It’s getting Autumn-ish here, with a definite nip in the air. Chas and Sam had to ride to school in the rain yesterday morning, all rainproofed and snuggly, which they found exciting. Long may the excitement last…
I’ve got all kinds of stuff happening at GNM Parents and on the other Pockets I’m going on about breastfeeding.
In old lady news, Margo is feeling cross and bored, but last night she was to go out to the symphony and she cancelled, because you know when you reach that point that you just can’t be bothered? Poor Margo, being ninety-three is not fun. Today I’ll try to go with her to some old friends for tea… just need to get a playdate after school for Max. He is Mr. Popular so that shouldn’t be too difficult!
I’m catching Margo’s mood, and feeling like WHYYY do I have to cook? I’m sick of cooking. Day in, day out, we cook, and eat, and poop. And wash the dishes and clean the toilet. Many times a day. Geeeze! Can we just break the cycle, people?
So yeah, that’s all here.