Not such a bad week after all

Thursday 21st

Turned out that someone has scraped the paintwork a little on the car, but that the faulty brakelight is due to the bulb going, rather than taking a knock, so things aren't as bad as they first seemed.

Which all meant I did get to see the lovely Caroline after all, who is looking fit and well, and seems over the recent trauma of her miscarriage. Ben is a picture of health and happiness. I'm sure he spent the whole day giggling.

Dp's birthday was not too bad, and he managed to enjoy it a little, even though the vestibulitis is back. This is the second year in a row he's been ill on his birthday, and I've been ill for my last two birthdays too, so next year I am resolved we are going to do something very spesh to make up for it.

His root canal surgery went fine. Despite the pain and discomfort he's not moaned once today and been very upbeat in general. Lovely man. I am so lucky.

Bam-jeans still a bit snotty, and yelpy, and totally off food, though porridge and toast are still in favour. Hope she sleeps tonight - the last week she's been waking up quite a lot at night.

So, not such a bad week. But a bit of a nothing of a week really. Roll on the next one.