Arrgh I hate tummy bugs. The dreaded bug hit my house on Sunday, awful. I went to bed early with watery sounds going on in my abdomen. I knew it wasn’t good. I felt ill. I asked hubby to get me a bucket in case. Wow was I ill, it didn’t last for long but it seemed to come from all orifices at once. My 9 year old also was sick and my husband had runny bottom. Blurgh.
Back at work today, still a bit pale and shakey, but hey I am here.
The other news is that after 3 weeks of no hair straighteners – my GHDs started to make unusual crackly noises, I now have a brand new set, so no more big boofy crazy hair. I can feel like a tidy well presented person again. I had to resort to wearing a head scarf in the weekend as my hair was so so scarey and out of control. I have enough hair on my head for about 10 people.
Last week while strolling around my back lawn I found what looked like a rock sticking out of the lawn. I alerted hubby who informed me it is not a rock but the end of an old clothes line pole, so we started digging and dug up a huge mound of concrete. It was far too big to dig up so my Dad the retired civil engineer suggested make the hole bigger and lie it down the re bury. Oh so sensible. Mean while the children were in hole heaven, they brought out their toys, they wore their goggles so dust and dirt wouldn’t go in their eyes and they climbed in that hole and they helped dig. They were so disappointed to find that Michael had filled the hole in later int he day. So disappointed that they dug the hole again, then they filled it with water and made a swimming pool. Then they floated things in it, they jumped in it and then walked dirt all through the house. But I am happy that they are being creative and that they are playing outside, not stuck inside watching the tele or playing computer games.
I Love my kids