Knackered!

So, firstly, thanks for all the well wishes for the patient. He is fine. Long story, but he had to have his 4th surgery on one of his knees. Very nice surgeon who also works on the NY footballers (you know, the ones that don't actually kick the ball), but was sadly lacking in good gossip material. Shame.

Today was one of those days that was just filled with driving here, there and everywhere. In a shameless paraphrase of the movie, Marley and Me (which is secretly why I wanted a dog in the first place ;)........

Got up. Took George to school. Dropped Tom off at Math Class. Took the little two to school. Took Rocco to dog school. He pooped. Checked the patient. Took Ozzie for a walk. It was wet. Nearly lost a wellie. Grabbed some sushi. Took both dogs to the vets. Got rained on. Picked up kids. Checked the patient. Went to the supermarket. Bought a scratch card. Nada. Checked the patient. Fed the kids. Told by Tom that he needs to go to school tomorrow dressed as a 15th Century explorer. Took Tom to basketball. Went to Party City in an attempt to find a 15th Century Explorers costume. Bought an Abraham Lincoln beard thinking it was close enough. Picked Tom up from basketball. Picked wine up from the wine shop. Tried to think of a reason NOT to have a baby (other than DH has had the snip, I already have 4 and would rather poke hot needles in my eyes). Nada....yeah right!!! :D

Of course, if you HAVEN'T seen Marley and Me, you're not going to have the faintest idea what I'm going on about. You should watch it....and get a puppy. ;)