Times getting away

I can't believe the last time I blogged was in January!

I guess the only reason I'm blogging today is because I am off work and going to take Dazza to the doctor's. Poor Dazza fell over on Friday and as the stoic male, didn't want to go to the doctor's but with the constant complaining and carry on I'm making him go today. It's swollen like a football and must be painful, especially when the drugs wear off. He stated that he heard it 'pop' on the day and can feel crunching as he tries to walk on it. Me thinks this is not quite right. I'm thinks x-ray or ultrasound is going to be needed.

Its funny but Dazza gave me a back handed compliment last night. His sister was over and was talking about getting a treadmill or one of those vibrating things. One of her friends has one and told her how she had lost like 3 kilos in a matter of days. I find this hard to believe but we are talking about someone who is well and truly about 130 kilos.

To the backhanded compliment, Dazza says 'you should ask Sue cause she knows lots about exercise, it just hasn't reached her butt!', hmm hello, Sue in the room (or is that an elephant in the room?)

So I guess that answers your questions, no I haven't been doing much. We have however pulled up the floor boards in the entry, dining room, kitchen and removed the old tiles from laundry, toilet, bathroom and en suite and started laying the new tiles. Now that's a bit of work that's for sure.

Well best be on the run, have to call the doctors and Dazza on the road to recovery.