two hours of my life, I'm never gonna get back!

Dear God,
Please let it rain!
Thanks again,
Fairy Mae

If I only knew....

So I was in the Queen City on the weekend at a meeting. It was a very frustrating, yet productive one.

Now, I am an organizer as many of my close, personal friends are, and don't get me wrong, I think the girls at the "organization" are fabulous. But after being in the office for the weekend and seeing how things are being "run", well...I was kinda shocked...I think...now my opinion only...don't anyone get their panties in a knot, but I think they have too many irons in the fire and a part time person to run the Auditorium is needed...and we get our girls back to their original job criteria.

We asked them to "pull", if you will the last minutes or any other "writings" for the committee to review so our weeekend could be faster and more productive....yah, we were told that there was no paperwork of ANY KIND!....WHAT?

No documentation that this committee even existed? Bah, you're on crack? There has to be! I was on the board the first time round and I had some documentation but not much. Where are all the minutes? Where are all the programs of previous years? Where are all the inductee bios and forms?

We were told there were none.

After seeing the state of the "office"....well, no wonder nothing could be found.

After the morning was filled with trying to remember all the events and motions that were once made...Just before dinner, I just happened to "zone out" and look behind of the members and see a cabinet with a drawer marked "Hall of Fame"....I blinked a couple of times and then finally spoke up...Guess what we found in the drawer!! Yup! Nothing.

Near the end of the day when the other two members left, Peanut and I thought we might go down to the file room...I was looking around the room commenting on that state of the office when I looked up and saw...yup, the minutes! A binder that said Hall of Fame minutes!

I'm not sure how Peanut felt at that moment, but I was pretty steamed. After all that time, all those hours, all the emails and bantering going on between us and the office staff and there in black, white and yellow were the minutes!

We did go down to the file room and wade our way through the mass amounts of scripts on the floor, file boxes, dust, dinner theatre paraphernalia, cans, bottles, everything stacked for no rhyme or reason from floor to ceiling, we found one lone box of Hall of Fame papers which we immediately took up to the office and filed into the gray drawer of the file cabinet which had our name on it.

I would absolutely donate a weekend if my time to dust, organize and help put away unwanted empty boxes, pop cans, and even in the display case where all the honoured ladies of stage were, contained screw drivers, old name plates, shot glasses....OMG Blanche!...

I just think those ladies are bogged down with too much responsibilites of running the other half of the facility.

I do love them both to death, but really...

There were....

Well, I just spend 5 great days with theatre friends. Some of whom I have not seen in years, some a few months, some a few days.

I managed to stay with Bruno and his better half and their four legged kids. It was wonderful. It was peaceful, it was great to be able to laze around and gab without having to talk over someone, or look over someone to talk. I had my own room!

The meals were fab. The company was comforting.

The Festival was chaotic at times. The plays were fantastic. The adjudicator - maybe a little off her rocker...but then who isn't really.

There were egos to be stroked and time outs to be had.
There was dancing to be done (or the lack thereof).
There was drinking and round table discussions.
There were fashion do's and fashion dont's.
There were discussions needing to be discussed.
There were awards to be won.
There were smiles to be had and giggles with tearshed....
There were Tums and Rolaids to be consumed.
There were pokers games to be dealt with.
There was Green Room food to be fondled and mucked around with.
and let's not forget the bets....

Would you sooner bet on an Anything, a Something, or an Everything.


Would I do it again....you bet....on an Everything. Everything that I did these past 5 days, I would definately do again.

(even the kitties)

Ghost Hunting

I watched Paranormal State last night.

It is a favourite of mine and they are putting out feelers for people to become a part of the team.

I would love to be able to join them, however, there is a catch. The catch is that you must be living in or around the state of Pennsylvania...that sucks.

I. am. nowhere near. that state!

And when I think about it, eventhough I would love to be a part of a group like that, in all honestly, if I came across some paranormal activity....I would run screaming the other way! Have in the past, would surely run in the present!

I mean take the courthouse where Wilma and Queen of Halloween live. I would love to venture around in there, but I know damn well that if I was to "run" into something I would pee myself.

