My dad and my father-in-law are both recovering, slowly but surely (and thankyou to everyone who sent us their positive thoughts).
Sylvain has gone down to spend some time with his parents, to help out a little whilst his dad is getting better.
And since he's over 5 hours away, I've been wondering why the chocolate-covered coffee beans have still been disappearing. There were about 20 of them in the bowl on the table when he left and I know I haven't eaten any.
Tonight I walked into the lounge room to see Symphony on the table, batting the last chocolate-covered coffee bean out of the bowl and onto the floor. In a blink of an eye, she had chased it underneath the chair and was strolling nonchalantly into the kitchen, her tail in the air.
I'm a little scared to look under the chair now.
But if I don't do something about it, the cleaning lady is going to find them tomorrow and wonder what we've been doing.
Although that's probably not the first strange thing she would have found under our lounge room furniture...
Mini-m&ms... pipe-cleaners... confetti... dirty socks...
What happened to your in-law and dad? I think I'm missing something. Well, that's what happens when you're caught in a black-hole that's called diploma exams.
BTW, why do I have to sign-in to leave a comment now? Now I have to use my (pretty much defunct) Vox blog log-in. I can't even sign in using my normal internet ID with blogger. *sobs*
Elemm