I recently purchased Loss De Plott by Stephan J Myers and the author asked me if I would like a copy of The Colour Red which is a children’s book.
I’ve decided to lose a little weight. I’ve not really got back to normal after having three kids in seven years and seeing as Little Man is now two I think it’s time I did something about it. So today I’ve started a diet, nothing to drastic, just watching what I eat and quitting all the bad stuff. My bathroom scales are broke, I think the Little Man did it, he breaks everything, so I ordered some more online. Well, they arrived today broken! They are mechanical scales and stuck on 9st. I called up the supplier to ask them about a return and replacement. This is the conversation that followed.
I started by telling her they were scales and they were broken. Then she started giggling and said
“sorry, but my computer is asking if you would like a discount”
I said: “no, they are broken and no use”
She said: “I know, daft isn’t it, maybe they think you could still find a use for them”
I said: “well they are actually stuck on 9st, I guess I could pretend and just give up the diet right now”
She said: “ohh send them over to me, I’ll have them, I would call them Dr Feelgood Scales (they are actually called Dr Style)”
so now we are both giggling and decide that you don’t need diets, just scales that lie.
Calming down she continues
“it could take up to 21 days for a refund, the product has to be returned and tested before a refund is issued”
then she starts giggling again
“I’ve just imagined some fat bloke jumping up and down on them trying to make them go higher”
So I may not have working scales yet, but at least phoning up to complain has made me smile.
Yes, it doesn’t happen that often does it, sunny days in February I mean. Just last week we had snow, and today it’s raining and miserable, but yesterday the sun was bright and it was fairly warm, just perfect for a trip to the Nature Centre. It also happened to be Dad’s birthday so it was really nice to have a day out together.
We let the Little Man loose from his buggy and all three had a real good run around. The girls were intent on giving names to all the animals they saw. First up were the goats and the ostriches. The Ocelot was beautiful but also very sleepy so we didn’t get to see much of her. There were some gorgeous little monkeys, some with gold fur and some with beards, so very cute (but I did notice how sharp their little teeth were!) Dad took the girls in to see the bugs and Boo came out traumatised by the tarantula…mmmm, guess why Dad took them in and not me? I do like the snakes and lizards though. We managed to fit in a play in the little playground where the kids burnt off their remaining energy. So much so that Star decided she just couldn’t walk to the bus stop, and Little Man slept all the way home.
We can’t wait to go back in the summer with a picnic!
All to often I am reminded that I’m not getting any younger, just yesterday I had a random thought while on the bus, I will be retiring the year of Little Man’s 21st birthday!
So age bothers me, but only in the sense that I will not be young while my children grow, but that’s what comes with having children in your forties. There was a time when I thought I wouldn’t be having any more children even though it was something I’d dreamt of. Even when my partner came along I thought that maybe it wasn’t going to happen as we tried for years. Then, along came my three little ones and yes, my older body struggled at times but we did it and they are here and I want to be with them as long as possible. I never really gave up on the dream just because of my age.
I am linking this post to Baby Budgeting – Sunday Inspiration
I asked the family what sort of pancake filling would you like?