AnneElicious

Methinks I woke up on the wrong side of the bed today. Don’t know why but I’m in a complete fouler for absolutely no reason. My auntie brought my two little cousins over and then me and the mammy brought them to Dundrum to see Bee Movie. The film wasn’t bad actually, very kiddie but it’s short and quite watchable. Then when we went to MacDonalds afterwards, I seriously questioned ever having kids. The place was a mess and full of screaming ‘children’ with ketchupy faces determined to rub it over me and my new bag. Normally, I wouldn’t give a toss but today I had to stand outside and smoke 3 of my precious Vogue Menthols until I’d calmed down a bit.

It’s very strange, I have nothing to be moany about and usually I’m a total softie for the cutesy wutesy small people. Not today however. I’m in spoiled brat mode.

Think I need to listen to this song for some inspiration:

Oh Lord - Britney rushed to hospital after 3 hour standoff with cops

Seriously… that’s pretty crazy. There are kids involved for jeebus’ sake. I was just discussing Britney with a friend last night who says she much prefers her now that she’s gone loolaa as ‘it gives her a personality’ rather than the ‘virginal - look but don’t touch’ thing she used to have going on. I agreed to an extent but not if it gets to the stage if she’s off her face minding the babies. I mean, everyone likes a bit of crazy now and then and she’s no Amy Winehouse (or is she…) but leave the children out of it please.

And does anyone else feel that daddy K-fed only wants them for the child support?

*cynical, very cynical*