Well, it’s twenty-ten now. Farewell old decade, don’t let the door hit you in the arse on the way out.
Changes are afoot for me – my job is changing, and things are happening health-wise.
As hubby said – here’s to a new decade without any nasty operations in it!
Cheers everyone!
Hubby wants to know if there is a medical term for the “I must watch this film that is on tv now, even though it will mean I stay up very late and I have the dvd at the other end of this very room, which I have ignored for years previous to this evening” behaviour which we seem to be exhibiting. Enquiring minds need to know.
You know you’ve been home too long when you reach saturation point of daytime tv house programmes. In a bid to escape I’ve been Sky + ing random movies. Today’s classic was The Nutty Professor with Jerry Lewis. Forgotten how much I like him. I’ve got The Man Who Fell to Earth queued next, and I watched Starman too. (Is that a pattern? Hey I could watch Visit to a Small Planet if I could find it!)
I also watched Martha Stuart and Michael Landon ‘true life’ films, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh – someone help me!
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