<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494</id><updated>2011-07-31T08:20:10.696+01:00</updated><category term='triangles'/><category term='livin it up'/><category term='mozzie bait'/><category term='princess is a superstar'/><category term='posh pad'/><title type='text'>Lou Lou's World!</title><subtitle type='html'>A 30 something girl in an ordinary world</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>819</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-590897011850890089</id><published>2011-04-14T22:54:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T22:55:41.539+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CLOSED</title><summary type='text'>I've started anew....... stop finallyhad nothing more to say, i've left it and left it and left it just in case, drop me an email if you wnat to know where i am now xxxx</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/590897011850890089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/590897011850890089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2011/04/closed.html' title='CLOSED'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-1893861429396277599</id><published>2010-05-30T21:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T22:05:29.357+01:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful blessing</title><summary type='text'>That is what she is, and what she has brought into my life.I an truly grateful.She is 20 weeks old now - weighing in at 21kg!  She is 2 inches taller than beast dog and has a whole lot more growing to do!I sit here, happy in the knowledge i have some wonderful people/things in my life.IN other news, i have been to see Lady Gaga - a show not to be missed if you get the chance.  I'm a bit of a gig </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1893861429396277599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1893861429396277599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2010/05/beautiful-blessing.html' title='beautiful blessing'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-5865312402581437002</id><published>2010-04-18T21:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T21:48:42.545+01:00</updated><title type='text'>busy!</title><summary type='text'>As you can see from the above pic, my little lady (centre) is keeping me busy, today we had a play-date with her sisters!She weighs 14.9kg, she's 14 weeks old now!Beast dog is loving her new pal, they play so wonderfully together now. Work has been mental, it never gets any easier grrrrrrEaster has come and gone, and with it Dad's birthday.  Time flies.  Miss him, he would have adored </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/5865312402581437002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/5865312402581437002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2010/04/busy.html' title='busy!'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HeHZfqaqjtU/S8tuw-s4CpI/AAAAAAAAAEE/MBV1dDahMLQ/s72-c/PICT0019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-4800428193003243268</id><published>2010-04-02T21:21:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T21:24:30.318+01:00</updated><title type='text'>baby girl</title><summary type='text'>I've been pretty busy with the little one now she's home with us!  She's had her boosters, rabies jab and been chipped, and it didn't phase her one bit!She came home 3 weeks ago! She is growing fast, and is keeping us on our toes!I love her to bitslove Lx</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/4800428193003243268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/4800428193003243268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2010/04/baby-girl.html' title='baby girl'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HeHZfqaqjtU/S7ZR_PK9suI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fvU_NIYL0S0/s72-c/PICT0013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-2655770015581100679</id><published>2010-02-05T21:09:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-05T21:15:30.932Z</updated><title type='text'>nothing new to report</title><summary type='text'>Actually saying that, thats not exactly true!Found out today Beast dog has to have an operation on her eye, she has a cyst on her eyelid.Work is mad, especially as we have been downsized so much and the lovely girl i work with keeps making mistakes.  most annoying.Our new arrival is 4 weeks old today, and i'm looking forward to seeing her again.  I hear she's grown again and is now running around</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/2655770015581100679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/2655770015581100679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2010/02/nothing-new-to-report.html' title='nothing new to report'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HeHZfqaqjtU/S2yKT1cQ2EI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zq6vTv1jJCs/s72-c/PICT0011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-5861729601195551578</id><published>2010-01-30T21:31:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-01-30T21:50:40.607Z</updated><title type='text'>new life</title><summary type='text'>I am pretty excited right now.  Today, after a long 3 weeks we got to go and meet our new member of our family.  Dakota Storm.She's a beautiful Huskamute (Siberian Husky cross Alaskan Malamute)We bring her home to join our family at the end of March.Other than that, we've had snow since mid December, we've only seen grass for 3 days, and it's really getting me down!  I hate driving in it.  I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/5861729601195551578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/5861729601195551578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-life.html' title='new life'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-3109898447177544380</id><published>2010-01-02T21:31:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-02T21:39:09.975Z</updated><title type='text'>I successfully navigated Christmas!</title><summary type='text'>I successfully navigated Christmas!I have almost gone through all the "firsts" now i just have to get passed 5th Jan, which will be the anniversary of Dad's funeral.It has all been a lot easier than I thought that it would be, although I have been rather tearful at the daftest of things.I am healing, at lastI look to 2010 with hope, with hope that my year will be a whole lot better than last!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/3109898447177544380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/3109898447177544380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-successfully-navigated-christmas.html' title='I successfully navigated Christmas!'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-7694873453932386022</id><published>2009-12-22T21:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-22T21:29:11.279Z</updated><title type='text'>and so it began</title><summary type='text'>1 year today, a phonecall changed my life, and so began the beginning of the hardest goodbyeLove L xxxMy Legs are Weak - Paloma FaithI'm collecting people's tearsThey cried because they miss youThey filled the seas and all the lakesWith memories the wind blewI'd run out of jarsBefore a second could passDidn't have enough time with youTo turn the hourglassPictures in my head, suddenly appearWhy'd </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7694873453932386022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7694873453932386022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-so-it-began.html' title='and so it began'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-5123201068257077967</id><published>2009-12-11T22:09:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-11T22:24:24.785Z</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><summary type='text'>The 24th of November arriving brought with it the realisation that it was coming up fast, that I don't want to face it, i'm not ready.With every christmas song on the radio, every wish, every card, my sadness is taking me over.This morning I was unable to decorate our office at work, the tears fell.  It's been almost a year coming, maybe finally I can grieve.But to grieve i have to accept, accept</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/5123201068257077967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/5123201068257077967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2009/12/sad.html' title='sad'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-2160833152100926384</id><published>2009-11-24T22:50:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-24T22:50:43.272Z</updated><title type='text'>1 month</title><summary type='text'>in 1 month it will be 1 yearlove l x</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/2160833152100926384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/2160833152100926384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2009/11/1-month.html' title='1 month'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-3167034915064321444</id><published>2009-10-27T19:18:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-10-27T19:32:21.336Z</updated><title type='text'>too long</title><summary type='text'>It has been too long; or maybe not, who knows and who is too say.Since July, omg has it been that long?  A lot has happened.  I've started to write, and stopped, saved to draft and forgotten about it!Things were looking up.  I've finally got a decent social life, some people in my life who have become fantastic friends, and I mean proper friends - the rare kind.  I've been out having fun, girly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/3167034915064321444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/3167034915064321444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2009/10/too-long.html' title='too long'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-3696052186843636341</id><published>2009-07-26T17:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T18:08:28.843+01:00</updated><title type='text'>up</title><summary type='text'>Socially, my life is on the up!  I have never been out so much! My life is on an even keel, and I think after the last 6 months I've had I deserve it even if I say so myself!Beast dog has finally finished her treatment at the vets, a considerable sum later.  but she has her leg, she is walking on it, not all the time, but she is using it, she is able to use the stairs, jump on and off the beds...