Bad blogger

I'm not doing very well with the blogging this week. It seems to have been shifted from the forefront of my mind.

And in fact, today I'm lying in bed feeling a bit sorry for myself. It could be a hangover from the kindy disco last night, although all that was consumed was a hamburger and cake.

Erghh. Just writing 'hamburger' has made me feel slightly worse, so perhaps that is the culprit.

Or the fact that Glen took a day off work so we could enjoy the sun. This usually leads to Murphy's Law stepping in and giving him a legit sick day reason right after he has used annual leave.