Sick of sick

Waaaaay to warm today! Sleeps weren't entirely pleasant as our upstairs gets v. warm. I think I am going to go digging and find some fans in hidden places. Here comes a fresh toy for the little terrors to play with . . .

Was very sick over the weekend. Wanted a bullet to put me out of my misery. Sore and achey and flu-type feelings, was freezing and then boiling hot, just miserable. I think I was talking to myself (or maybe moaning) to give myself some company. I do that when I am sick. You know, since no one cares (everyone: ). But alas! It is true! I am still the dill making everyone teas and coffees and dinners and I am the one wanting to sit in the corner and die! If Caleb could have expressed himself clearly I am *sure* he would have said 'yeah yeah, get over it'.

Caleb has one week left of school holidays. I am sure we will *all* be yahooing with excitement when his bus pulls up out the front. The husband has two weeks left of work before he starts his holidays. This is when I am hoping my holidays will start too, hmmm. A girl can only dream!

Alrighty, off to take more of my daily pile of assorted medication and read some mag and play sudoku before I fall asleep in a heap. Oh, I washed some baby clothes this afternoon - the clothes line looks funny filled with tiny clothes. Cute though.

Foolish?

Cripes. I am moaning all the time about how there are such loooonnnngggggg weeks ahead waiting for this baby, and the last week has flown by.

We hit the road on Friday and headed up to Toowoomba. Visiting the Telfer family, meeting up with Sheree for a wee shop and a lovely lunch and chat, having a nice birthday dinner for both Teagan and Alex (I am sure there was more dessert and cake than dinner foods) and having an afternoon play with Campbell and Finn at Crows Nest. David made me laugh too much and I was coughing way hard, and Sheree bribed me with another Sudoku book - how could I refuse? There was hail amongst all the thunder and lightning at their place - you know, just before my entire family gets into the car to drive home! It didn't really hail much while driving, but at times the rain was so heavy the road was hard to see. And don't even mention my (devil possessed) daughter screaming like a banshee for 40 minutes cause she was horribly tired but kept waking throughout the drive. She went to sleep mighty fast once she was safely tucked into her own bed.

With the school holidays now upon us, I had Caleb, Zali and Amy at home today. They had a pretty good day I must say, especially the part where they slept up to 2.5 hours! This morning we had a trip to the Royal Children's Hospital for some reviews for Caleb's last lot of Botox and chatting regarding his future appointments - which took up the majority of the morning by the time we dropped Daddy off to work and checked the post box and got nearly a full tank of fuel . . . before realising I had left my credit card at home .... arrrrgggghhhhhhhhhhh.

I walked in like an idiot to alert them to my stupidity (great!) and made arrangements to call in my payment details when I got home - thank the stars we were going straight home. Fool doesn't begin to describe how I felt!

Please, did anyone else to anything foolish lately? C'mon, share your pain to help me feel better!

Thinking of You!

I have nothing interesting to say, like a normal entry I suppose, but felt I had to touch base. I have no idea where the time is going, obviously my creativity and output load is very low. No photography, no scrapping, no keeping in touch with my beautiful family and friends (to let them know I always think of them and want to talk, but don't get organised enough) and generally I am keeping out of trouble.

Belated birthday wishes to my sis-in-law Teagan. We are visiting her and the rest of the family this weekend. Looking forward to it. Note to self: remember to ask Nan to make her deliciously good spring rolls.

Crikey it has warmed up quick. We are all dressing short sleeves and pants now, funny seeing 'skin' again - Caleb's little legs and Zali's chubby knees - v. cute.

This morning I took Zali and Amy in to little school to have morning tea with Caleb's class. The kids and teachers walk over to Stones Corner on Mondays and visit the fruit shop and bakery and bring back food to eat. Caleb was more interested in his vegemite sanger and popper, but Zali and Amy loved their half-sausage roll accompanied by mini blocks of cheese. We got some party pies also, mmm. Caleb was very excited to have us there, he was bouncing off the walls.

We are all going back on Thursday for Cultural Day - more food. Hmm, seems like we are always there for food! They provide different foods from different cultures and it is yummy. I can't wait for Koula's mums greek vanilla slice. Koula is one of Caleb's teachers, she is lovely. The vanilla slice is lovely too, it has a special name but it is hard to remember . . . but v. easy to eat!

Have a great week!

High or Low?

Firstly just a little advice. If you happen to enter a toilet facility in a public place, say a shopping centre, and someone next/near you may have produced something relatively nasty in their cubicle, please keep any comments/heavy breathing to yourself. They may be a little unwell and feeling a little sensitive about said 'nasty' and don't need to hear the public's opinion. Right.

After having a visit with a new doctor at my local medical centre, I booked another two appointments with the said doctor. One for Caleb to get some anti-biotic drops for his eyes and one for me. I have been sick for a while and I am struggling, but nothing is regular and reportable (yah, not making much sense, hence why I decided to cancel my appointment). To give them plenty of notice, I asked Mum to call while I was driving.

Now, in my defence, the lady over the back at home introduced herself a while back and her name is Hong. She said 'like Hong Kong'. I remembered the doctors name was similar. I had a feeling his last name was like Low or Lo or something with an 'o' or a 'w' or . . .

When the medical receptionist asked Mum which doctor I had the appointment with, she asked me and I, obviously feeling the pressure (!) said um, Low, Hung, Hung Low or something. So Mum piped up with 'Hung Low'.

As soon as she repeated it, I started laughing uncontrollably. OMG! How embarassment. You can imagine that we have still been laughing at this. When hubby came home from the airport Thursday evening and we gave him the story, I couldn't actually talk from laughing.

On Friday I managed to get another appointment, this time for hubby as he is unwell also, and he kept asking the real name cause all he was thinking is Dr Hung Low. Doh!

By the way, his name is Dr Kwong Chow. He is a lovely man and is very good dealing with the kids. I will remember his name forever, I think I will tattoo it inside my forehead.