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/3696052186843636341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/3696052186843636341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='up'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-1901448282358633131</id><published>2009-07-12T21:43:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:53:57.821+01:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><summary type='text'>A few weeks and a few changes.Firstly best dog has had her cast fully off, she is now trying to use her leg, is able to manage stairs, can even jump on my bed! The scarring is heavy, in places i am not sure whether any hair will grow back but there is always hope.  She is one brave doggy.I have collected my eagerly awaited new car!  mine, mine mine!  I have not given him a name yet, my first male</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1901448282358633131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1901448282358633131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2009/07/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-3854905751215227301</id><published>2009-06-21T21:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:15:10.151+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fathers Day</title><summary type='text'>Happy Fathers Day you old bastardI am so bloody angry at you still for leaving meAnd yet I understand.And I miss youI broke down earlier in the week in a shop whilst buying a fathers day card for princess.  I lost complete control.  The assistants were crying by the time i had finished.  I was mortified. I have been over emotional this week, silly things have got to me, maybe its time, maybe I am</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/3854905751215227301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/3854905751215227301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Fathers Day'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-4133428207998347364</id><published>2009-06-15T20:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T20:28:30.357+01:00</updated><title type='text'>better</title><summary type='text'>Despite the rain, I'm fairly upbeat.  I am on an even keel.My darling beast dog is well on the way to recovery now, her leg finally is fully covered in skin!  She still has to wear a cast for a while for support though.  The vet bills have been massive, as you would expect them to be for the state she was in. She is walking proof that love heals.(Thank you Daddy xxxx)It's fathers day with weekend</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/4133428207998347364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/4133428207998347364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2009/06/better.html' title='better'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-5241884860574539654</id><published>2009-05-30T20:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T20:29:57.362+01:00</updated><title type='text'>moments</title><summary type='text'>i've had a few momentsmoments that remind me how special life ismoments that remind me how much i miss dadmoments that make me feel so very lonelymoments that have made me laugh so hard i've criedlove l x</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/5241884860574539654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/5241884860574539654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/moments.html' title='moments'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-6029530398118073666</id><published>2009-05-20T18:41:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T18:53:11.059+01:00</updated><title type='text'>news</title><summary type='text'>My life has been full of ups but mainly downs lately.It's been hard to vent, maybe I'm scared of what will happen when I do....On Saturday, it will be the 5 month anniversary of losing my Daddy, and yes,  I still call him Daddy, he was always my Daddy and him going off and leaving me will not change that.  even though I am still angry at him right now.  I think that's maybe why I haven't grieved </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/6029530398118073666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/6029530398118073666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/news.html' title='news'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-7777041640833064889</id><published>2009-04-11T21:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T21:58:33.906+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you for the birthday gift Daddy!</title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday DaddyIt was Dad's birthday today.  The first he wasn't with us, the first I couldn't pick up the phone to sing to him.It was also the day my Mum chose to say goodbye again, after a short personal reflection Daddy's ashes were placed under the turf at my brothers grave. I still feel Dad around, I still talk to him.  He has been here, and on today, his birthday he gave me a gift.My </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7777041640833064889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7777041640833064889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-you-for-birthday-gift-daddy.html' title='Thank you for the birthday gift Daddy!'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-402978730110199935</id><published>2009-04-03T17:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T17:55:09.086+01:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday!</title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday Stop!  It went past and I forgot all about it, what with all the drama in my life! There has been more drama. Yeah I know I can hardly believe it either.Just how many of those bad luck if you do not forward to at least a million people have i deleted to deserve all this pain?So, to recap.Daddy - Christmas EveGrandad - 11 weeks laterand nowBeast Dog - 12 weeks later, although she is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/402978730110199935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/402978730110199935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday!'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-614133831907852359</id><published>2009-03-15T15:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-15T15:08:43.996Z</updated><title type='text'>tears of my heart</title><summary type='text'>i lost another family member today.Rest in peace my darling GrandadLove youl x</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/614133831907852359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/614133831907852359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/tears-of-my-heart.html' title='tears of my heart'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-1679521874399290961</id><published>2009-02-16T19:21:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:45:09.371Z</updated><title type='text'>life goes on</title><summary type='text'>It's been a while.It's not that I've had nothing to sayI've cried a few tears, at last. It came from nowhere, absolutely nowhere and hit me hard, very hard.You can't choose when it hits you.I was at work, I was fine, a guy who is retiring came in, he had recently had his foot amputated.  I was talking to him, all was well.  He sat down.That's all it took.  He sat down.  He sat down with his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1679521874399290961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1679521874399290961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-goes-on.html' title='life goes on'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-1378015372892565613</id><published>2009-01-19T20:23:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-19T20:36:21.699Z</updated><title type='text'>happenings</title><summary type='text'>A few odd happenings around casa loulou lately.1.  the stuff that jumped off the tumble dryer in the cellar as i was going back up the stairs.2. my Bose i pod dock - turned itself on and loudly!3. jelly bean dispenser - which you have to twist to deliver beans dropped loads all on its own.To me, and call me mad if you like, it means Dads here. I'm sure he's popping in to check on me, not all the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1378015372892565613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1378015372892565613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2009/01/happenings.html' title='happenings'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-4389565669023754595</id><published>2009-01-13T21:00:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:17:19.273Z</updated><title type='text'>3 Weeks Tomorrow</title><summary type='text'>Dear Daddy3 weeks tomorrow3 weeks tomorrow since you left usI can't believe it's gone so fast. Not a day has gone by I haven't thought about you, talked about you, laughed at a memory.And still the storm holds at bay.  Still I wait for it all to hit me.  Still I am fine, holding it together.Sometimes I think this has happened to someone else, another family.  How can you have gone forever?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/4389565669023754595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/4389565669023754595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2009/01/3-weeks-tomorrow.html' title='3 Weeks Tomorrow'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-8493645906653419911</id><published>2008-12-31T18:35:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-31T18:47:27.301Z</updated><title type='text'>No title- there are no words</title><summary type='text'>I would like to say I had a wonderful Christmas. I would love to say it was joyful.I would love to say it was the best ever.It was nothing I could have prepared myself for.Why didn't he just ask me to go home for Christmas?Why did I have to get one of those dreaded phonecalls and fly half way round the world?Did he know I was there?I hope so.I feel he did.Did he know right until that last breath </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/8493645906653419911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/8493645906653419911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-title-there-are-no-words.html' title='No title- there are no words'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-1207514491944416</id><published>2008-12-01T21:33:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-01T21:37:24.940Z</updated><title type='text'>silly season</title><summary type='text'>Silly season has begun!Was at the Ball on saturday night - looking F A B U L O U Sgreat night muchos to drink.found out someone who has never made any attempt to get to know me thinks i'm a stuck up bitchbitch i can be but stuck up?fuck you you shallow bitch - you who with your sad little friends have made me feel so fecking alone. you who smile and say how are youfakeyou are a sad pathetic woman</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1207514491944416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1207514491944416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/silly-season.html' title='silly season'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-1821765348674848545</id><published>2008-11-15T21:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-15T22:14:24.467Z</updated><title type='text'>unremarkable then kick ass</title><summary type='text'>A fairly unremarkable week. Not much occurring here really, until last night!Last minute dot com I hit the town with J and C!  