The doctor told me to get any rubbish I could into little bear as his tonsils were extremely swollen. Today little bear is demonstrating an appetite.
He has had six yogurts, half a carrier of prawn crackers, a marshmallow with every dose of medicine, half a tin of cold tomato soup and a small tin of pasta and sausage. He is also currently demolishing a packet of french fries.
He is now back on normal rations as far as I am concerned.
As for me, I have emptied two dehumidifiers, pegged out washing, fed and watered evil cat, opened and closed curtains (apparently I am the only person in the household that is able to do that) but my shoulder only really acted up when I tried to cast on some knitting. I managed six stitches. I am fed up.
It could be worse.
2 comments:
What ever you do, do not Google Can Can wool, it is absolutely irisistable (sp)
No, no, no, no.... did...
Hester, you lead me in bad ways - WANT. Perhaps if I shuffle some stuff I might make room.
Trying to resist... WSx
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