Showing posts with label humour.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label humour.. Show all posts

Saturday, 7 April 2012

Dear Body

Hi, how is going?

I know I've abused you somewhat over the course of the last thirty or so years but I need you to do something for me...stop failing me.

I have inflamed tendons in my left foot, inflamed tendons in my left hand and an ear infection in my right ear. One of those alone would have been sufficient. Oh and cold sores up and around my nose too, so I repeat one of those ailments would have been enough thanks.

I'm not going to make you any empty promises such as 'if you fix these ailments and let me get back to fighting fit I'll take better care of you' because we both know I lack the attention span to keep good on any such promise. What I will say though is that will endeavour to take it a bit easier, eat less, exercise more (gently) and rest more when it is clearly evident that that is what is required.

Yours faithfully if a little miserable

Tasha

Ps one last thing...any chance you could let those painkillers kick in any time soon?

Wednesday, 1 December 2010

Wednesday Wonderings

I've really only been thinking about one thing of late...what snow storm?!?!?

The little bit we had yesterday can not be taken or named as a serious snow fall, a light dusting, as in the kind you find on the top of cakes as decoration, at best. But that is being generous.

So I am wondering when we are going to get the snow everyone else is complaining about, panicking about, enjoying, negotiating etc. I want to know when I'm going to get my Winter Wonderland.

I'm feeling a little left out.