We met up at C's cellar bar for a few cheeky drinks then got a taxi into the city. Basically we started at the cocktail bar, did the irish bar, a spanish bar and then the biggest cattle market in town for a laugh!  Only cos it has a dance floor and we had our dancing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1821765348674848545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1821765348674848545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/11/unremarkable-then-kick-ass.html' title='unremarkable then kick ass'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-5710717861161937487</id><published>2008-11-09T09:40:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-09T09:48:22.435Z</updated><title type='text'>blaaaaaaaaaaaa</title><summary type='text'>It's sunday morning and the gym is calling me.... except I can't go cos it is closed on a bloody sunday!I've started going to the gym again and feeling better for it already.  I even went to a circuits class!Been really busy at work, there are a lot of changes afoot right now.  I've had my appraisal which was glowing!Ice skating last week was fab, muchos fun. Planning another trip soon now the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/5710717861161937487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/5710717861161937487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/11/blaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title='blaaaaaaaaaaaa'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-7479434275977399377</id><published>2008-10-28T20:32:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:45:41.054Z</updated><title type='text'>another week</title><summary type='text'>I've been pondering the important things in life.Like should i get a fringe cut in tomorrow when I go to the hairdressers tomorrow! I've had a nice first 2 days off work.  Spent the best part of yesterday excavating Princesses bedroom! The rest in a mad dash. Today I've been food shopping and watching a mates kids for the afternoon, nicely rounded off with a mug of hot chocolate and a chat with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7479434275977399377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7479434275977399377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-week.html' title='another week'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-472648376972002752</id><published>2008-10-21T20:05:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:14:00.776+01:00</updated><title type='text'>too long</title><summary type='text'>It's been too long.I have a life. It revolves around my family, and we've all been really busy, really busy.The never ending cycle of work, taking care of family and home and my pathetic social life had taken it's toll and after all these years I seemed to have nothing left to say here.To be truthful I've not given it a whole lot of thought, blogging.  and yet I missed it and missed those of you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/472648376972002752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/472648376972002752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/10/too-long.html' title='too long'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-4076755641328502260</id><published>2008-08-15T21:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T21:45:09.667+01:00</updated><title type='text'>blaaaa blaaaaa blaaaa</title><summary type='text'>sicki hate being sicki especially hate it when it involves the simultaneous use of the bath and toilet at the same time.i've had so much going on the last couple of months.  i never seem to stop.  we've had 3 inspections - of which we have of course aced.  home has been busy too it never stops, endless mounds of food to cook, dishes to wash, clothes to wash and iron etc etc etci'm supposed to be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/4076755641328502260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/4076755641328502260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/08/blaaaa-blaaaaa-blaaaa.html' title='blaaaa blaaaaa blaaaa'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-5914279676266399435</id><published>2008-07-21T21:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:31:00.509+01:00</updated><title type='text'>in a nutshell</title><summary type='text'>last few daysprincess graduates primary school in two days.  tonight she was awarded an award a little like a mini duke of edinburgh award.  proud.scared.my daughter, my baby girl is off to secondary school in a few weeks.  one last summer.i've had an emotional im convo with mums which left me quietly sobbing.emotionalwe've just had three important inspections at work.   we came out </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/5914279676266399435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/5914279676266399435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-nutshell.html' title='in a nutshell'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-6248091996401872109</id><published>2008-07-08T21:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T21:23:35.778+01:00</updated><title type='text'>school play snob</title><summary type='text'>i realised something today.i am a school play snob.princess was in her school play this afternoon.  miscast.  but she did me proud regardless.she has stage presence.  it's when she comes alive.the production on the other hand was dire.  the worst school play i have ever seen.excruciating was the full rendition of amazing grace - now someone remind me just where the feck that fits in to the joseph</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/6248091996401872109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/6248091996401872109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/07/school-play-snob.html' title='school play snob'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-521707187105304329</id><published>2008-07-06T21:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T21:56:30.837+01:00</updated><title type='text'>hey!</title><summary type='text'>i have started and restarted this post a few times now, it's getting on my tits, nothing sounds right!so busy busy busy as usual.  time stands still for no one, and still i wonder just where time is going and how come it's always in a hurry!i was supposed to be going out friday night but cried off.  i was tired, true, but honestly, i couldn't be arsed.  there was a big group of us going, i would </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/521707187105304329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/521707187105304329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey.html' title='hey!'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-6563017893291180298</id><published>2008-06-23T21:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T21:30:19.108+01:00</updated><title type='text'>So....</title><summary type='text'>OkSo I decidedI'm back, for a bit anyway.So what's been going on?  Anything much?I've been real busy, life doesn't stop, and the more the days go by the faster the year rushes past in a whirl.  Where is the time going? My daughter is growing up before my eyes, oh so fast and it's pretty scary.  She is 11 going on 16. And how am I?I'm ok.  I really am.  Life is treating me well.  My health is good</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/6563017893291180298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/6563017893291180298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/06/so.html' title='So....'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-8063463629418236983</id><published>2008-06-05T21:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T21:50:08.159+01:00</updated><title type='text'>too long</title><summary type='text'>it's been too longmaybe too too longhave i killed it from staying away, is there actually anyone out there?  somehow i doubt it. when i look back over the last few years i read how much i have changed, how different i ami wonder do you see it?i'm here still, although maybe it's time to let go.....should i dump these last few years in the recycle bin?  should i leave it to visit with fondness in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/8063463629418236983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/8063463629418236983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/06/too-long.html' title='too long'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-3973309335215451993</id><published>2008-05-01T15:07:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T15:09:31.501+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Girl!!!</title><summary type='text'>10 days late and eagerly waited for she made her first appearance this morning!It's a girl!!!Fast delivery, no details yet other than a few wee complications due to the speediness of her arrival.  I guess when she decided to do something she really decides to go for it!Welcome my darling nieceHattie StormGod Bless YouLoveLxxxxx</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/3973309335215451993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/3973309335215451993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-girl.html' title='It&apos;s a Girl!!!'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-7568435385883113229</id><published>2008-04-23T21:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:35:30.673+01:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting</title><summary type='text'>it's a waiting gamewaiting for babiesjust how late is this one going to be?........................come on girl squeeze it out!!!it's a waiting gamelifewe all wait for something every dayi'm waitinglovelxxxps ok now, feeling much bettererpps  yes i know i there was a baby last week, this is another one!