Seeing the old lady when I was small and finding the pictures under the Christmas tree the year my grandfather passed, finding all the cupboard doors in the kitchen open in the mornings, the ornaments that were pushed off the piano, the painting that would "jump off" the wall, the dog barking down the hallway while no one was there, the ornament angel always doing the 360 degree turn....all those things scared the hell out of me....and then I want to join this ghost hunting group? I must be on the crack.

Well, now that I have talked it out, rationalized this on black and white....I've come to the conclusion that maybe I won't join....not this year anyway!

The Building of the Vessel

Ahhh, Body Builders.

The SABBA people had their novice body building championships here in the Border Town and my employer hosted the event.

Now, that I have witnessed their rituals or rather their routines on getting buff and ready for performance day. I am happy to say that I am proud to be soft and fluffy!

I can not imagine how the loved ones of these performers put up with their "stuff", in order to get ready for these events. Many of them haven't eaten or taken in any fluids, which means they are oxygen deprived, which means some of them are not too bright, well, just not "with" it. Is this really what happens in the Body Building world? Not all of them can do that, can they? I'm guessing they all have different training schedules. I'm baffled. Great bodies, but I'm baffled.

Can't be? Anyway....

The weekend went off really well. There were many competitors and the performances were amazing.

Kudos to them, to be able to have the ability and stamina to put themselves through that.

Where to begin...

Well, first of all I am glad to be alive.....ok, so I'm exagerating a little. It was an adventure though...
Three days ago, I was startled outta my wits by a larger than normal sized coyote, who not only went after the dog who was maybe 15 feet from me, and when I realized what was going on, grabbed the pitchfork and started after the two of them, the coyote turned from the dog and started out for me!

I have never in all my farm years, ever had a run in like that before.

The dog turned back and knocked the coyote in the butt, then the two of us ganged up on the coyote, chased him back int o the bush where there was another coyote waiting. So now, it was two against two. It was truly incredible.

The dog and I managed to chase the two coyotes back on to the lake ice, we then turned back to head up to the feedlot, where we were going to continue feeding, when the big coyote turned back and started for us again. Crazy.

He followed us up to the feedlot, springing up on his back legs to watch us. He stayed put for the remainder of the time the dog, horses, cows and I were there.

I went up to the house and pulled out the 410 rifle. I went back down, cuz this time I meant business and they pair of coyotes were gone.

The rest of the two weeks I was farmsitting was unevenful....thank goodness.

I did have to spend some money on the car. I had to get a new fuel pump and was rocked by a Co-op truck and now have a spider crack on my windsheid...

And, how was your week?

Weekend past

This past weekend was very stressful.

It was a dance festival this weekend and eventhough, we are adequately staffed, it could be better.

Because I am operations and promotions of this joint, I have to be here morning and night to make sure volunteer ushers, or volunteer concession show to help with our FOHouse Managers or our concession staff, and if they dont, then I have to step in. Needless to say, it was a VERY long weekend and this week is not any easier.

The good thing about it all is that I am raking in a TON of overtime! This means the summer off is looking very, very good!

This week I am farm sitting. Grace and Wilmer went to their other house in the mountains, to get it ready to the summer.

It`s nice because I can spend time with the horses and not have to worry about anyone catching me kissing their fuzzy noses, or scratching their ears while I whisper to them, or give them a smooch by the soft part of their eye and tell them that I love them.

Its nice to be able to let them hang out with me while I sit on the ground as they stand above me,(almost like they guard over me) or I will fill the trough with oats, while I have a lawn chair set up in the middle of it reading a book, while they nibble around me. They nibble over my boots, and up my leg, then nose over my lap until they hit the pages of my book. Its calming for me. I welcome it and I miss the daily doses I used to get.

Soon, I keep reminding myself.

Legs and I will have the house built by fall. Things are falling in to place by leaps and bounds since we dumped the log house idea. We had one person, then she had an episode of some sorts and then we were handed off to another person, only having to start all over again, and then in February, we were hit again with another person, who we had to start all over AGAIN with. That was the last straw.

We approached our general contractor who offered to do only the inside as he was not familiar with log houses and the chinking and all the other stuff that came with it. Since we scrapped the whole thing, he agreed to take on the house in its entirety and its now happening so fast, even Legs and I can`t keep up! It`s great!

