As we drove to lunch yesterday, Husband started talking about the latest book he's been reading, The Goldilocks Enigma. Apparently it's about how the universe is infinitely bigger than previously imagined, that there might be lots of other universes and how electrons work and stuff. I said "uh-huh" a lot - in what I hoped was a learned manner - but... Continue Reading →
The charm offensive
OK, the novelty of watching DVDs with sick Sprog 1 has worn off. The days are passing in a haze of Doctor Who re-runs and unmade beds. (Who am I kiddding? The beds are always unmade, unless visitors are coming.) Anyway, there's a lot of mess, and I have even less time to clean it up... Continue Reading →