Mark's nursery did a 'Faraway Fun Day to Scotland' today, and I had rostered (?) myself to help out, so I spent the morning awash in kilts, porridge and golf, and finished it tossing a caber. All good clean fun.
Mike freaked me out by walking into nursery at 11.45am when he should have been at work. Every time he does that I think he's been sacked and sent home. In fact he'd finally finished a meeting at Stones Cafe in North Yarmouth, and had stopped in on the way to the office for no particular reason. So I got him to take Ellie to school.
Mark and I went Target to buy things ready for me going out to work full-time and them going off to nursery/Nadja. Then we went to LL Bean to get him some shoes, and of course we had to look at the fish, and the stuffed animals, and the tents, and the giant boot, and... honestly I can't work out how we ever actually get any shopping done in that place.
We popped round to say hello and thank you to the Wallaces, then I started feeling sick, and have only just got back out of bed. No idea what happened there.
Am reading Madame Bovary and very much enjoying it.
Just to be boring I'd like to say a little something about snow. I've had enough of it. I hate it. I want it to go away. We have heavy claggy snow everywhere - 8 foot high snowbanks on the sides of the roads so you can't see round corners, on the trampoline making it sag right down, everywhere. Some of it is going to melt tomorrow, then it's going to snow again at the weekend. I've had enough now. I want to wear flip flops again, and leave the house without hats and gloves and snowpants and down jackets. I want my car to stay clean for more than five minutes after I wash it. I want to be able to drive down route 9 without unexpectedly losing the right hand lane to snowbanks. I want to be able to go for walks or to the playground without wearing snowshoes.
Next year we're just going to have to take up skiing. It's the only way to survive.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment