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Midnight at the oasis
The pile of wrappers from the Fry's Chocolate Creams bars is formidable. It took until 22:45 to get Linnea down to sleep this evening. I can't imagine what could be causing her all this agitation -
- unless it's the fact that her mother is a psychotic raving panic-manic sugar-snorting nailbiter from Halifax (except that I've never been able to bite my nails, ew, gross) and she's picking up on my stress.
Yes, that could be it.
I have indulged in retail therapy. A bunch of stuff from Amazon, including "Here Come The ABCs" by They Might Be Giants, and shirts for me and Linnea from here. I'm working on another one but I'm bad at getting graphics files up so it could take until I realise I can't afford them.
I was going to take Linnea swimming with Rob this weekend to show him how she's learned to swim without me - she uses a float under her arms, and paddles with her hands and feet, all the way over the the ladder, which she climbs, so that she can run over and jump back in - did I mention she's only one and a quarter? - but I have a period and so I can't, because I'm still not able to use a simple tampon, dammit. He'll have to take her on his own and I won't be able to be there. My mother-in-law can witness the joy instead.
Never mind, Rob and I will get to spend some quality time together on Monday, in hospital.
Thanks for all the feedback on the pomes, by the way. I really appreciate it.
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Thank you. Thank you so very, very much for gifting me with this perfect piece of information. I'm now going to go break my husband's brain.
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2) Smuggitty smuggitty smug smug smug.
3) I may go grey before I'm 30 at this rate.
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Re: Midnight at the oasis
that is hilarious. :)