Friday, February 3, 2017

I have been cleaning and tidying up, for what seems like ALL DAY. Why/how can a clean and tidied kitchen go from pristine to bomb site in no time at all?? Or from one nameless person making some toast?? Spring clean? Dunno, but I smell of bleach, and it's over powering my perfume......

The Little Man has been awarded a tificate by his teacher, for good, consistent learning. The certificate is proudly displayed on the fridge. He's been discussing the chance of a sleepover with his friend Isaac. The chances are good, just wait a week or two........

I had physio today, and whilst she was pleased with me, it's a maintance rather than an improvement she's after. I still can't put my own bloody socks on though which is frustrating to say least! AND I can't paint my toe nails either, but luckily, one of my girls is a nail technician. Unluckily, when she gets home, the last thing she wants to do, is paint more nails. Luckily, she's pliable if the right bribe is offered......watch this space to see her demands....

Later that week........we had a family outing to Build a Bear in Milton Keynes. We are now the proud owners of a Chewbacca and a Paw Patrol character, and as awful as that sounds, spare a thought for my daughter who is now sharing her home with a rather bright piccachoo. Still, happy faces all round, until The Little Man got hit by an awful cold mid pizza, in Pizza Hut. In need of calpol and bed, we left for home without visiting the Lego shop and I only got a passing glance at Gap. I hate Milton Keynes. As far as wheelchair compatibility goes, it's excellent. But the people?? Not so much. They seem robotic, and they will not deviate from their course. They walk straight at you. The temptation to run them over is getting too much to ignore.....

It's the next day and The Little Man has had a pyjama day, as he's had a day off school. It looks like he'll be off tomorrow too, as he feels a bit boiling. This, despite being fully loaded with calpol. And yes, he did share his germs. But it was a day or two before we realised. First the Good Man, And then me........joy of joys, 10/10 to tissues softer than sandpaper with cooling and unblocking menthol. Don't wipe your arse or hoo haa with them though.