QOTD

The best quote of the whole upsetting hospital thing happened as follows:

Ailbhe: I'm angry with the WHOLE UNIVERSE.
Rob: Bad Universe, no biscuit.
Ailbhe: Yeah!
Rob: See if we use these universal constants NEXT time!
Ailbhe: [splorf]

Getting there

Finished potting on the kitchen herbs. Did dishes and laundry - lots of laundry. Used a lot of the excess bread in French toast for lunch, which delighted the children. Made a bit of a shopping list. Did some interesting maths and spelling with the children. Wrote my first poem for over a year. Ordered a bunch of School Surplus stuff and planned some of the impending attic clearout. Did not drink enough tea. Helped make salad for dinner, and ate pasta, pesto, feta, halloumi, pine nuts, lettuce, baby spinach, fresh basil, olives, tomatoes and cucumber, and a clementine for dessert.

I'm still coughing and breathless, and Astrid is still having obstructive sleep apnea, but we're definitely on the mend.

Linnea and Emer have been wearing their extremely summery summer dresses which were a present from Nana in Linnea's birthday parcel. Hm. Rather them than me. I've been wearing long wraparound skirts of many layers, and long-sleeve tops, and socks, and other warm things. (Astrid has been wearing a nappy or cotton pants, but I don't think she has any nerves).

I wish I had a phone with a camera. The garden, the muddy feet, and the three children snuggled on their sofa under a sleeping bag would all have made excellent photos.