Cleo

She says I'm an EB whatever that is. Can't think why she doesn't just put a picture of me up everyday, what better subject could she have. So anyway, this is my superior expression. I've just told her exactly why this is the best place to sit and why she has to squeeze into the narrow gap between the couch and the wall unit to take my portrait. Silly two leggy, all she had to do was shake my food tub and I'd have moved. All she had to do was ask, you'd think she'd know by now, sometimes I think we don't speak the same language!!
Now Cleo has finished her rant it's my turn ! I'm still tired after the Cursillo weekend, but went round to Ali's this morning to tend to the sick she's got a rotten cold and is worried she won't be fit for the Loch Ness Marathon on Sunday. She and Katy are doing it together.
This afternoon we went round to Katy's to take Isobel her birthday present as we were away on her birthday and it had just arrived. She got one corner of the wrapping paper of, spotted a wheel and squealed with delight that it was a new toy buggy. She'd sat on the old one once too often but it had been Eilidh's before, so it had done OK. Glad we got it right.
This evening we have both been out at a vestry meeting. We have a new Rector but he won't be here until next year so still lots to do before then. It's very cold this evening. We've only been back from Bulgaria a week but it feels like ages since we were warm.
Not enough steps today and for the first time in 18 months I actually forgot to put my step counter on!