Sep 2, 2008

Glum

Reduction We're all feeling a bit glum as the dreaded cold worsens its icy grip on Nicole's poor body, confining her to bed with fevers and chills and cramps in addition to a beyond-Bonnie-Tyler sore throat and sinuses you couldn't drain even with medical suction.

So ill is she, in fact, that she has had the past couple of days off college and work, which for her and her Protestant work ethic is saying something.

Meanwhile Eloise and I meander along with our sad excuses for colds and pretty much live life normally, if still a little short-fusedly owing to our depleted resources of emotional tolerance and patience.

I did lose my rag today when I offered Eloise a sausage roll for lunch, and after an enthusiastic welcome to my suggestion bought her one, whereupon immediately upon leaving the shop she announced she didn't want one after all, she wanted a curry pie. That was on top of music where she insisted on using her glockenspiel backwards and her quaver-paper upside down. Though to her credit she seems to be able approximately to use her fa-finger.

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