Tuesday 29 May 2012: Leaf alone...
823/365: ... I need a sign that says that. Well, 'leave me alone' if we're being strictly honest.
It's SO irritating not being able to talk. Take this morning. I didn't feel well enough to go to work and the kids were messing about (as usual). Could I say 'get your shoes on' or 'do your teeth'?... no. Nada. Nicht. Nowt. Not even a hoarse whisper.
I'd like to do a Bob Dylan to make the laryngitis easier to cope with... just need to make up the cards and I'm good to go.
So, today was an 'at home' day. I am a coughing wheezing, absent-voiced mess. Really hoping I feel better tomorrow as I've loads of stuff to do at work. Gah to it all!
Since I have nothing to write about either, I really should stop here. But, I'm reminded of the naff middle class foodie nonsense my kids have spouted after the 'why haven't we got any asparagus in the risotto?' comment from Maddy during last night's dinner.
1. 'Why haven't we got any asparagus in the risotto?'
2. 'Fried sage leaves are delicious!'
3. 'I only like the sun-dried tomato pesto, mummy!'
4. 'How can we have run out of soy sauce?'
5. 'But she's got more paneer than me!!!'
6. 'It's not homemade bread though...'
What have I done to my kids?!?!?
Ermmm... that's your lot, I think. Am sure you don't want to know that my biggest achievement today was hanging out the washing. Or that daytime telly is so bad to force you into going back to work as a means of escaping the torture.
PS I would like to feel better...
PPS If someone could just sort that out for me, that'd be lovely...