Brief update
First. I'm not sure what's really going on with all of the fuss around LiveJournal and 'possible' changes, but I've noticed a few LJ BtVS authors have reactivated their GreatestJournal accounts 'just in case'. I'm not sure what 'just in case' really means, and I'm not sure if I'm acting like a loose rock on the mountainside here but, I have taken the time to create my GJaccount. My account is http://www.greatestjournal.com/users/chrissielinnit/323.html
Second. I've hurt my foot. Not sure how, but the heel of my right foot is agony if I put any pressure on it. Wierd, huh? I'm limping around like a big fat limpy thing. No sympathy at all from Spouse or Sprogs.
Third. Spent the afternoon reading from my Top 500 Poems Anthology. People like, Alfred Lord Tennyson, William Wordsworth, Henry Vaughan and Oscar Wilde. Once again, I am awed... wonderfully inspiring, breathtaking descriptives, unforgiving insights.
Fourth. TeenLinnit has a sort of job. Babysitting for one of MiniLinnit's friends parents. They pay her £6.00 an hour, which means she leaves their house with £36 x 2, because she babysits Friday and Saturday evenings. First evening, Jack dropped her off there, intending to go back and collect her when the parents arrived back home. At 09.15 though, she called Jack and was quite insistent that he get over there right away. Wondering wtf was going on Jack dutifully went over to the house. Apparently, the youngest (5yrs) child had come downstairs and vomited all over the stairs and hallway. Teen had cleaned the babe up, checked he didn't have a temperature, and put him back to bed. She refused, however, to clean up the sick... hence the command to Jack. Poor Jack had to get mop & bucket, disinfectant, cloths and roll his sleeves up. He then went back home to wait. When the parents got home, Teen explained the babe had been sick but that she'd sorted him out and put him back to bed and cleaned everything up. The parents were so impressed with the way Teen had 'dealt with it all', they gave her £50 instead of the required £36... Did Jack get any praise/money???? Answers on a postcard please...
Second. I've hurt my foot. Not sure how, but the heel of my right foot is agony if I put any pressure on it. Wierd, huh? I'm limping around like a big fat limpy thing. No sympathy at all from Spouse or Sprogs.
Third. Spent the afternoon reading from my Top 500 Poems Anthology. People like, Alfred Lord Tennyson, William Wordsworth, Henry Vaughan and Oscar Wilde. Once again, I am awed... wonderfully inspiring, breathtaking descriptives, unforgiving insights.
Fourth. TeenLinnit has a sort of job. Babysitting for one of MiniLinnit's friends parents. They pay her £6.00 an hour, which means she leaves their house with £36 x 2, because she babysits Friday and Saturday evenings. First evening, Jack dropped her off there, intending to go back and collect her when the parents arrived back home. At 09.15 though, she called Jack and was quite insistent that he get over there right away. Wondering wtf was going on Jack dutifully went over to the house. Apparently, the youngest (5yrs) child had come downstairs and vomited all over the stairs and hallway. Teen had cleaned the babe up, checked he didn't have a temperature, and put him back to bed. She refused, however, to clean up the sick... hence the command to Jack. Poor Jack had to get mop & bucket, disinfectant, cloths and roll his sleeves up. He then went back home to wait. When the parents got home, Teen explained the babe had been sick but that she'd sorted him out and put him back to bed and cleaned everything up. The parents were so impressed with the way Teen had 'dealt with it all', they gave her £50 instead of the required £36... Did Jack get any praise/money???? Answers on a postcard please...