midwife's muse

Omission

Reading my blog I realised that I hadn't let you all know how thick I am. That Fisher-Price arch. Bought new batteries, still didn't work. Decided Hubby could explore it's inner workings and see if he could sort it. Took it to pieces, all the contacts seemed fine, printed circuit board looked OK, but who can tell, fiddled about, still no life in it. Decided it was knackered so reassembled it, with batteries still in. As is my temperament when something stops working, I hit it, it does work sometimes, and it did this time,the arch sprang into life, playing music and flashing lights. Experimented a bit more, and found that it's supposed to work that way, baby kicking it starts it off. How blonde am I? Well, actually I'm not, I'm a red-head, this month, but that might change! Talking Fisher-Price, The Kick and Play Bouncer, it's the most wonderful chair, vibrates, plays music, has flashing lights, and best of all, it has the power to make Jack stop crying when nothing else will, I bought ours off E-Bay for £15, a wonderful investment.

Yesterday was thrilling. Went over to Nevada Bobs and Hubby got his new spikes, also spent ages looking at new clubs, but I had the credit card clutched firmly in my fist. Then, driving home we passed an American Golf Discount shop, joy of joys, another half hour spent looking at racks of clubs and admiring a computerised golf driving range. I felt I had done my wifely bit, so had no hesitation in requesting a visit to a garden centre, where I wandered happily and bought plants for my pots and baskets. Thats how I spent the rest of the day, 'doing' my baskets. Bliss.

Have you noticed? No grumbles about work. Thats because I'm having a week off. The whinging won't start again until Friday.

1.6.04 11:53