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Diary of a Portal Widow
Day 1
Morning
Hubby sets himself up at internet and logs on to something, he claims he is planning a surprise holiday in France in June. Impressed as we always book late.
On the phone to Anto, Davey and Mick all the time.
Don't like it when he is with them as he always watched football and gets drunk.
Evening
Trying really hard for tickets for the holiday as he is on computer all evening and all night........... wow he really must love me.
Day 2
Darling has really been doing everything he can for this holiday, i heard him shouting at the screen at about 4am. brought him a cup of tea at 6am as I left for work.
Afternoon
He is still trying bless him and wondering what type of holiday it will be, beach, mountains or just in a chateau.
Ask him if he minds me going out with Mary, Theresa and Cheryl, wife of his the 3 lads. I get myself all geed up to argue but he just grunts and says fine, maybe he doesn't love me any more.
Day 3
We had a great night and got in at 2am and he was slumped over keyboard with a post it in his hand with "The Script". Didn't realise he liked them and Mary and the girls said their men all talking about them. We all agreed to buy tickets for their next gig, our men will be so excited.
Day 3
Wow this will probably be best holiday ever given he is doing everything to book it, maybe its a tour of Europe because he keeps mentioning Sweden, Belgium and Italy as well as France.
Oh I do so love that man.
Afternoon I asked him if I could buy some really nice outfits for my holidays, he just said "uhhh" so I borrowed his card and we ladies went on a spree. Think we maxed out the cards as all the girls had same message when we hit that nice little wine bar off Grafton st. Guilty it was so late but he never said anything so he must really love me.
Day 4
I heard him talking about Sel or Polonium so googled it, OMG this is scary, rang Mary crying and she said her beloved hubby was on phone talking about this and The Script. OMG are we married to Terrorists.
Mary's brother is a Garda so she spoke to him and he asked was it Selenium or Polonium, as it was the former he said he knew all about it and it was harmless.
Oh my man what he is doing for me his wonderful wife.
Day 5
Getting concerned as baby was left abandoned in cot all last evening when me and the girls went out, wore one of my new outfits, baby saw Die Hard 1-4 an was screaming most of the night
Oh my man is happy but keeps talking about The Script, maybe all the hubbys have a man crush on them. All the boys were around just checking their laptops.
Maybe its a nice holiday for the girls as heard Paris, Bordeaux and Lille being mention and then maybe Lens or Lille. Boy my friends and I have great husbands.
Day 6
Apparently they have fallen out of Manlove with The Script and now taking F5ing, presumed it was high 5ing or Formula 5 but don't know but his dedication to getting us all a great holiday is wonderful.
Anto must have booked something because screams of yes filled the air at 3am but then F******* ESB when did they have a powercut.
Girls and I so excited because we got the outfits and sure the credit cards can be paid back after our holidays.
I heard all the men say they would come here tomorrow so we plan to lay in some treats as we have a generator.
Day 7
Though its a work day all seem to be sick and came around at 9am but they set up on the laptops and keeping hitting a button like mad, this is F5iiing.
Never understand Men.
Girls come around at lunchtime and we have prepared some really nice snacks.
Just as we are about ready to bring in the food shouts of Yesssssssssssss fill the air and they start dancing and shouting and saying we all have 10 minutes to book.
It all goes quiet but we happy and smiling as we know they will tell us about our holiday in June across Europe.
I hear my darling Hubby screaming, "No F******g way Visa" and his call to the bank make him go really quiet, all the lads do the same thing.
Maybe its time for our surprise so we bring in the food.
Anto just looks at Mary and say "What the F*** you wearing that for at 4 O'clock on a Wednesday afternoon and where did you get it", hubby looks at me and his face is white, he needs a holiday bless him.
Hubby looks at me and his face just seems to crumple, Davey asks have you been shopping.
We laugh and say Yessssssssssssssss, its for our holiday in France and then Sweden, Belgium and Italy, we are so excited and dance around, but we may have maxed the Credit Card a little bit.
Room goes really quiet, Mary says she has never seen Anto cry and soon all 4 of them are crying.
Did somebody die.
Day 8
Mother so generously took me in and all the girls are at their mothers, its great as we all grew up next to each other.
How were we to know they wanted to go to Football, they never told us.
My da rang earlier and says Irish Naval service did pick up the men in a rubber dingy trying to row to France while crying.
Doctor says he is sedated and should be ok in a few months.
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