Blogitis - inflammation of the blog.
When you have Blogitis, you are unable to control the amount of times, you blog. Just like my immune system, the blog won't turn off and continues to irritate my mind until it is all set down in black and white. So sorry folks, until I can get the right medication, I shall be overblogging.
Not that I have much to say, which is a bit of an oxymoron really... still got a dicky throat, aching back, painful knees and swollen knuckles. Am due to have my monthly blood test in the morning, so I shall try and see doc too, or if not because Mondays are usually frenetic in the docs, I shall contact the RA nursey.
So it's my excuse for doing b****r all. Number one son and heir is hoping to shear some more sheep today, this ruddy weather has meant whenever he has been home to be able to do it, it has rained. You can't shear sheep in the rain. Now he's cleared out a shed and has got some indoors. So he will shear the ladysheep, and drench the lambs (worm treatment) and spray them for strike. Strike is what a sheepie gets when it gets warm and the flies start to get on the mucky bits of the sheep (around their botties an under their bellies) and lay eggs, which turn to maggots, which then feed off the sheep - err sorry for all those weak tummied. When they still have their fleece on you can't see that happening,so as soon as the weather warms up, they get sheared. So they really should have been done sooner, but circumstances have dictated otherwise.
So poor old RH is doing all the eggies himself, and helping bag up the fleeces,etc etc. So he says (tongue in cheek) "if you feel like it Ju, this afternoon, you can weigh up some eggs...." sooo... He did follow that up with ... "No didn't mean to put any pressure on you.. if you don't want to.... err " followed by a limp smile... Well it is father's day and he wants pampering really, but well he chose to be a flippin' farmer.
My tranquility and calmness continues to amaze me - long may it reign. So I am off to do my mid morning re-bounding, before treating myself to a nice perky coffee (just the odd one or two a week) NO biccies (fingers crossed) before a little snooze before lunch... Now if it wasn't for RA I would be out at work....
So take care peeps. See you laters
Juliexx
P.S. It is my daughter's 23rd birthday today, and she went with some friends to spend the evening in Torquay with another friend. ~Has just informed me on receiving my happybirthday text that she has not had a very good night... so I am getting myself rested sounds like she needs some comforting on her return later. Bless....