Now, I am back from lunch, waiting for the CEO`s to arrive for this afternoons hush hush meeting with some oil company.

This evening will be a welcomed free one and you can bet, I will be outside with the horses!

Can it get any better?

Yesterday, I took the day off.

I cleaned out my closet and was finally able to let the two dresses that I wore to my grama and grapas funeral go.

Grapa has been gone now for 12 years and my grama 4 years. I am proud of myself.
The dresses were nice, outta date, but still held that pain.

I let it go.

Today....
Today is a different story.

I started my car and drove one block from my place. The back seat is loaded with 3 garbage bags. Two containing the clothes from the closets and one bag has my bottles and cans in it.

The car sputtered, and stalled. Great.

I call Legs. He should be at work, he works on vehicles and machinery, he might have some insight on what could be wrong, PLUS, I am a little panicky because I am NOT in the good part of town.

Why is it, that when there is something wrong with your vehicle and you call the better half, YOU GET SHIT! Why?

It's not my fault the car stalled, its not my fault I am where I am.

I asked him what his CAA number was so I could call the tow truck and get it taken to MY mechanic. Well, he started cussing and swearing and ranting...and then when I barked back, he got mad at me for being outta control. All I asked was for the CAA number!

So, I hung up on him.

What the hell?

He called back and I really debated on answering it, but I answered anyway. I got his CAA number and THEN I hung up! Screw him!

I am sick to death of being talked to like I am stupid, dumb, and an idiot. I may not be the brightest person alive, but gimme SOME credit.

SO, I am stranded on the bad side of town!

My landlord just happened to be driving by and stopped. He offered to take me to the CAA truck towing place so I hopped in.

I made arrangements and got him to drop me back off at me car.

I waited for the tow truck and am still trying to re-start my little blue smurf turd car, but no luck.

I then called the boss, he came and picked me up, in the meantime I texted Legs and told him that I was not speaking to him anymore if he continued to talk to me like I was an idiot and that Oh by the way, I got the house plans done and since I was inconveniencing HIM, that I was making the changes on the house and if he wanted to "discuss" the plans he could call me at work.

AND I called CAA and bought my OWN card, with my OWN number!!!


I was quite proud of myself....again.

I got to work, and Legs called.

He asked me how I made out. I told him fine...and said nothing more.

I faxed the house plans to his dad's place and told him that's what I did, if there were changes, he could fax me back here at work and that I was not discussing anything further with him until his attitude changed and hung up.

I haven't heard from him yet today.

Great.

And how was YOUR day?

Back to back

Today is gonna be one of those days you just know could be better.

Today is the day The Backyardigans arrive at my work place.

Today is the day that we are sold out on 3 shows.

Today is the day that there will approximately 1300 children here (ages 2-5) with parents.

Today is gonna be a long, long, long day.

Waking up in the dark

For me the dark is a terrible thing. I hate the dark. It scares the crappers outta me.

Thankfully, Bronco Bruno gave me a nightlite for Christmas and it is plugged in to my hallway. Its a pretty neat little contraption. It dims when not in use. It has a sensor on it and it brightens when you get closer to it. I really like it! Thank you!!

I am scared of the dark for a few reasons. Mainly because for me, I have heard and seen things that literally "go bump in the night", and now need a light to help me through the night. When I am with someone or others in the house, then I am ok. Just when I am by myself is when the light comes in handy.

The other reason for being scared of the dark is because one early winter morning, I was to go into the horse shed to turn on the feedlot light. I thought there was a horse in the shed with me but I knew the rustling noises being made in the corner were faster movements then that of a horse....it wasn't a horse. I heard a low growl and something take off in to the other corner...I quickly flipped the outside light on and bolted out of there with a coyote fast on my heels. He went one way and I went the other screaming bloody blue murder...my mom thought it was pretty funny and laughed her a$$ off at the whole situation. I find it a little funny now, but not hysterics like she thought it was....ya, I'm not fond of the dark.

The dark has unusual shadows and stranger then normal noises.

The dark is one place I do not like to be.

The dark is a very scary place to be when you are alone and just know something is gonna go down when the little hairs on the back of your neck stand up and the dogs hackles go up and she starts barking at an object or down the hallway for no apparent reason....and things move or drop, and no one is there.

