First point of order - Kelly's pink hair. Good lord. Is this a reaction to turning 30 shortly? Am I allowed to mention Tracey from Big Brother?
I'm kidding Kelly! Keep it!
I'm presently in the middle of watching "The Notebook" on my MP4 at lunchtimes. I've invested 45 minutes of my time into watching it now so will continue to the end, but I'm not impressed(despite the positive reviews it received upon release). To call it wet would be an insult to a pond.
Things are shaping up for a busy weekend this week. I think I may be in the office on Saturday morning, followed with a trip to Pittodrie in the afternoon, and concluded by a night out "on the lagers". Sunday may be a little more lax however, as we'll be sleeping off our hangovers in the morning (sans Luca who will be agitating his grandparents in Banchory), followed by lunch at a hotel (the freebie I'd previously mentioned) and brought to an end watching the cup final on TV. Just bliss. Sounds too good, something will go wrong with this plan...
Speaking of the meal, I'm going to haul myself to the doctors prior to our holiday this year, in order to set up a consultation with a nutritionist. I still can't figure out why I struggle to put weight on, and am starting to suspect my high fat diet is - perversely - a cause of this. Perhaps my metabolism has adapted itself to cope with the regular intake of chocolate, pies, muffins, etc and I need to change to a healthier diet. IE, vegetables, pulses, lean meats, etc. Just a thought, but I'll let you know the results when I do. At this rate Luca will be wider than me before he's five years old.
And that gently leads us into an update on the wee man. He's been in the wars again. He had a fall yesterday morning, and caught his ear on the radiator. Apparently there was blood everywhere, and Carole got it on her top and face when she tried to console him too. Obviously the offer of a chocolate button immediately eased his pain, and he looked absolutely fine by the time I got home.
His face is also getting very dry (after the surgery), more so than usual. It looks like we'll, for caution purposes, have to ensure we find a factor 200 suncream before boarding him to Tenerife.
"Kisses" is his big thing just now, and most particularly at bedtime. Once you've lain him in his cot and edge toward the door he'll bounce up and shout "kisses", and (if you venture near) will soak you with one of the wettest kisses since "The Little Mermaid". This game can go on for some considerable time, and I counted 14 kisses in succession last night. It was like bathing in a gooey bean and chocolate smelling swimming pool.
I was going to post pictures of Carole and I in our "sumo suits" today, but unfortunately her email with the images hasn't made it through. A shame, as it would have been the first time you'd seen me with any weight since around 1992.
**Useless fact of the day - In 1992 there was a recession similar to today! GDP declined by 1 %. Combined effect of the recession raised unemployment to 2.87m - more than 50% of them out of work for more than 6 months, and a third for more than a year. Businesses collapsed at a rate of about 1,200 per week**
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