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7568435385883113229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7568435385883113229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/04/waiting.html' title='waiting'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-8637410092437166215</id><published>2008-04-14T20:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T20:39:17.972+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Baby</title><summary type='text'>My sis in law had a baby last night - over a month early.  She is very small but fine.I have food poisoning - cooked my my own fair hand, or not cooked properly!  I left most of it but obviously i ate enough of it to make me very poorlyi feel very weak, i feel like i've done 10 rounds i can keep liquids in but no foodsi feel  like shitlovel xxx</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/8637410092437166215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/8637410092437166215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/04/welcome-baby.html' title='Welcome Baby'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-2694768629235973262</id><published>2008-04-13T14:35:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T14:36:42.227+01:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing</title><summary type='text'>i watched britains got talent last night i don't recall his namebut his voicetruly truly amazingi sat in tears and listenedlovel xx</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/2694768629235973262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/2694768629235973262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/04/amazing.html' title='amazing'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-6869117258654096558</id><published>2008-04-09T21:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T21:16:27.521+01:00</updated><title type='text'>odd</title><summary type='text'>I had an odd experience at the weekend.took princess to a certain well known pizza house for din dins. all lovely until the venture to the toilets.  OMGhave you ever seen the like? who the feck covers the top half of a toilet cubicle in mirrors?  all the way round.  Sitting on the loo turning your head you can see yourself x20 having a pee!  freaky to say the least!!i've been feeling really odd </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/6869117258654096558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/6869117258654096558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/04/odd.html' title='odd'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-6196310665966729574</id><published>2008-04-04T22:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T22:06:43.614+01:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful girl</title><summary type='text'>this afternoon i watched a metamorphisas i turned my head i saw her begin to emerge, i "eeked" in shockher big smile illuminatinga little while later she is bornmy little girl, not looking so little anymoreher long hair gonea sassy layered shoulder length cut in it's placegone is the baby facethere stands a beautiful girl, her face radiantthere stands my girlmy heart burstslovelxxxx</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/6196310665966729574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/6196310665966729574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/04/beautiful-girl.html' title='beautiful girl'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-8716124580370498153</id><published>2008-04-02T21:08:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T21:24:36.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'>not 19 anymore</title><summary type='text'>Driving home there was a song on the radio - I don't know what it was called i'll try and track it down, but some of the words were "You're not 19 anymore"I'm notand sometimes I wonder how that can be, where the years have gone, where that grey hair appeared from, when did that little crease appear at the corner of my eye?becuase i'm not 19 anymoreand sometimes i don't know why not.sometimes that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/8716124580370498153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/8716124580370498153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/04/not-19-anymore.html' title='not 19 anymore'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-7355163190815720029</id><published>2008-03-25T20:53:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-25T20:57:01.229Z</updated><title type='text'>scary snow</title><summary type='text'>for the last few days it has snowedit hasn't settled but it has snowed a lottoday we have had blizardswhite outsi had to drive my little car in itscaryeven scarier when the hill road that runs through the forest turned out to be very very scaryi don't mind the snowi hate the slushi drove in first gear almost all the way homepootle got me home safetomorrow i am not driving the hill forest road i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7355163190815720029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7355163190815720029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/03/scary-snow.html' title='scary snow'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-7292652607083753646</id><published>2008-03-12T21:48:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-12T21:54:40.355Z</updated><title type='text'>quick update</title><summary type='text'>So Disney was a blast, expensive but a blast!I've been pretty busy to say the least, my life has taken on a new direction and purpose lately - it's all good!I'm getting out and about, met some amazing people too.Celebrated my Princesses 11th birthday - moi? an 11 year old daughter? shocking! I don't look old enough!!!I've bought a little car - no name yet... suggestions? It's blue and very girly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7292652607083753646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7292652607083753646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/03/quick-update.html' title='quick update'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-224890028814720166</id><published>2008-02-24T21:12:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-02-24T21:13:47.301Z</updated><title type='text'>where i bin at</title><summary type='text'>Went to Disneyland Paris for the weekBloody knackeredLoveL xxx</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/224890028814720166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/224890028814720166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/02/where-i-bin-at.html' title='where i bin at'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-6200493068959680119</id><published>2008-02-14T18:01:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-02-14T18:14:59.599Z</updated><title type='text'>Heart Day</title><summary type='text'>Valentines DayA day of has he? Will he?Was that the doorbell?Is that for me? Or feelings of Bitterness the bastard hasn't botheredhard done by, afterall you made the effortOr do it MY WAY by following the simple instructions laid out below!Buy your own gift, something you really really really want just in case he hasn't bothered. The night before ask sweetly," I don't suppose you managed to get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/6200493068959680119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/6200493068959680119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/02/heart-day.html' title='Heart Day'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-7671426754784279976</id><published>2008-02-11T15:35:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-02-11T19:05:26.005Z</updated><title type='text'>catch up</title><summary type='text'>I'm still really upbeat and it's showing no signs of going!  Yay!We've had some lovely weather, no sign of the snow i've been waiting patiently for.I've started to look for Princesses birthday pressie.  This year it's pretty big and will use a considerable amount of wrapping paper.  I promised her she could have a new wakeboard.  So i've been looking about for deals , including bindings, which </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7671426754784279976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7671426754784279976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/02/catch-up.html' title='catch up'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HeHZfqaqjtU/R7CcZbWGooI/AAAAAAAAADM/6zO9LN3L0LQ/s72-c/cwb_bella_bliss_2007_MED.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-1329067094692259894</id><published>2008-02-07T12:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-07T13:05:14.448Z</updated><title type='text'>yum</title><summary type='text'>Having baked a crusty fresh loaf i thought it was sacrelidge to not indulge in a thick (ok wedge) warm slice covered in proper butter with my mug of pasta for lunch!Delicious.I'm a bad girl. I usually wait for it to completely cool before I slice it on my slicing machine and bag it up ready for family consumption.  Still it was worth it!Chicken Korma for dinner tonight.  YummyI finally caved in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1329067094692259894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1329067094692259894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/02/yum.html' title='yum'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-1585590285452856472</id><published>2008-02-05T15:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-05T15:17:07.633Z</updated><title type='text'>oh happy day</title><summary type='text'>oh happy day                        oh happy day                                                  something  happened                                                                                                and happy i'll stayoh happy day                        oh happy day                                                                lou lou is smiling</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1585590285452856472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1585590285452856472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-happy-day.html' title='oh happy day'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-2086210052137820193</id><published>2008-02-03T17:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-03T17:31:42.353Z</updated><title type='text'>poorly girl</title><summary type='text'>I is a poorly girl.This afternoon i fell down the stairs whilst carrying a chair i had used to reach costume stuff for princess.jees it hurts.my foot/ big toe is rather bruised which considering the way i fell its amazing i didn't break anything!i now have a poorly tummy.i'm hungry and the delivery man is taking forever.  