Earlier this week I spent 2 straight days in bed with a migrai.ne headache. Unable to take my usual medication, I discovered that icepacks and pan.adol are about as useful in fighting migrai.ne pain and swear words and tears. We had 2 kids with us so DH had to take time off work and look after the 3 of us. He was very sweet, putting wet face washers on my head and trying to tempt me to eat with my favourite choclate biscuits. I hope that bub was able to access my plentiful fat stores because I just could not eat, and what I did did not stay around long.
I was giving DH grief about something yesterday and he said "I missed you. I'm so glad you're back." Awww. He's a keeper that one. Last night he was rubbing my belly as we discussed baby names. He wanted to know how big s'he was. I said "if s'hes still there", "where else would s'he be?" was his confused reply. Why can't I think like that?!
Sunday night I am babysitting my niece and baby nephew while everyone else goes to watch the South.African.Cricket team kick our ass yet again. I'm sorry if I offend any Aussies, but I'm not terribly patriotic when it come to cricket as our team tends to become boringly arrogant on a winning streak so I like them to lose regularly.
Not much else is going on in my little world at present. I have piles and piles of work to do, but just cannot be fagged.
Saturday, 10 January 2009
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2 comments:
Wonderful to hear your voice Louise -- I"m so so sorry about the migraine. Ugh.
What a wonderful gift that your husband takes such good care of you though....
I've been thinking of you!
What the hell is cricket -- I mean, I know what cricket is I've just always wondered what it would be like to actually follow it...
XO
Pam
Ha! I completely understand your confusion Pam! To me, cricket is just a ritual of Australian summertime. A bunch of blokes in white stand around on a football pitch in the blazing sun, while I doze on the couch in my air conditioned lounge room. The TV cameramen get so bored they rake the crowd for bikini clad women, as the commentators discuss the heat. Strangely some people seem to find it fascinating...
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