Where's ya wheelie bin?

I feel like I have been wagging school again! I haven't been blogging this week and there has been that nagging feeling in the back of my mind that I should be doing something but I can't quite remember what it is. You know that feeling!? At first, it's a random thought that you shove away behind other thoughts, but eventually it works away at your mental state until it gets so bad you can't even sleep - you're up nights sweating and shaking.......well OK maybe not, but you know what I mean.

Anyway, part of the reason I haven't been blogging is I have spent every possible minute reading. (See, see. I told you I shouldn't read - nothing else gets done!) When we went away on the weekend, I was given a whole stack of books to read - I knew I should have turned my back on them, not given in to the temptation, I'm so weak, weak I tell you!!! - but in the end, I was overcome and managed to find a space in the car to stuff the books in. (Nev was stuffed into the boot)

Now that I have finished my third book in a row, I have come up for air and am once more capable of taking on my responsibilities. (what's that Ellie, you don't want to eat Weet Bix for the fifth meal in a row - sorry Harri, you've got no clean clothes, Mummy hasn't done any washing for four days now - ha ha, it's not really that bad)

And I have so much blogging to catch up on. I still haven't written about our weekend away, and how nice it is to be home etc etc. If I keep this sort of behaviour up, great gaps of our lives will be missing from this blog, just for the sake of a good read. (Bit like my schooling eh Andrew!) Oh man, that's a lot of pressure on a girl. Don't think I can manage it. Now where's my book gone.......