since i've already ordered it i'm going to have to risk eating it!still in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/2086210052137820193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/2086210052137820193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/02/poorly-girl.html' title='poorly girl'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-6053867336797232723</id><published>2008-02-03T10:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-03T10:45:14.141Z</updated><title type='text'>Funday</title><summary type='text'>Saturday was a great day!A quiet start, a little light housework, a phone call, a knock on the door and a ride into town!Mc Crappys, (the things i do for my kid!) H&amp;M and another shop, a brief walk and the fun really began!Money paid, swimmers on, we entered the "paradise", wild water rapids, rocket slides, shoots, massive jacuzzi's, pools outside with steam billowing forth into the atmosphere.It</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/6053867336797232723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/6053867336797232723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/02/funday.html' title='Funday'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-5485351017223756798</id><published>2008-02-01T11:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-01T11:58:40.263Z</updated><title type='text'>yesterday/today</title><summary type='text'>I'm still feeling positive!  Yesterday was another good day i thought to myself as i shook my booty round the house.I lost the grey and am back to being a sultry brunette once more.  It's amazing how young i look for my age, the only thing that gaves it away was the grey, and even then thats only because for someone my age i have rather a lot of it! Went into town with a bounce in my step and met</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/5485351017223756798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/5485351017223756798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/02/yesterdaytoday.html' title='yesterday/today'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-7349422896491857222</id><published>2008-01-30T20:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-30T21:26:50.927Z</updated><title type='text'>Good day</title><summary type='text'>So, today I am positive, I am brimming with positivity!Why the change?I have no fecking idea!I woke up this way, afflicted with positivity.....I've actually had a nice day, done a little shopping, had a nice meal with hubby this evening, even the screaming hissy fit princess has this afternoon on what she was wearing has not dented this feeling of ++++.Oh yes, she is hormonal,  Help me GOD!You </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7349422896491857222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7349422896491857222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-day.html' title='Good day'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HeHZfqaqjtU/R6Do51S9s4I/AAAAAAAAADE/5mErTt-lGSc/s72-c/positive+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-7802193077042978313</id><published>2008-01-28T12:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-28T12:44:41.713Z</updated><title type='text'>changes</title><summary type='text'>For so long now Scarlet has been awol from "Stop" and I've left it all as it was, just in case she came back.  But she hasn't, it's been probably 2 years since she last posted.  So I decided to make some subtle changes in the interim before I administer a complete overhall.I'm feeling a lot more sparkly now than I was.  Not so sorry for myself.  I met some nice people over the weekend, and it's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7802193077042978313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7802193077042978313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/01/changes.html' title='changes'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-1037064264964819687</id><published>2008-01-23T13:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-23T13:51:16.993Z</updated><title type='text'>billy</title><summary type='text'>i've never really felt so alone as i have done lately.  well apart from the first 3 months of my last life changing move, but then i had the tumour then too so i was bound to feel down and isolated.this move has been hard.  i've said goodbye to my life as i knew it and once more need to start again.  whilst in some ways this can sound like a lot of fun - reinvention, in a way,  in others it is oh</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1037064264964819687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1037064264964819687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/01/billy.html' title='billy'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-164301422383764404</id><published>2008-01-13T15:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-13T15:13:38.222Z</updated><title type='text'>wallow wallow</title><summary type='text'>It's been a funny week.I've felt rather sorry for myself..one night it resulted in dinner in the oven whilst i sat in a dark room lit with candles drinking gin and tonic listening to musicit made me feel better, honest it didsometimes there's nothing better than a good wallowi've felt very alone. there are hours every day i see no one and speak to no one aside from my darling dog who is right now</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/164301422383764404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/164301422383764404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/01/wallow-wallow.html' title='wallow wallow'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-680705061125024409</id><published>2008-01-07T09:15:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-08T19:06:44.107Z</updated><title type='text'>Do Dyna tagged me to write to my 13 yr old self, so i'm going to try....</title><summary type='text'>(I've tried to be objective and not waffle as I have a tendancy to do!!!!  I've also tried to keep it direct and unemotional, it's far too hard to put myself though some of the shit)Dear Little LouLou,About losing sleep:You lose to much sleep worrying about what other people think of you.You lose too much sleep worrying.Quit carrying the world on those little shoulders of yours girly.About Peers:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/680705061125024409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/680705061125024409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2008/01/do-dyna-tagged-me-to-write-to-my-13-yr.html' title='Do Dyna tagged me to write to my 13 yr old self, so i&apos;m going to try....'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-1680839088730909402</id><published>2007-12-30T21:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-30T21:11:11.839Z</updated><title type='text'>a few things</title><summary type='text'>far too much to eathiking in the cloudswalking round lakeslobbing on my sofadancing with my dogplaying on Wiidrinking in barplaying settlerswatching dvdsmissing dyna onlinea few things i've been up to since christmas dayloveL x</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1680839088730909402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1680839088730909402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/12/few-things.html' title='a few things'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-5026631897153770032</id><published>2007-12-25T18:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-25T21:02:30.567Z</updated><title type='text'>Todays the day</title><summary type='text'>I have had several "Nigella" moments over the last few weeks, none have made me prouder than today's Christmas Dinner.  A beautiful slowly roasted duck.Christmas is very low key this year, no one dropping by, no fuss and no massive preparations.It's been nice, like a posh sunday.  Pressies of course were plentiful and the excitment on my darling girls face and exclamations of happiness and wonder</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/5026631897153770032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/5026631897153770032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/12/todays-day.html' title='Todays the day'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-3165877759713905363</id><published>2007-12-17T19:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-17T19:59:08.256Z</updated><title type='text'>shes an emotional girl</title><summary type='text'>I've lived away from home a long time, a long long time.Every once in a while I miss everyone.Tonight is one of those nights.I just watched a video file sent to me by my Uncle of my Grandad's party.1 second, that's all it took and the tears fell thick and fast...As I followed the camera it rested on almost every member of my familyI feel such loveI miss them.....Love L xxx</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/3165877759713905363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/3165877759713905363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/12/shes-emotional-girl.html' title='shes an emotional girl'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-5746999284655154484</id><published>2007-12-14T16:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-14T16:16:17.571Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So i'm back.....it's been too long i guess so i'll not bore you with all the ins and outs that have gone on cos there's been an awful lot, it's been a bit of an adventure!i'll just say this....It's great to be back (online)  i'm happy, settled and enjoying lifeit's been a big change, a welcome change, a life changeit was hard to say goodbye, but i'm enjoying saying helloand that's it i guess.... