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Driving with SB to her Bikeability session today. She was telling me how she had fixed Nana’s TV.
She said it had crashed, it wouldn’t change and the picture was all funny. She said she turned it on and off , as that is wha you usually do. 
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You are a Violin. You are quiet and soft sounding, but you can be loud and draw attention to yourself when you want to. You don’t know it, but you can get people to feel practically any emotion. You also have a playfull side that people want to see. So you should go out into the world more and express yourself! You never know, someone might truly like that.
http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/8314353/what-instrument-are-you
you know, I can’t get this one to get to the blog properly?
freom the little nut tree blog – thanks!
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You Should Have a Blue Christmas Tree |
 For you, the holidays represent a time of calm, understanding, and peace. You avoid family fights, and you don’t get too stressed out – even when things are crazy! You like to make Christmas about making everyone’s life a little bit better. Your blue tree would look great with: Lots of silver tinsel You should spend Christmas Eve watching: It’s a Wonderful Life What you should bake for Santa: Chocolate chip cookies |
In the car to Stringbean’s swimming lesson.
BB was saying how she was going to keep some of her flapjack (her swiming lesson treat from the cafe) to give to SB, and saying how last time she forgot and ate it all. As she explained it:
The battery in my head ran out and then my brain forgot it
SB went off for her 2nd day of her Musical Theatre week. She was a bit weepy about it again, esp. with Helen in the morning, but then got herself organised, did her own packed lunch and went and found her old jazz shoes from when she did Stagecoach to take with her. I said I would wait at th place for a bit before I left her. Excuse to sit on a sofa and read a book for 1/2 an hour anyway
So seemed much happier today with it. not really much sitting about time it sounds like, so that maybe suited her more. Sounds like they were moslty doing singing and doing sticking – presumably for scenery or something. Said she didn’t get to talk to people much, but that was becuase there wasn’t much time except lunch, though she said she did try to say hello to some of them.. I’m wondering if the whole worrying thing was more to do with her being left than anything else? Since hurting her foot she still doesn’t like being left around the house for long without knowing where you are.
So I think we have got over that one. There was a sweet stall with sweets in jars which every since buying some at FoH she has liked the idea of. So we bought some sweets there afterwards (oh, and popped into Adams to get her more knickers and ended up with more leggings as well.. ). i’d said she could ahve her choice of dinner tonight, and she’d said chips, Ginger beer (fizzy drinks being a very, very occasional treat in our house for her) and Ice Cream. Though she spotted a Watermelon so wanted that instead
Other than that, my parents have been around again – helping sort out pre-family party on Saturday. (Helen’s parents coming later today – coming early so they can help out prepare – do you think they are trying to tell us something 
) So they have been doing useful things about the place, while entertaining BB as well. When I came back she was hiding in a box on the lawn being a Bunny Rabit in it’s burrow
I’ve got dining table covered with sorted out crap to rehome, and the hallway has managed to fill up with stuff again – when Kirsty came down a couple of weeks ago I’d just given it a good sort out 
Had me morning tea, time to do a few things
oh dear basically!!! a spork!!!
| You Are a Spork |
 You are creative. You see the world in bold colors. You are a dabbler. You love to experiment. |
| You are | Hotohori | |||||||
| Ah, Hotohori: the love object of… just about everyone. Is it his manly beauty? His sense of honor? The tragic drama of his short and unfulfilling life? Or maybe it’s something more subtle–the way he mocks his own flaws by overexaggerating them, or the unselfish responsibility that affects each of his decisions, or how he quietly backs down when he knows that he’s lost. | |||||||||||||
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