It seems there’s a fairly nasty virus doing the rounds lately. Most people I know came down with it late December and my mother came down with it early last week.
Of course naturally, I’ve been quietly gloating that I’d avoided it.
So I guess it’s my own stupid fault.
Can I come out now?
Honestly that month, the *cough* festive *cough* period gets worse every year.
I just don’t do holidays, I just like to hibernate for a few weeks until it’s all over.
Between all the doom and gloom on the news, and the same set of christmas songs playing everywhere you go if you leave the house… It’s just not worth it.
I must be looking better than I thought.
I went to the grocery store yesterday after a trip to the Doctors with both parents… It felt like a family outing…
The woman on the checkout asked if we’d had a good day.
It’s half term for the schools this week, and it would seem she obviously thought we’d had a day out for the family while I was off school.
Yes, it’s true, there really is life after internet… One of these days I might even get to take part in it 
There seems to be a general blogging strike going on the past few months. Hardly anybody seems to be writing much of anything, and I have to say I’ve been one of them. I don’t know if it’s the weather, the time of year, or just one of those things…
But whatever it is I’ve just had no great urge to write anything, and there’s been nothing interesting going on to spark any interest.
Well I survived my car driving trip, and more importantly so did the car and everyone else on or near a road…
A fact I should really probably have posted weeks ago, you know, straight after it happened… Still better late than never
It seems the nose job went well. Daddy Dearest arrived home yesterday.
We were expecting him to call to say he was on his way around lunch time, mid morning at the earliest…
But no, 7am the phone rings to say he’s on his way.
What kind of a time is that to be kicking sick people out of a hospital?
The good news, my trip to the Chinese Doctor last week was productive, and the herbs seem to be having an effect.
The bad news, it’s not doing anything to make me less irritable.
And the ugly news… Daddy’s in getting a nose job!
Apologies for the blogging break, but there’s just not been anything worth writing about.
Lets see… What’s been going on…
Well, I still have the neck of a lizard, only now I seem to be part lobster, part lizard and part panda, as you can see from the photos below…
Oh and I also have the bowel of a pregnant woman…
Next time I have the bright idea to go to the doctors and actually take the antibiotics they prescribe…
Somebody…
Anybody…
Please, just… TALK ME OUT OF IT!!!!
Am I too young to be thinking about incontinence pads?
I currently have the urge to do copious amounts of swearing.
And as anyone who knows me will testify, that is not like me at all… The last time I had the urge to swear (which I gave in to in the end) was around 1987…
So it’s safe to say, I’m not a happy fraggle!
I went to the doctors earlier in the week to find out about this rash on my neck.