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/5746999284655154484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/5746999284655154484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-6100257117793299150</id><published>2007-12-12T09:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-12T09:32:48.124Z</updated><title type='text'>Ta Daaaa</title><summary type='text'>I'mB A CK!L x</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/6100257117793299150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/6100257117793299150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/12/ta-daaaa.html' title='Ta Daaaa'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-7750467985639240579</id><published>2007-10-15T12:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T12:15:13.665+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>not sure when normal service will resume......the internet /telephone has been dc (using a mates)things are going real fast now.....tears are in my eyeslovel xxx</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7750467985639240579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7750467985639240579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/10/not-sure-when-normal-service-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-3600021586645734323</id><published>2007-09-28T20:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T20:11:09.973+01:00</updated><title type='text'>time</title><summary type='text'>Another week has flown bya few more days ticked offit won't belong now,i'm readyi'm ready to say goodbye, (even though i don't really want to)lovel xxx</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/3600021586645734323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/3600021586645734323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/09/time.html' title='time'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-275567241546361726</id><published>2007-09-21T21:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T21:45:40.234+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dyna tagged me....</title><summary type='text'>So here goes....Lucious,loving,lovelyOverly emotionalUnusal and uniqueLaughable - i do some stupid stuffOften singing/dancing/eatingUseless in my own special way, as in spaccy at sportenough?harder than i thought!Love L x</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/275567241546361726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/275567241546361726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/09/dyna-tagged-me.html' title='Dyna tagged me....'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-8796027721366663069</id><published>2007-09-21T21:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T21:47:08.448+01:00</updated><title type='text'>my life</title><summary type='text'>changesbig ones sad but excited the countdown has begun, it is real.... its happening....its really reallove l x</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/8796027721366663069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/8796027721366663069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-life.html' title='my life'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-807270733493314105</id><published>2007-09-11T18:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:37:39.353+01:00</updated><title type='text'>words</title><summary type='text'>it's been a few days or so, ok a week or more, but hell i've been busy.I've been out on the piss at a few bbq'sa night on the towncelebrated my birthdaydone some major spring cleaningpacked some boxeswatched a bloody rat in my gardenmy program for the next few weeks is getting fuller...partiesbbqstheatreto name a fewthe weather is cooling....a biti am looking to the future....love l xxxx</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/807270733493314105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/807270733493314105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/09/words.html' title='words'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-1699699749728804283</id><published>2007-08-29T19:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T19:52:33.923+01:00</updated><title type='text'>life is good</title><summary type='text'>Life is goodI've lost some weightI've got a very clever daughter who's waterskiing around the bay without assistance.Its bloody hot still.I'm turning into a low fat/calorie nigella type person in the kitchenMy dad is betterMy sister is up the duffyeah life is sweetlovelxxx</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1699699749728804283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1699699749728804283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/08/life-is-good.html' title='life is good'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-2277146382081129413</id><published>2007-08-17T19:49:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T19:58:59.747+01:00</updated><title type='text'>tis i again</title><summary type='text'>It's been an oddish kind of week i guess and yes i'm a lazy cow for not posting sooner - i have no excuse!So we went to the beach on saturday morning... the water wasn't great.  Saturday night we went to celebrate L's 30th birthday.  How i wish i'd had a camcorder to hand... the candles on the cakes set off the fire alarms..thankfully there were no sprinklers!  The dancing standard was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/2277146382081129413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/2277146382081129413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/08/tis-i-again.html' title='tis i again'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-6997062360611432359</id><published>2007-08-10T07:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T07:50:35.467+01:00</updated><title type='text'>and breathe...</title><summary type='text'>it's finally a little (emphasis on little) cooler here, i am sleeping a little betteri can finally breathe, Daddy is finally at home where he belongs,i've been pretty busy doing mummy things with Princess as it's the summer holidaysthis has included shopping for clothes, and shoesshopping for food - yummy cooking fab meals with the produce.  fresh stuff here tastes so much better it actually has </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/6997062360611432359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/6997062360611432359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-breathe.html' title='and breathe...'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-621691835699269735</id><published>2007-07-31T19:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T20:01:45.485+01:00</updated><title type='text'>its getting hot in here</title><summary type='text'>too fecking hotand i'm not talking about me after my trip to the hairdressers....the temp here is crazy, well not so much the temp but the bloody humidityunbearablecan't sleep, am peeling the sheets off me just to moveawake still at 3.30amno airno respitehow i long for rainlovelxxx</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/621691835699269735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/621691835699269735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-getting-hot-in-here.html' title='its getting hot in here'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-1029090475958710131</id><published>2007-07-24T16:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T16:45:11.613+01:00</updated><title type='text'>fantastic news</title><summary type='text'>What a difference a few days can make.Today i got fantastic news.Daddy is much better, he might, might be out of hospital in as little as a week.  Which given the situation is amazing.  He's already been in 5 long worrying weeks. So so so pleased and yet i won't breathe until he's safely home.My parents, wonderful people. And yeah i know everyone says their parents are great, but mine, they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1029090475958710131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1029090475958710131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/07/fantastic-news.html' title='fantastic news'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-675008791858164743</id><published>2007-07-16T19:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T19:17:12.901+01:00</updated><title type='text'>the weekend</title><summary type='text'>I've been away for a lovely weekend with friends.... Friday the 13th was an interesting day.I managed to get superglue all over my hand - twatI lost my sunglasses - well left them at home......twatShitty long draggy dayMates house almost got burnt down from a brush fire close by.... but it didn't!!!So all packed we got to the hotel about 4pm - checked in, had our wrist bands attached, and found </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/675008791858164743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/675008791858164743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/07/weekend.html' title='the weekend'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-4149925037030811166</id><published>2007-07-10T19:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T19:39:19.677+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='princess is a superstar'/><title type='text'>mothers pride...............and i'm not talking about bread</title><summary type='text'>At 15.00hrs this afternoon I was esconced in a dressing room doing my make up artiste bit decorating performers with stage make up.  There were two shows, i'm not going to bother telling you about the first, apart from there was a kid who has her hair in corn rows and it made her look like a klingon!The second show didn't need so much makeup, there was a smaller cast, and the makeup wasn't as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/4149925037030811166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/4149925037030811166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/07/mothers-prideand-im-not-talking-about.html' title='mothers pride...............and i&apos;m not talking about bread'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-8894192786037414171</id><published>2007-07-06T14:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T14:58:10.471+01:00</updated><title type='text'>been a while...</title><summary type='text'>There have been days over the last few weeks I seem to be on the verge of tears a lot of the time.There's been a lot going on, and I guess being far from home doesn't make it easy.The home phone ringing in the afternoon scares the shit out of me, i'm ok with the mobile cos it means it's generally people here, but phonecalls from the afternoon tend to bear upsetting news about family members.Still</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/8894192786037414171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/8894192786037414171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/07/been-while.html' title='been a while...'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HeHZfqaqjtU/Ro5KJTlLMzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/SEVw7euxJV0/s72-c/twisternohead.