Monday, 20 July 2015
A new sort of training
That thing when I jog but I stop every few seconds to walk? That's interval training, baby. Also, when it looks like I'm grasping for air and I can't seem to breathe properly? Interval breathing! Amateurs don't know about it. It's a new thing. But, also ancient. I read about it on-line.
Friday, 17 July 2015
Getting creative with the truth
Moki's getting quite creative with her lies. She couldn't give me Bibbo's dummy "because my hair is wet and my leg is tired". I didn't think to tell her to hop on the leg which isn't tired, that could have worked.
Monday, 6 July 2015
Enjoying the summer storm. Almost.
I really wish I wasn't awake at this time at night. Since I am, between feeding a crying baby and calming down a screaming toddler ("Water! I can't sleeeeeep! "), it would be nice to be at least able to have the windows wide open to enjoy the summer storm. But that means also having to deal with a terrified dog climbing up and down the bed and panting in my ear. Our bed is a safe zone for everyone and we'll all suffocate together.
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