Rather than do my normal morning workout this morning I sat glued to the TV watching the news about the Chilean miners. Imagine being trapped more than two thousand feet underground for two months! Watching the celebrations on the morning news. Fought a lump to my throat. It was hard to believe they survived, almost miraculous. They were actually rescued last night but Rachel, my hairdresser was cutting my hair so I missed the news and it was gone ten thirty before I sat down properly, then it was time to go to bed. Continue reading
Thankfully all the sweets in the office have disappeared. This means there is less chance to eat rubbish during the ten hours of the day I’m chained to my headset. Unfortunately the sweets at home seem to be hanging about a little longer, not to mention biscuits, mince pies and assorted other bits of Christmas leftover junk. Considering I bought so much less this year I don’t understand why it seems to be lasting so long. Maybe Commando had another tin stashed away and he’s secretly refilling this one when I’m at the office. Continue reading
Boxing day, the day when, traditionally, we go to visit Commando Senior and Grandma. Grandma was sitting knitting when we arrived and Commando Senior was in his office, a little shed by the side of the house. Eventually everyone was in the same room with cups of coffee and the present opening began. Grandma seemed pleased with the sleep set we got her, lavender bed spray and bath stuff, a silky eye mask and chamomile tea bags. She suffers with insomnia so hopefully it will help. Commando Senior liked his chocolates, although Grandma was a bit miffed because she can’t have any due to her diabetes.
Mini Commando got another of those shoot em up games, methinks someone told them what to get. Then it was time for us to open our present. As soon as I saw it I had a good idea what it was. Guess what, Commando Senior and Grandma bought us a big tin of Quality Street! Grr.