Yeap, that is me, I say to myself as I am reclined under that duvet of tinted bliss that today I shall …… and of course the probability of it actually happening is minimal. Yes today I am going to blog … maybe about [think-think-think] the light bulb faintly flickers and goes out.
So what has been going on … let me see if I can bring you all up to speed.
LONDON TRIP – The strike was cancelled *woohoo* but I boobed with Parliamentary tours, not realising the House of still ‘Sitting’ when were we going to go!! Went went to Westminster Abbey instead …. I will write more about our day once I have retrieved my camera from Big Sis’s coat pocket [my purse is in her other pocket, oops].
4FOOT NINJA’S BIRTHDAY – Great-Nephew had his fourth birthday and Lord Murphy and Sergeant Sod bestowed a healthy dose of chicken pox upon him. Poor lamb, he was covered in spots, all in his hair and all over his body. Fortunately with the weather being fairly warm during the day wearing loose fitting t-shirt and shorts was not so bad but at night, despite no clothes and just a sheet he could get no sleep [nor could Mum & Dad] the helpful Pharmacist advised Piriton at night, it eases the itching and more importantly conked him out. Despite that he had a good day, open house affair, so it lasts the whole day rather than an overwhelming descending of the hoards. He still looks older, his height and so forth puts him at five nearly six. He’s all fine now, infact he is creating chaos [with help from his Dad, Mum is trying to keep them both in order] at Butlin’s this week with his cousins and Aunt & Uncle.
TOOTHY STRIFE – Last Sunday my left front tooth cracked. It cracked and crunched so loudly I thought the whole thing was about to fall out! Decamped ourselves at the Dentist [top of my road] for help … X-ray showed something not that common, the tooth has eaten itself from the inside out!, the end thirds show nothing but the middle third is all hollow and only the enamel has been holding the tooth together, but that has now cracked at the gum and bone. It has to come out, false tooth denture to be made not sure how I feel about that, not mentally ready for this kind of change. How am I going to manage the item and what is involved. Added issue that Dentist is on holiday from Tuesday, hoping with fair winds that she can do the necessaries on Monday. I am nursing it along carefully. I am nervous, anxious, and so forth about the extraction, the pain [please paracetamol or ibuprofen are as much use as smarties], the healing, the falsey, the managing to eat, drink, spit, swill etc. Plus I cannot show this because Big Sis [only one who can take me and lift me about] is highly, very, uber dental phobic, so I am brave facing like mad! But well, it is what it is and well what happens happens, I am trying to be philosophical but come the day …….
Lunchtime beckons …..