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The Boy has been dragging a bug of some kind for a while. Last night
his temperature was up and he was clingy and would not settle in his own bed. When he did eventually go to sleep I knew for sure where George Lucas got the sound effects for Darth Vader's mask from, my little boy's mixture of heavy breathing through the mouth and snoring. Him Indoors claims he could hear it from the next room. In the morning the temperature was back to normal and all he complained about was the sniffles, so I sent him to school with instructions to plod on and if it got too bad to go see the welfare officer. What I hadn't banked on was his temperature rising again and the school's secretary giving me a lecture on how I really shouldn't not have sent him to school when he was clearly too ill for it (well he wasn't first thing in the morning - he did not even look unwell enough to warrant a dose of junior paracetamol). Anyway I took him home and he has enjoyed being nursed by mummy for the day. On the plus side, he now feels well enough to sleep in his own bed tonight. Sleep is a wonderful thing. On the minus side it means I have watched too much daytime television today while he was clinging to me on the sofa most of the afternoon. Now I am trying to work out which advert annoyed me the most, my top 2 are the crazy frog ringtune advert and and advert for some leaflet/website about lowering your cholesterol which is bad on many levels. It is bad firstly because it doesn't work (I don't remember the name of the product despite seeing it a number of times today) and it is bad because it makes me want to shout at the screen when it gets to the bit about the recommendation for cholesterol levels being less than 5. 5 what? saussages, km/h, tonnes? I expect they mean 5 mmol/l but then why not say it? I know advertisers are not scientists but surely even they did enough math and science at school to know that the figure without a unit of measure next to it means absolutely nothing (unless the figure is 42 of course). |
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26.5.05 22:24 |
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Long time no blog
Not much has happened, The Boy recovered but because he is a sharing,
caring little boy he passed his bug onto me. I got throught the week-end with much help from the good fairy aspirin. While I was feeling sorry for myself and Him Indoors was revising for his exams the garden took a life of its own, ironing which had been left to pile up with a view to be tackled at the week-end multiplied and grew to Everest proportions and the house is looking worse than ever. My parents are coming at the end of the week - to coincide with The Boy's return from his father's house and they are bringing my niece with them. I should be toddler-proofing the house - which to be honest is almost mission impossible - instead, I have been tending the garden, playing with the cat and looking at the bumble bees collecting pollen again. If you want to see why I can watch bumble bees for hours have a look at this set of garden pictures. I hope you find the little creatures as fascinating as I do. |
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