Sitting here wishing the cat would go elsewhere. He couldn't get any closer to me unless he was on top of me - which he tried...and I can't breathe! I don't know if that's his fault, or this cold I have. Ugh.
Played Ludo with Josh and Nathaniel this morning, which of course had Josh whining and almost in tears before we left the house. We walked up to the school, and after I dropped them off, I came back to the house to do my usual e-mail check etc, and then drove up to Starbucks. I was enjoying the sunshine but decided not to stay there too long, as I knew I had things to do, and I didn't want to miss the game.
I drove back to the house. and as I put my key in the door, I heard a screeching "MEEEEOW" on the inside. It sounded as though Jelly was being murdered. I got in as quick as I could, but had already heard the cat flap, and was clearly too late. I peered out the window, and saw Jelly going off around the corner. I went out the front to see what he was after, and found him stalking another cat in the yard. Hmm...Intruder?
By the way, I had to move upstairs. I couldn't take the not being able to breathe anymore, and I'm just praying no one changes the channel. Although, I think I just heard Tim pull up. Dammit. So much for watching the game in my room - this TV is connected to the downstairs one, therefore people downstairs take control over mine -
Anyway, while I was in the front yard, I turned to walk into the house...and believe I was shat on. Well, just in case I didn't hate birds enough before...
Ugh. I walked in the house, washed it off my leg, and then when I saw trails of it elsewhere, thought what the heck? I looked at the bottom of my flip flop, and as though it wasn't enough that it was down my leg...I had also stepped in. WTF? Did he explode? Yuck!
I finished cleaning that up, and walked up to the post office where I mailed some letters, and bought a bingo ticket. We shall soon see if what they say about bird shit and luck, is really true.
When I got back, I had my mocha and raisins, and turned on the game. I was so tired again, that I curled up in bed, and went to sleep. I somehow woke up every time there was a goal or a card though, so I didn't miss anything! When I officially had to be up again, it was 2 o'clock. I made sure I looked decent, and I walked up to the school.
Nathaniel's class was doing some sort of Treasure Island performance, so I watched that, and then spoke to Tina and Michelle while waiting for the classes to be let out. We walked back to the house, I did laundry and made a salad while Nathaniel read to me, and I also tried to get a sliver out of Zach's finger. It didn't work so well, and I didn't have a safety pin to get the piece that broke off. Hopefully Heloise will see to that.
We all ate dinner together, and Nathaniel and Josh went to Judo. Zach read with Heloise, and then came to play pirates with me. We had a good laugh, and once he was hyper and unable to control the volume of his voice...Heloise had to take him to bed. Hehehehe :p
I turned the game on, and started watching it...sort of. I wasn't paying as much attention cuz I didn't want to keep looking up, but nothing had really happened anyway. Now I'll finish watching it in my bed, have a shower, and then fall asleep hoping some miracle happens over night and I'll be all better tomorrow. Goodnight xx
Thursday, 17 June 2010
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Maybe it is all alergies and now between the cat and all the new plants and pollen you are doomed to be stuffed up,,,,that is until we get to Ireland or Italy then you will be all better.
ReplyDeleteLet me know if the luck is in your favour cause I could really use some and if that is what it takes maybe we should do what dad says and go to Venice lol. I am not a fan but we will see.
Can't wait to see you. 10 more sleeps. :0)
Love you lots
Miss you tons
Mom
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I would love to go to Venice!!! OMG!!!
ReplyDeleteLets hope the bird shit works for you. I was in the train station in London and a bird shit on my head!!! What a mess. It his me and everyone standing by me all moved away in one big movement and left me standing there alone!! Thanks guys. Then Paul desided to help and smearded it all in my hair trying to wipe it up!! The ride back to Shropshire was not a pretty site!! lol What more could I do but laugh it off. Don't remember any special luck tho! Paul was shit on on the beach in Bahama's on our honey moon. Guess that was 35 years of good luck there!! ;)
Hahaha EWWWWW Luckily mine was just my leg...I would have cried if it was in my hair. I did check a number of times though. Didn't bring me any luck, but oh well. Glad you got 35 years. Maybe it depends on the size. I suppose the lady at the post office was much nicer to me...maybe that was mine. xox Can't wait to see you either Mom!!!!! xoxoxox
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