So, well, the main obvious thing is - no internet for ten days. No phone either. Thankyou Virgin. ;) Yees, it was an interesting week! The internet break turned out not to be as terrible as I was expecting, and the interesting power cuts (Thankyou Eon digging up my street!) just added to the fun. The thing about that is, the fire alarm is wired into the mains. So it makes a little distress beep every few seconds to tell me that it's disconnected. At not-quite-regular intervals. I went out and told the workmen off the first time it all cut out, but otherwise just went quietly crazy. At least it wasn't on the bitterly cold days.
Oh yes, first frosts this week! Think it killed my sweetcorn. *sigh*
Morgan ran back to look at something as we were trying to leave and we ended up with the entire security team out searching for her and me posted on the main doors "just in case". After nearly half an hour she was found in a world of her own, she had walked all the way back up to a rocket display she had liked. She told me later, "I wanted the rockets, but then I couldn't find the stairs again!" The only time I have ever EVER felt that scared was sitting holding Rowan's hand while she was unconcious fighting that first infection. I really thought I had lost her. I'm crying writing this and I don't know entirely which baby I'm crying for.
Ah, cake balls. Cake balls are important. And dangerous. This was my first attempt. They lasted less than an hour. That is my warning to you. Cake balls are dangerous. Nuff said. ;)
Here is a tired me. Always tired. But generally happy at the moment. :)