The Two Day Bloat
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Sep 16, 2011
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Southport, Queensland, Australia
Friday, May 4, 2012
And when I get up Woody joins me for breakfast. I believe it is his 3rd breakfast.
Mums gets ready, Noah works and Woody and I play some games. We play matching with his pirate cards and then we do his 'homework' from his literacy class. He is pretty good and seems to know he is doing well and smiles a proud smile which makes me proud. Good parenting moment.
Next I get ready and we all head out. The fellas to the park. The mothership to the movies. And me, the dentist.
Now officially I am having done what is called a ‘scale and clean’. But it feels like hot needles are being stuck into my gums. My body is rigid and when that crazy whirring sounds starts up and the dentist starts scraping my teeth – I instantly break into a sweat. It is not fun. The student dental hygienist is terrific and it is all very straight forward and without fuss. Surprise, he finds a cavity – so that is not such a lot of fun. But I make I make it through it, and I am a little embarrassed when get up and the back of my t-shirt is damp with my fear sweating.
The fellas come and get me and we go home and eat lunch, read books, and try and get Woody to have a sleep. He does not sleep. So Woody and I head out on a Grandma hunt.
We find Grandma and look for the Dinosaur book and find it but do not buy it because it is extortionate. We buy some pirate themed plates and cups and a pirate princess outfit for Shea for ‘Ham Night’. We then head to a cheapy shop and buy a stack of pirate themed things for the night. Elwood is very excited, more about this than his birthday. I turn my back for a second and Woody is off chatting to a stranger. I can hear him telling them, very seriously, ‘we are having a very special night at home, and it is called ‘ham night’ would you like to come?’ Quite understandably, the man looks very confused. I explain to the man that it is from the movie ‘Pirates, band of Misfits’ where ‘ham night’ is the best thing about being a pirate – so we are having a pirate themed night celebrating ham. He looks at me like I am a stark, raving lunatic and says ‘fair enough’, raises his eyebrows, and walks off.
I grab some bits at the shop, Woody has some dinner at ‘Old McDonalds Farm’ and Mum and I sip coffee made with off milk before returning it.
At home, Noah works , I kind of try and help him, and Mum whips Woody up into a frenzy before trying to calm him down to go to sleep. He somehow persuades Mum to read him a trillion pirate books.
I then make a massive tray of nachos which we devour on the sofa. Happy Friday. We have being doing the 30 day shred religiously but now we are embarking on the 2-day-bloat with vigour. There has been much sneak eating of chocolate biscuits over the last couple of days. No one sees anyone eating biscuits, but they are all disappearing.
Noah keeps working, I blog and wonder why I did not buy any jelly beans at the shops, and I try and send Noah mind bullets to top up my wine.
I feel like today is the day I have to get a grip on things. I have to work out a great big master plan of our lives, where we are heading and how we are going to get there, and then get some things in the diary. Now, where’s my wine?
Good night good folk. x
