This is the first question I was asked when I came around after a migraine/painkiller fuelled sleep yesterday. The funny thing is; the same thing had crossed my mind earlier in the day when I realised that this headache was going to be a bad one. Long story short. Oscar was thirsty, the water was there so he drank it. He said he didn't feel any holier though.
There is this very nice, very old lady who goes around our estate once/twice a year and once/twice a year she asks if I want the parish newsletter and a bottle of holy water. I don't really but she's very old and very nice so every year (twice sometimes) we end up with a bottle of the good stuff on the hall table until someone either drinks it, waters a plant with it or dumps it. Wonder would it have made my headache go away?
Going to doc tonight as yesterday's headache blew me out of the water. Have never had a headache come on so quickly and know me sidesways the way that one did. My lovely friend Sinead put me to bed and organised all the kids to be collected and I would've been lost without her. So ta very much pet. Made her peanutbutter biscuits today to say thanks. She likes peanut butter. Actually, it would appear everyone likes peanut butter except me.
What else? Nowt. Stilll haven't found the perfect pink and white doc. marten sandals but have a lovely new pair of shoes to keep me going in the meantime.
Oh, and I've changed 7, yep, SEVEN pooh-y nappies since 8.14 this morning. Good god, this child must be several pounds lighter by the time he goes home each day.
The kids are arguing over crusts on their sambos. I'm trying to ignore them. What's with kids and crusts? I love the crusts. Especially the round end of the sambo. Cuh, crusts are wasted on kids.
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