Ordinary (Kinda) Days (7)

Yo!  Managing at last to get back at the keys!  My morning started off really well.   Put a bit of a new lighter, circular, brand bread in the toaster and listened out for the pop.  When returning to the kitchen it was nowhere to be seen!  Praying that we don't have a poltergoost (yes, I know the spelling is wrong but it's Eddie & Ritchie grammar we revert to in our pad once visitors have flown) I found it in the wash bowl with the soapy dishes.  That must have been some jump!  Back to the less energetic loaf  then!

Later on, I read on Facebook that my younger son was ' considering a tattoo '  round his neck.   If so, that should be quite a helpful guide when it comes to throttling him.   I'm hoping it's simply been a case of  Facebook 'Frape' (where someone edits your information ect, if you forget to log out!)

 Next, I accidentally knocked a kid off his bike while crossing the park as I had my iPod on at mugging level.   Didn't cry long,  and there was no irate parent around, so I got off with that one not too badly.   I thought twice about offering him hush money.  And didn't.

Oh, and my youngest moved the love of his life into the spare room this afternoon.  What a win for Anadin.........





 Finally, the doctor gave me the exciting news that I've to have a bowel op in November to straighten out a kink that's been giving me gyp, but apart from that, suicidal bread and bad grammar,  it's been just an ordinary affair today has!

oh..... I start my art classes next week.   I'm sure they'd be happy for me to bring in a empty  bottle of red wine for my still life intro item.........
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