I hate the dark.

A little something for the ducks

Well, I'm back at work.

I was sick yesterday....again....

Sick as in cold, flu sick. I managed to keep the home made sour cream turkey and rice soup down! Man, that stuff is good!

Legs was sick too and instead of going back to the farm, he decided that my place was a closer stop. Great. Two of us down.

Yesterday, he was up and around and asked if I wanted to go to Wally World with him to get a few things. While there, he then decided that he neded his passport picture done. So it was done.

He wanted me to get mine done too...was he nuts! I was sick, had no makeup on and my pink ball cap! No means no....I got outta that one.

We picked up milk and bread and then headed back to the apartment. He was feeling pretty good while I was still not feeling great but the fresh air was nice.

Legs made supper. It was pretty good. My roomie can cook just fine. Too bad it was the kitchen he was cooking in!

Bad Fairy Mae.


The human heart cannot love the whole world. And if you try to put the whole world into your heart, you will eventually lose touch with your own humanity

OOOOHHHHKAY

Well, First of all...

Happy New Year to all of my Bloggie friends!

I hope Santa was good to you all.

Once I hit the farm I didn't get a chance to get on the computer.

Where to begin...

December 20th, 21st, and 22nd...
Well those days I worked at the hell job. It was really, really busy and I was rushed off my feet. Now that I have desk job, then switching to running my ass off, well, I earned every penny those few days...the commission check should be a healthy one!

December 23rd...
I ran around getting all the odds and ends I needed to prepare for Christmas. I was uptown for most of the day, not necessarily shopping but standing in lines seemed to take forever. I did manage to get the little apartment shovelled out and prepped for all the company for the 25th....yes I know it was two days ahead, but I needed it.

December 24th...
Christmas Eve day....I went out to the farm to see Grace and Wilmer, give them their presents and then went out to see my four-legged kids. They were all happy eating hay and pooping.

Christmas Eve itself was alittle overwhelming. Our family celebrates Christmas Eve.
We all gather at the cousins place, have a gigantic supper, open presents, go to church, come back in time to see Santa and his deer leave in the front window while Uncle Danny is out on the back porch brining in the gifts left for us. Its fun to see the little kids (and the big ones) watch out the front window at an imaginary friend. We then open up the Santa gifts and then proceed to play board games til after midnight....
I however, was at home in self pity, bawling cuz I wasn't at home....it was pathetic! I tried to call but missed them...off to church they were...

December 25th...
I food prepped for the guests that were to be coming. It was killing me that I still hadn't opened a present. I had to wait for Legs and he wasn't coming in til 5.

Food was prepped, Legs came in at 5, we opened presents...I did quite well! 6 came, 6:30 came and out of the 8 people I invited and had confirmations on only 2 showed up. I had food everywhere! I was not impressed and needless to say those who did not show now know just what my opinion was being stood up!

Our company was great...they staying until 1am and home they went and I crashed...

December 26th...
Legs and I were invited to his sisters for supper. Her attendence was great! I drank too much and ate lots. She got a margarita maker for Christmas, yup...they tasted yummy!

December 27th till yesterday I went home to the Malo Rancho place with Legs.
Our New Year was rung in with my school friends.

We had supper gatherings with close friends and family.

Legs enjoyed himself as did I.
We hauled bales for mommy and I was able to spend time with my doggie.

I am however, glad to be back at work, glad to be back at home and all is calm.

Holy Dinah!

Ok...after a bout with the flu and a cold, I am back.

I have been off my feet for a week. I have lost poundage. I have a red, chapped nose. I have two puffy eyes, but I am alive.

Today I am back at work. I tried it yesterday but was sent home after two hours of blowing my nose and walking around like a zombie.

Today, I feel about 92%. This is good.

Even Legs avoided me.

I have to be good.

This weekend is the weekend I am spending an early Christmas with two of my dearest friends in the whole wide world! Bronco Bruno and Wilma.

We are heading to Saskatoon for a fun filled weekend. We are staying at the Best Western...easy access for Fairy Mae. I get lost really, really easy so as long as things are on the main drag, I can figure it out!

Yahoo!

MEXICO HERE I COME!!!!

