The Man’s fish are all dead. Went out this morning and they are all floating. This happened, around this time last year too, the neighbour’s fish were all dead too. We do not know why.
The Man is sad.
He takes really good care of his fish.
The chicken meanwhile, is alive and kicking and starting to grow that weird red thing on his head.
We need a plan. Good news is Jim has stopped eating chicken meat.
I made chicken curry last night. When I gave it to Jim he asked what meat it was.
I said ‘chicken’, he looked at me like, ‘ are you frickin kidding me, it could be his brother?’.
Pork is still fair game, will have to get more livestock if I want to convert kids to veggie-ism.
Dawn had not even cracked when I got up this morning to prepare a nutricious packed lunch for Doris.
5a.m. Saturday morning, am worried now I may not stay awake for all of American Idol tonight.
Doris went to school at 7.45 yesterday morning, she came home at 7.15 pm. Too tired to go to Tae Kwon Dou. She had dinner, didn’t give a toss about the chicken, had a bath, was asleep in bed by 8.30. That’s 1 hour and 15 minutes I saw my 12 year old, in which time, she ate, bathed and phoned a friend. This is not good. How on earth do other kids fit cram school into this schedule too. I guess that’s why they call it ‘cram’ school. This was not Friday’s schedule, this is 5 days a week, with tournaments at least one weekend day.
I miss her, she is great company.
Right now Ditoh will be wrapping her ham sarnies in clingfilm and preparing for the 8+ hour drive ahead.
Must make effort to run hoover through bedrooms in her honour.