Monday, 24 January 2011

The published diary of a PTA mum

I can't believe there's a f*** meeting this morning...
...And we are back on, first day of the half-term... I have managed to duck pretty much any obligations attached to my highly important status of co-chair of the Committee for a good full month of January and a bit of February to be totally honest ...not bad, but of course now it’s piling up and must look a bit dodgy. Seems like yesterday that we were having a meeting about the colour of the icing of the cupcakes for the Xmas Tea ...yes, Xmas Tea was nice and I will tell you about it when I’m fully awake, when I have sorted out how to have a nice cake for a meeting which starts at 9.00 am in the music room when its 7.30 am and I’m still in bed and so are the 3 children I’m supposed to deliver at school in time...we wouldn’t want to start a new half- term by being late, would we? ...Guess we will have to, so my first resolution of the half term, let’s see... killed in 3.33 minutes. You will easily understand why I don’t even bother to have New Year’s resolutions.
OK, icing of the Xmas cupcakes for the Xmas tea was vanilla-y yellow and there is also a whole story about this, but stick with me here, still no solution for the cake this morning...And I think I could convince myself to be sick just now. I haven’t been sick since 2007 so I’m fully enrighted to it ( is that even a word?). And I could dump this meeting on my co-Chair, and this sad little cake story? Not fair, not at all fair...but I know she would forgive me, she is my co-chair, my lovely half, my partner in bad and worse...
Still pondering over this while toasting numerous slides of bread I’m not even entitled to, since I have eaten like a pig over Xmas and, then January was very cold, and I’m back now on the diet I started in 1984. But I have to kill it immediately.
My co-Chair, my friend, my beacon in the fog has actually decided to go back to work and this morning is her first day. And she sent me 3 texts, 4 emails about this since she’s quite acquainted with my tendency to block out of my memory any news I’m not totally fond of.
Cake for the meeting will be shortbreads from the box. Sad, but very unilaterally decided better than nothing. And anyway a cake would be lost on me cause the diet. I 'm a much better unselfish person when I ‘m allowed carbs....

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