Today has been one of life's good days. The girls got off to school without too much aggravation, I only had one visit to do and managed to get some organising done in my office, including re-arranging the whole place. But the best bit came in the post, a tax rebate twice as big as I had been expecting! (Just hope the accountant doesn't double his fee at the same time, we await that bit!). It carried on well. Harri came home from school having had her first MeNZB vaccine and did not make a huge fuss (unlike the last time she had an immunisation at school) and her piano lesson was cancelled so I didn't have to do that after school dash. In fact this evening it all feels quite relaxed here at Cedar Lodge. Well it hasn't ALL been good. My visit this morning was a bit hassle-y and Harriette came home from school with a disgusting weepy big toe. She had a whitlow had that got infected and my ministerings had not helped. Antibiotics were called for and despite my pleading with the receptionist she insisted I had to take her in. I was really hoping to speak to Andy and get him to prescribe over the phone which Eric could collect on the way home, but he wasn't in. Saw another doctor who told Harri she needed a 'wedge resection' of both sides of her toenail next week and then went on to graphically describe the procedure, and how they had to remove the growth plates way below the nail!!! I swear she would have fainted had she not been sitting down. Anyway she came out with a script for antibiotics and a return planned for next week. Needless to say Eric fell around in hysterics when she descibed the consultation to him and asked if he could watch! I have just realised that Harriette is on music camp next week so may postpone her appointment.
We have just had a VERY relaxing long weekend. I was planning to be off on Tuesday, a university and school holiday (remember I work, indirectly for Auckland Uni.), but was asked to take a new member of staff up to Auckland so she could collect her car so didn't. I took Harriette for the drive. I had hoped to be back in time for us all to go for a walk but it was late and as I drove back I suddenly remembered that it was Tuesday and therefore Alice had a horse riding lesson. I phoned Eric to remind him and as I drove along SHW1 and Taotaoroa Rd and did not pass them (therefore assumed that they had already turned off to Karapiro)I was impressed that she was actually going to be delivered to a lesson on time for a change. I was therefore not impressed to pass him about 2 minutes drive from our house. She was going to be very late - again!
Have just had a break for supper (smoked salmon and sundried tomatoes with fettucine) and had Alice in tears. She has just returned from Guides full of The Gang Show, a variety show that guides and scouts put on in a theatre in Hamilton in October. She was very keen to participate and was obviously hopeful that we would say Yes. I then read the blurb and it involves: 2 weekend camps, one on Harri's birthday, that we can cope with, Sunday rehearsals for 4 months, err, OK, 8 performances in 7 days in Hamilton, 7 of which are in the evening, now going off the idea. I then see that the weekly rehearsals are 6 hours long and in Hamilton. Err.. NO. Hamilton is a 40 minute drive away and I am not sure what we would do every Sunday for 6 hours for 4 months. Poor Alice was so disappointed but understood why we said no. Maybe when she is older but not at 11 years of age (as she will be in October).
Eric kept telling me at lunch time, refering to the tax rebate, 'Now I know you, don't go spending it all in your head' What's wrong with spending it in my head!!?? I've spent lotto wins that way hundreds of times and we don't do lotto! He then had the cheek to mention, when he got home this evening, that he'd; priced a new fishing reel (his broke after he had wound on about 400m of line on to it on Sunday), spoken to the person at Matamata Machinery about a tractor and had taken his shotgun in to discuss alterations required to accomodate the new shot they have to use here in NZ for duck shooting (they can't use lead now - I think). The latter point he was planning to do before the post arrived I have to admit.
(All back to normal, Harriette is yelling protestations at having to wash up after supper!!!). Night night.
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