A limerick on time... not easy at all so I tried being a smart donkey* and came up with this.
Parsley sage rosemary and thyme,
gently sung, make a recipe fine,
but due to the stress
instead we possess
nasty rage because we've no time.
On other news: There is no more dancing for me for some time. My foot is absolutely stuffed for anything and it is very annoying. The ache is constant and I think it is that which is bringing me down. I can't spin because it aggravates the tendon so you can imagine what walking does to it and it is amazing to me how many times I go up and down stairs each day. One of those things you don't notice until it becomes an inconvenience.
Oh and Rose woke me up last night with a nightmare about her school problems. So that is another thing that needs to be addressed and sharpish. I figure when a kid starts having nightmares about school the problem is only escalating. ^%$*&")* school! And I don't know what to do...Coffee and painkillers for me I think and it has to be knitting and a good calming CD on pronto.
Hope you guys have a wonderful day. Go and dance for me will you?
*C'mon, you know what I am talking about.
