Demob happy teacher

Horoscopes

I read my horoscope when I remember, which is now and again. If I like the sound of it, I believe it; if I don't, I consider it to be absolute runbbish. Keith, in common, I suspect, with many men, thinks it's all rubbish anyway and isn't in the slightest bit interested but I just had to read his aloud to him for today....

This is bound to be a wonderful day, Keith, and it almost doesn't matter how you spend it. At work, colleagues are chatty and friendly and work progresses smoothly. At home, children are especially polite and the talk around the dinner table is warm and fun. Why not cap off the day sitting by a cozy fire, wrapped in an afghan and reading a favorite book aloud to your partner.

So, how accurate was it?
Well, to start with, he had a fraught day building a computer that took most of the day, finding components that were faulty or had been badly packed and searching for things he had put down which had then been tidied up or thrown away (NOT by me, I hasten to add!) so work definitely did not progress smoothly. Colleagues i.e. the rest of us, tended not to be chatty - we just steered clear of the storm! No children at home to be polite or otherwise, talk at the dinner table was quiet as I had a headache. Cozy fire not needed as it has been warm and overcast all day. Afghan? Keith is adamant he doesn't know any and would they let themselves be wrapped round him if he did? What about reading then? No joy there either - it's not one of his favourite pastimes - he prefers to torture me by watching Scrapheap Challenge, Salvage Squad and other rubbish (I mean programmes) of that ilk! Oh well, maybe the crystal ball needed cleaning today. Better luck tomorrow!

Interesting eyes

I had a hospital appointment today. About 10 years ago, my optician decided I might have glaucoma so sent me to a specialist for further investigation. It was decided that I actually had an unusually shaped optice nerve and, otherwise all was well.
This summer, my new optician decided to send me to the specialist again, just be on the safe side as glaucoma is in the family.
Fortunately, I got the all clear once again, but the specialist did remark that I had 'very interesting optic discs.' Not something I often get told but as a chat-up line, I think it would leave a lot to be desired! :)

Got it!!!

The strange sounds to be heard in the environs of Wrexham today were howls of rage or screams of delight, depending on what time of the afternoon or evening it was! 6 hours it's taken me to change this template, SIX HOURS!!!! AND it's not right yet, but I've had enough - the sleep of the exhausted beckons. It's legible, my counter (most important) is on and that's it for today!
Had you been a fly on our wall this afternoon, you would have been entertained by the sight of Keith growling at his computer as he made valiant efforts to get to grips with C+ (apparently a language for writing programmes - I knew that! not!) and me swearing at mine as I wrestled with the mysteries of blogger templates. You see, we REALLY know how to live it up at the weekend! :)

Boldly going....?

I keep looking at other blogskins and wondering whether to take the plunge. I must have a low boredom threshold or else I just enjoy a challenge, but I have had my green blog for a while now and I would like a change. However, being a definite novice in the world of html and css and not having either the time or the patience for anything requiring too steep a learning curve, I thought I would venture to make a small change to my photoblog. Having read the Blogger help page for changing the look of templates, I have actually changed the background colour on Photos at Jennytc! A small step for mankind but a giant one for yours truly! Now I'm seriously tempted to change the appearance of this blog but I'm also a bit worried about messing it up completely. So, folks, if I'm not here tomorrow, you'll know that:
a) I gave in to temptation (nothing new there then!)
b) I made a mess of it
and in that case I shall be sitting here tearing my hair out and listening to Keith saying, "I told you to leave it as it was!"

Birds and procrastination

I have just taken Lucy out for her walk around the lake. All summer I have wanted and tried to get a photo of one of the herons which I often catch a glimpse of down there. Today, not having my camera with me of course, what did I come across but a heron sitting quietly beside the lake, minding its own business. So laid back was it that it didn't bother to fly off even at the sight of Lucy, who was being very well behaved as it happened. Ain't that just typical!!
Before taking Lucy out, I had been up since 5a.m. in a determined attempt to get my homework finished for tomorrow's Counselling class. I need to catch up with what I missed while on holiday. Needless to say, I got a bit sidetracked checking on emails and blogs so I didn't get it finished - hence the procrastination. Must try harder! :)

Still waiting for summer!

This morning we had sunshine - first time since we got back from France. Swimming in the Mediterranean seems very far away now! Every morning this week it has rained and Lucy and I have been for our walk under dripping trees and grey, misty clouds. The garden, never a candidate for Homes and Gardens magazine anyway, seems to have given up the struggle for this year and is bedding down for the winter already.
Admittedly, it's nearly the end of September but, hey! some of us are still waiting for summer!
AND to make matters worse, not content with their 'Back to School' campaign before the summer term is over, shops all over the country are now laden with Christmas-related goods! Whatever happened to taking life as it comes?