I will have been married 22 years on Friday – hooray. We only started celebrating after we had reached 20 years. Anniversaries are all well and good, but we say I love you everyday *grin* Mind you, Himself always thinks it the 26th - at least he doesn't forget.

We decided that we would start going away together for a couple of days – up until then we hadn’t gone away without the kids. This year we still haven’t decided where to go, we just booked Monday and Tuesday off work. The conversation goes something like this:

Himself: Have you decided where we’re going yet?
Me: I’m not deciding, we are – why do I always have to make the decisions?
Himself *shugs*: I don’t know – do you want to go to Wales again, or somewhere else.
Me: I don’t mind – you decide for a change, it’s your anniversary as well.
Himself: OK….but where did you have in mind?

Aaarrrgggghhhhhh. See what I’m up against. Good grief doesn’t he know that he’s meant to be in charge *bursts out laughing*. He decides quickly enough where I supposed to be after I’ve been on the computer for my designated two hours on a week night. Although in fairness he didn't say anything last night when I was talking to Scally - she is convinced it's because she's such a good influence - HAHAHAHAHA - pull the other one, woman, it's got bells on.

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We went to Wales for our honeymoon – we had to keep stopping on the way down to put an egg in the radiator, which was leaking and we couldn’t afford to replace it. It was only a few months ago that I let the cat out of the bag on why the radiator had sprung a leak. Basically I’d driven to Worcester for the day with a friend. With my usually navigational skills I’d made a wrong turn, so pulled into a trading estate to turn around. I didn’t quite get the swing right and we went over the central island. Now the island should have had a light on – as in the picture

but someone had knocked it off -NO not me - only a metal base was left in the tarmac. Using my usual logic, I thought I could drive over it. Funnily enough I hit the metal piece and stopped. Reversing back to the sound of metal on metal, I noticed a jet of water shooting out from the front of the car. When we got to the car park – yes I did carry on shopping – I lifted the bonnet and carefully undid the top of the radiator. The release of the pressure stopped the water shooting out, it turned into a drip. I filled it back up again before we went home and waited for Himself to notice – it look a couple of days, he's not that observant. He just thought it had corroded and I let him carry on thinking it. He now lives in dread of what other little gem I'm going to admit to. No - he's not worried that I'm going to admit to a string of affairs – I’m a one women man and always have been. It's all the little things that have happened over the years that have been blamed on the dog, the cat, the kids or an act of God, that he's talking about. I've told him not to bother, I'm not going to admit to anything unless I get caught in the act! Actually I will confess to one other little thing - to you not him - I used a knife in the fridge to remove a piece of ice at the back, the fridge must have been turn up to high. Unfortunately the ice was stuck on quite well and as I levered it the knife cracked the plastic at the back. Not a problem – I’ve put some white silicone on it – it not very noticeable unless you look closely. I did it months ago and he’s not notice yet.

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Add on - I forgot to thank Kristy for her cloud comments - Thank you :-)