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-4996528200198274849</id><published>2007-06-22T12:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T12:52:51.104+01:00</updated><title type='text'>chaos</title><summary type='text'>stress and chaos are following me.... againits crazy town here big timei am living in incertainty once more- which will hopefully be resolved soon but i'm not good at limboi've been out last night to a coktail thingy but not gotten drunk, hubby's mate got done for speeding on the way there - ouch -our taxi finally turned up to get us over an hour late, and  the night ended with a laughing cow </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/4996528200198274849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/4996528200198274849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/06/chaos.html' title='chaos'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-4381156945520606430</id><published>2007-06-11T19:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T19:50:51.268+01:00</updated><title type='text'>busy</title><summary type='text'>crazy few days or sobeen to a t party - everyone had to dressd as something beginning with T - hubby went as a tardis and i went as the board game twister!there were a large amount of peeps dressed as transvestites, a tuppence, tourists, toga girls, teenage mutant nija turtles and lots more...pics to follow hopefully!great day at the waterpark, and as usual managed to lose my top!  great </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/4381156945520606430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/4381156945520606430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/06/busy.html' title='busy'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-1445869445444406961</id><published>2007-05-27T19:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T19:56:08.724+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='triangles'/><title type='text'>a first</title><summary type='text'>i did something this weekend i never did before.....the tringles were freed, and i went topless for the first time in my life, only in my garden, and i made sure of course my scar had plenty of sunblock on.my main motivation was i felt it would do my scar a little good to have some sunlight on it, the second was no annoying lines left from my bikini.  the scar is actually a bit better than it was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1445869445444406961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/1445869445444406961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/05/first.html' title='a first'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-410253132745775787</id><published>2007-05-21T18:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T18:59:47.450+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mozzie bait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livin it up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posh pad'/><title type='text'>tringle tringle tringle tringle</title><summary type='text'>pool party at a mates mansioni kid you not, first time i'd been to their pad and omgfecking huge, very very nice and the interior dec is so themthe tringles were out - thinking about going topless though, covering my scar though so i have no annoying triangles this year - only in my back garden of course!fab time - sadly i was driving so no drinkies for me and boy there were shit loads served </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/410253132745775787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/410253132745775787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/05/tringle-tringle-tringle-tringle.html' title='tringle tringle tringle tringle'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-7998352150057546419</id><published>2007-05-18T18:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T18:39:24.751+01:00</updated><title type='text'>honey i'm home</title><summary type='text'>i bet you thought i'd fecked off and left you all again..... or maybe just thought i was being a lazy cow.....i've been on one of my journies....and as usual chaos follows me. not a lot of sleepsome lovely time with friendsnice shoppingfecking awful weatherfecking awful planefecking awful delaysgot in this early this am....honey i'm home!love l xx</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7998352150057546419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7998352150057546419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/05/honey-im-home.html' title='honey i&apos;m home'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-8926821609437961189</id><published>2007-05-08T17:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T18:11:06.370+01:00</updated><title type='text'>wwww</title><summary type='text'>where have i been?what have i done?why did i go?why did i come back?i'll keep it brief......where have i been?i've been right here!  yeah i have ok i blogged elsewhere a bit but it wasn't as comfortable!i've had a travel adventure - which was shite appart from the shopping and the food!i've been lurking on all your blogs!what have i done?i've worked my arse off and done something i wanted to do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/8926821609437961189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/8926821609437961189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/05/wwww.html' title='wwww'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-553553496005842561</id><published>2007-04-29T20:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T20:05:51.290+01:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><summary type='text'>it's been crazyi even blogged elsewhere a bit which i may or may not keep on/upbut i miss this oneso i'm backxxx</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/553553496005842561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/553553496005842561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/04/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-2320007762337099589</id><published>2007-01-29T14:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-29T14:51:36.608Z</updated><title type='text'>maybe</title><summary type='text'>i might be backbut then againmaybe i won'tleave a message after the bleep and i'll get back to you when i've decided what i'm doingsince i'm famous for my indecision you may be waiting a while.............love lxxxx</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/2320007762337099589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/2320007762337099589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/01/maybe.html' title='maybe'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-717164737487669529</id><published>2007-01-06T14:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-06T14:57:46.041Z</updated><title type='text'>two things</title><summary type='text'>1st thingJust MeEmail's keep getting bounced back have tried to phone you repeatedly.... ring me... going insanelovemexx2nd thing the time travellers wife by audrey niffeneggerREAD IT NOW ALL OF YOU!!lovelxxx</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/717164737487669529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/717164737487669529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2007/01/two-things.html' title='two things'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-3202101155109326869</id><published>2006-12-23T17:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-23T18:25:14.971Z</updated><title type='text'>so this is christmas.......</title><summary type='text'>so this is christmas...... another christmas......and it just hit me like a ton a bricks it's just us, just the three of us....againi've had a few quiet tears after i put down the phone to my mumi've not felt much like christmas this year, i've found it really hard to get going, i guess its the constant sunshine, carols in a foreign language, lack of atmosphere to name a few of the stumbling </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/3202101155109326869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/3202101155109326869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-this-is-christmas.html' title='so this is christmas.......'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-7636049496337984256</id><published>2006-12-15T22:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-15T22:32:31.170Z</updated><title type='text'>endless whirl</title><summary type='text'>it's december, as if you didn't know and the endless whirl is still twirling and i'm stuck somewhere in the middle of it!it's been great i have to say although it's pretty hard to feel like crimbo as it's still pretty warm in the day - although not warm enough for me to be in shorts there are mental tourists on the beaches still!!!!  but to them i guess it's damn warm!i've finally put up a few </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7636049496337984256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/7636049496337984256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2006/12/endless-whirl.html' title='endless whirl'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-116508277142370248</id><published>2006-12-02T17:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-02T18:06:11.510Z</updated><title type='text'>Big Bash</title><summary type='text'>at 2pm we picked up mates d and s and we drove to the hotel - we dropped the men off with the baggage and went to the hairdressers.2 hours later i'm a sultry brunette and lookin hotter than i am feelin due to this bastard cold i haveso back to the h0tel to be informed by hubby he needs a new tie and exactly where i can buy it from cos he saw it there earlier- ffs i mean why didnt u get it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116508277142370248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116508277142370248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2006/12/big-bash.html' title='Big Bash'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-116482308100384768</id><published>2006-11-29T17:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-29T17:58:01.030Z</updated><title type='text'>bad girl</title><summary type='text'>i'm a bad girlbut i'm also very very goodi'm bad cos i've been a very very lazy bloggeri'm good cos i'm working hard down the gymi'm good cos i put on a party for hubby's birthday at the weekendi'm good cos i didn't get wrecked ...... or stuff my facefriday hales december and the constant whirl of social engagments and pissed loufriday afternoon i'm off to the hairdressers to get my hair done and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116482308100384768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116482308100384768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2006/11/bad-girl.html' title='bad girl'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-116361634906821056</id><published>2006-11-15T18:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:45:49.106Z</updated><title type='text'>a few of my favourite things...