Two weeks.....

Two weeks to go -

Removal of the "pretend ski boot" for the broken ankle and the finger splints. Yahoo! I will be able to walk, drive a car, use my credit card, fill out forms, be independent again.

Back to work - DH is taking some time off, working from home and driving me for the first couple of days because I may not be quite there by the time I have to go back.

DD is graduating and going to be a real policeperson (a probationary one but nonetheless real).

DS is going to Thailand and I will be extremely tense until he returns safe and sound.

Now the bad news -
Have put on over 4 kilos since I have been immobile. Am bored, frustrated and prbably trying to do too much.

DD has been home on leave and has wiped out my internet usage for the month so everything is extremely slow and I cant see everyones photos as they take too long to come through if at all.

Good news:
Our holiday to Rutherglen was successful. Captured many bottles of wine which will be treated kindly and shared with friends. It was hot - 39 degrees most days but air conditioning makes it all bearable. They are in drought, as is most of Australia, at the moment. The grass broke when you walked on it! Hopefully the drought will break in 2007.

DS came up on his way home from work on Sunday and put a wetting agent on DHs lawn. I know lawns arent good things to have in droughts but DH is a lawn freak and usually has it looking like a bowling green.

Have actually used my time to catch up with filing and bill paying in my study. Will try to keep on top of it this year. Still have more to do but it is getting there.

French is progressing slowly. I see there are french classes starting in May at local TAFE so I will have to check that out. LOL - have been reading the french instructions on skincare products and trying to decipher.

Well DH is looking after everything - cooking, cleaning up and the big one - ironing! Friends think he is making an early run for "husband of the year". He apparently won the 2006 title due to having to organise another Christmas by himself. I say - since he is so good at it he might get the job permanently - hehe, no I wouldnt be that mean, he really is a treasure,

Off now to liberate a bottle of the captured wine while I wait for him home from work. He will be late so I may even try to make something for dinner otherwise we will be eating at midnight. Did I mention how frustrating it is to be incapacitated. Oh I did - sorry, will stop whinging immediately.