Last year I met a woman(Bubbles) who works with Stifler's Mom, and she has since become a good friend.

Stifler's Mom has a sugar daddy who is paying her way this coming February to go to Mexico, so Bubbles and I decided to go on a holiday of our own.

We booked two flights to Puerto Vallarta for this January. Now, I am not rolling in cash but we found flights and hotel under $700.00 to go to a 3.5 star all inclusive for 8 nights! I am stoked!
I plan to be lazy. I plan to have a drink in my hand from morning , ok from noon til night. I plan on doing nothing but laying under the umbrella, maybe the odd swim, but mostly tanning this pasty white hide of mine!

I haven't been anywhere since last February when I went with Legs to Vegas. I have been saving the cash to go somewhere and with someone! Now, I just gotta renew my passport which is a real pain in the a$$!!!!

Monday...

Oh heavens it is Monday again!

Where does the time go?

This weekend is Moose Jaw. This weekend is going to be a good time. This weekend in OSAC.

Organization of Saskacthewan Arts Councils.

This weekend like in Red Deer, I will be reviewing performances or acts that may be eligible to come here to our venue to perform. They start Friday night and run up til Sunday morning. Each act gets 20 minutes to showcase their talent(s). We watch, make notes as to whether the act would do well in our venue and if not, well at least it could be potential for something else that may pop up along the way.

There are workshops throughout the weekend, there are contact rooms to talk to each performers or agents and of course there is the hospitality room every night after the contact room closes, where we all get to let our hair down and to mingle.

This particular showcase I am very excited to go to as there are all sorts of people whom I have not seen in years! As well, my mommy is going to meet me there too....

Jinxd

OMG!!!! Did I ever, EVER jinx myself!!!

You know how I had such a wonderful day....well, that clearly has gone to hell in a hand basket!!! I have missed a few days of blogging because:

The very next day, the cows got out!!! YES, the friggin' cows.....I am afraid of cows!! SO, there is this crazy woman out in the middle of the hay field where the cows ARE NOT supposed to be, shaking a friggin' bucket with oats in it calling, "Come on girls", "come on".... I da know 75 maybe, but seemes like thousands, came for me....now I am 37 and not in great shape, but when there is a herd of cows comin' at you.....you RUN!.....so I ran back to the truck, hopped in and started driving. Thank heaven they are used to me! They all came in. I delivered the oats into the manger and every one was happy. Now to go find the hole where they got out of!


I am farm sitting...I have no idea where the hammers are, where the wire is, where the staples are. Once I found everything, it was dark. Well I guess the cows are gonna have to stay in the pen tonight and will fix the fence tomorrow.

I go up to the house....there is no DOG!!!! What the hell?!? I call and calll and call....no dog. I phone the neighbour. Ya, he saw her earlier that morning at his house! I ask why he didn't load her up and bring her back and tie her up, his answer was that he was busy.....if you know the damn animal is not supposed to be there, tie her up and call whoever she belongs to, if you know where she came from. SO, let's re-cap!

The cows got out and the dog is gone....sounds like a country song to me!


That was Tuesday.

Wednesday, still no dog and I have to go to a two day 1st aid course. The dog and the fence will have to be put on hold til the end of the day.

Wednesday night, I get home and still no dog. I take all fencing supplies....still never found the wire, but something close to it and went fence fixing. The hole the cows busted through was big! So, into the bush I go, and was it a hot day! I worked on it till nightfall. I am afraid of the dark, so I call it quits....and head in. The fence is fixed, the cows, I let out, but still no dog.

Thursday morning....the dog is on the doorstep! Holy hell! I couldn't believe it! She was immediately tied up, the cows were still in the fence. Things are looking up! Off I go to the second day of 1st Aid.

Thursday night, I get home, give horses oats and the second youngest tangles with a porcupine! She has quills in her bottom lip!!! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!

I pulled about 5 out and she wouldn't let me touch her anymore.

Now, we are at Friday morning....which is today!

The dog is home, the cows are in and this moring Legs, came out bitching and complaining that he had to help me pull the other three remaining quills. SO....needless to say. The quills are out and I have given EVERYONE a stern talking to!

I can't wait to see what happens on the weekend....