</title><summary type='text'>the first bowl of cornflakes from a new boxthe first cup of tea  of the daythe smell of hoof oilthe smell of puttythe smell of fresh rain on hot dusty groundthe moment when my daughter wakes in the night and smiles at me that beautiful smile and says moon and stars mummymy dogmy familysitting alone in a dark room with my favourite  tunes playingthose 3 little words my hubby says to me every </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116361634906821056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116361634906821056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2006/11/few-of-my-favourite-things.html' title='a few of my favourite things...'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-116327357240401067</id><published>2006-11-11T19:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-11T19:32:52.560Z</updated><title type='text'>umm i had a bit to drink last night......</title><summary type='text'>so i had a bit to drink last night,these are the texts i found on my mobile this morning........To Princess: love u munny drunk x xTo Scarlet: feckhn pisrd xTo Scarlet: gin 4s my friengd xTo Scarlet:  wisi u werf heqe xTo Scarlet: wayhey x love u fuc wirk u weregere xTo K: that woman u thouhgt is chrisekajje not heq name aliron fecl am pissead safe jourmey xat this point k rang mefrom the uk to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116327357240401067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116327357240401067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2006/11/umm-i-had-bit-to-drink-last-night.html' title='umm i had a bit to drink last night......'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-116266277354658815</id><published>2006-11-04T17:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-04T17:52:53.576Z</updated><title type='text'>baby is back</title><summary type='text'>She's backMy babies backmoody and tired but she's home safe and sound with mountains of washing clutching gifts that only a mother would lovei'm happy againlovelxxx</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116266277354658815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116266277354658815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2006/11/baby-is-back.html' title='baby is back'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-116240538363834552</id><published>2006-11-01T18:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-01T18:23:03.660Z</updated><title type='text'>its all so quiet</title><summary type='text'>it's all so quietprincess has gone away on a residential school trip for 3 daysi'm lost without heri'm bored she's not here to amuse me/keep me busy/drive me insaneshe'll be home on fridayi hope it fliessomehow i think it wontlovelxxx</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116240538363834552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116240538363834552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-all-so-quiet.html' title='its all so quiet'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-116205812722582529</id><published>2006-10-28T18:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T18:55:27.246+01:00</updated><title type='text'>you know you're watching too much csi when........</title><summary type='text'>as i bashed tonights steak fillets with a meat hammer and felt the spray up my arm i thought about the tredectuary of the spray, jees i need to stop watching so much csi!princess started rehearsals this morning for the panto she's in... bang go my saturday mornings. buggerstill in a little pilates pain just when i struggle to get up out of my chair!addicted once more to playing settlers.....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116205812722582529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116205812722582529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-know-youre-watching-too-much-csi.html' title='you know you&apos;re watching too much csi when........'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-116185220020679919</id><published>2006-10-26T09:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:43:20.233+01:00</updated><title type='text'>death by pilates</title><summary type='text'>it is not a nice way to dieit is a very painful excrutiating  deathaside from my painso i get interesting things in my garden. for the last two days i have had visits from a parrot!  glorious colours.  i tried to entice it yesterday afternoon to stay long enough for a photo by chucking bread allover the garden but alas all i got were sparrows lol  i'll keep an eye out for him today and see if i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116185220020679919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116185220020679919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2006/10/death-by-pilates.html' title='death by pilates'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-116163172770848807</id><published>2006-10-23T20:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T20:28:47.756+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was gonna blog about something in particular but i've forgotten what it was !  Maybe it will come to me if i keep typing.blogrolling seems to have had some sort of a break down... everybody has updated at exactly the same time apparently! it's still hot here but comfortable, i'm still in shorts but no longer desperate to take my clothes off and jump into cold showers.i've had a lovely quality </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116163172770848807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116163172770848807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-was-gonna-blog-about-something-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-116127884308589775</id><published>2006-10-19T18:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T18:27:23.126+01:00</updated><title type='text'>thin lizzie</title><summary type='text'>Whilst multi tasking ..... cooking tea, talking on the phone to scarlet,  tidying lounge  i met thin lizzie as she slithered accross the loungei then proceeded to demolish the sat tv box as i tried to catch the slippery little bugger thought i'd squashed herthey're pretty useful to have in the house actually they eat the ants.....isn't she a cutieso took some pics, put he outside on the wall and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116127884308589775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116127884308589775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2006/10/thin-lizzie.html' title='thin lizzie'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-116124363436565448</id><published>2006-10-19T08:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T08:40:34.396+01:00</updated><title type='text'>poorly sick zone</title><summary type='text'>the best thing about being poorly when you were a kid is that you got a day or two off school - nevermind the small fact you were puking your guts up or missing pe!so princess is in the poorly sick zone, enter at your perilstarted at 5am yesterday am with eggwhite puke very odd and a temp 3 degrees lower than it should be, she was dizzy, unable to even lift her head from the pillow it took me 20 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116124363436565448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116124363436565448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2006/10/poorly-sick-zone.html' title='poorly sick zone'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-116102527586059427</id><published>2006-10-16T19:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T20:01:15.893+01:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy cow</title><summary type='text'>yeah i am i've been around just couldnt be arsed to blog - not a massive amount to say went away for a long weekend last week, which was nice some great friends but the water was shitthis weekend i was a good girl and spent a day with the brownies this weekend i've found my true calling - making winnie the pooh characters out of fruit, veg and cocktail sticksavoided recruitment as a brown owl </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116102527586059427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/116102527586059427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2006/10/lazy-cow.html' title='lazy cow'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-115997770626930052</id><published>2006-10-04T15:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T17:08:21.206+01:00</updated><title type='text'>flashback</title><summary type='text'>two years ago i was in a state of despair... not only were my in laws coming to stay but i was on the verge of going into hospital for a major operation.the pea sized tumour i had foundin my breast in june was now the size of a golf ball was about to be removed and i was shitting it big timealthough the op went well i was a bit poorly and as usual as is everything around me there were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/115997770626930052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/115997770626930052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2006/10/flashback.html' title='flashback'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6711494.post-115964025894821901</id><published>2006-09-30T19:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T19:17:38.976+01:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet like chocolate</title><summary type='text'>thats me .... sweet like chocolate well my hair is anyway.  i've had a radical change from blonde to sultry brunette and i love iti had so many compliments last night it was unbelieveable a few people i have known for 2 years didnt recognise me lmaothe night was toplots of drink, lots of fun and games and lots of dancing on tablesoh and i broke the heal on my shoethanxs for a top night k babe </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/115964025894821901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6711494/posts/default/115964025894821901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stoptheworldiwannagetoffnow.blogspot.com/2006/09/sweet-like-chocolate.html' title='sweet like chocolate'/><author><name>Lou Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12020187476964937681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
