Hubby singing lullabies and nursery rhymes to me, along with a quick rendition of Zippity Doo Dah (his favourite) just to help me relax enough to sleep. After twenty years together that really is over and above the call of duty, thankfully it worked and I slept well last night.

It was the fourth night that I was having difficulty sleeping because of a waterworks infection, which may explain the kidney pain I was having. I have been to the docs (went Tuesday) and am on the required antibiotics.

I seem to have been moaning for the last fortnight, even I’m sick of hearing my grumbles. So apologies to you all.

Hubby helped me rip back Holly’s coat so that I can change the pattern slightly to make it more comfortable for her. Well, when I say help me, he came home just at the right moment. I’d just thrown it onto the sofa in disgust as it had turned into a terrible tangled mess whilst I was ripping it back and he rescued it for me and then put it back on its needles. Isn’t he clever, considering he doesn’t knit. (his Mother used to be an avid knitter in his youth, so I think he must have picked up a little knowledge along the way)

Son no.2’s mock exams are finished. What a relief that is, he may actually start talking to us in slightly friendlier tones. Yesterday evening we actually conversed for a full five minutes ( I think we even managed a giggle) without the raised eyebrows and stroppy attitude of a teenager talking to their mother who should obviously be in a home for the ‘mentally deranged’ as she has no clue about his world.

And because I think of son no.2’s personality as something akin to Brain out of Pinky and the Brain.

Pinky: “what are we going to do tonight Brain”

Brain: “Do what we do every night, try to take over the World”

I shall leave you with this… 🙂

Pinky and the Brain