maiden mother crone
Saturday, May 17, 2008
God bless teh internets moment of the week: Last.fm is the best thing ever. Fun with tags and playlists and Similar Artists and the weird and wonderful stuff that pops up on the jazz violin and klezmer stations. And excellent to have on while whittling away at the huge amount of bibliographic research that occupies what I laughingly refer to as my spare time.
This week's minor irritation: went for an xray the other day and it turns out I have the beginnings of osteoarthritis in my hips. Wtf – I'm only *ahem* 41. Still, this would explain the crone-like hobbling if I try to walk further than the local shops. Or at the end of a day's hefting small people about. As long stompy contemplative walks are my de-stress activity of choice, am going to have to think of a plan.
More cheerily, if unbelievably, Maggie will be one on Thursday. Party's next Sunday; catering to her current obsessions, am planning on making her a cake in the shape of a choking hazard. Or possibly a rubbish bin. Or maybe even a toilet.
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