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Christmas in Sparkly Summary!

Christmas in Sparkly Summary!

The Xmas tree is expertly decorated and styled.

The Xmas tree is expertly decorated and styled.  The house is not falling down in the background, that is an illusion.  Clever eh?

Darlek the Red Nosed Reindeer!  Had a very baubly nose!

Darlek the Red Nosed Reindeer! Had a very baubly nose!

Father Christmas is on anti-biotics for toothache so he has to drink milk instead of sherry.  Father Christmas is not very happy about this.

Father Christmas was on anti-biotics for toothache so he had to drink milk instead of sherry. Father Christmas was not very happy about this.

T'was the night before Christmas, when all through the house........Not a creaure was stirring, not even a mouse....... but if you listened very, very carefully with your special Xmas ears you could hear the  distant sound of vomiting at about 4.30am.

T’was the night before Christmas, when all through the house……..Not a creaure was stirring, not even a mouse……. but if you listened very, very carefully with your special Xmas ears you could hear the distant sound of vomiting at about 4.30am.

Takeaway Xmas dinner.  I was supposed to be making it all at mum's house, but because we had the dreaded up-chucking bug we thought it best not to go round.  My mum meticulously made all the turkey dinner (even the starters!), bagged it up in plastic sealy bags and Horace went and collected it.  Not ideal, but couldn't be helped.

Takeaway Xmas dinner. I was supposed to be making it all at mum’s house, but because we had the dreaded up-chucking bug we thought it best not to go round. My mum meticulously made all the turkey dinner (even the starters!), bagged it up in plastic sealy bags and Horace went and collected it. That’s a huge round of applause for my parents.  I’m biased, but I reckon I have the best mum and dad in the world.  Felt awful that they had to spend Christmas Day on their own, but Norovirus for Xmas is not a nice gift.

Spent a couple of days at Grandma and Grandad's and had a lovely evening at a family party.  I went to bed at about 8.30pm with bellyache.  I think everyone else had a great time.  I didn't completely miss out though.  In true owl fashion I woke up at 2 am  when everyone was going to bed.  Shucks.

Spent a couple of days at Grandma and Grandad’s and had a lovely evening at a family party. I think everyone else had a great time at the do, although i went to bed at about 8.30pm with tummy ache – I didn’t completely miss out though. In true owl fashion I woke up at 2am when everyone was going to bed. Shucks.  I’m brill at parties. Really I am.

And here is the reason why we have had a truly traumatic Christmas or 'the worst Christmas ever' as Darlek put it........it's a BUG.   Ok, so maybe it's a bee, but it was the closest    photo I could find to a bug.  To the untrained eye it definitely looks bug-like.

And here is the reason why we have had a truly traumatic Christmas or ‘the worst Christmas ever’ as Darlek put it……..it’s a ‘BUG’. Ok, so maybe it’s a bee, but it is sort of a bug. To the untrained eye it definitely looks bug-like.  We have had coughs, colds, throwing up, random scary spots, belly aches and an all round excess of bugs.

Next year we will have a fabulous Christmas, bugs will be banned.  I shall bath the kids in Dettol for the weeks preceding Christmas and no-one will be allowed to cough, sneeze or go slightly green.  December is a no go zone for Norovirus and snivelling snuffles.  Or else….’Or else what?’ you might say.  I dunno.  Perhaps I’ll just get some anti-bac spray and run around the house like maniac screaming ‘Die, you mother-fecking, Xmas ruining, putrid, minging little bugs!’  ‘Die, Die, Die!’   Next year will be different…..

I don’t over react to crises at Christmas.  I think I’m one of those earthy goddess types who takes everything in their stride.  Erm….like…..yep.  *stares sheepishly at feet, which incidentally are in purple slippers.  I got two pairs of purple slippers for Christmas.  I think people might think I have chronically cold feet and an obsession with purple.  I am happy.  I always lose my slippers, so if I have four of them I am guaranteed to always be able to find at least one pair – even if they are slightly different shades of purple and different sizes.  Knowing my luck I’ll find two left feet, same old, same old I suppose….*

Oooh, and I got a fabulous blue and black stripey onesie for Xmas.  MUST mention this.  I think I look like Thing One or Thing Two from Dr Zeuss (except a different colour).  Horace thinks I look like I’m in some strange sci-fi outfit.  All I know is that I am warm as a very, very warm thing and would live in it given half a chance. Bliss, I can wander around like a Dr Zeuss character or a space being, wearing purple slippers for the vast majority of 2013 now.  I is a fashion icon.

Tons more to write about Xmas, but to be frank, I’ve just had a Lemsip and my chest hurts from coughing so I’m going to stop writing and start sleeping.  Hope you all had a lovely Christmas, bug free preferably. xxx

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Germ Magnets

Germ Magnets

Oh shoot me now!  Sausage is tucked up in the spare bed after having thrown up  all over his teddies, himself, his bed, everywhere.  Horace is upstairs wiping everything with anti-bacterial wipes and making piles of sick soaked sheets and pyjamas.  It’s horrid.  Sausage also threw up earlier on this afternoon.  I think we have a sick bug on our hands. I don’t like sick bugs at the best of times, normally I just make sure there’s some sort of plastic sick tub in most of the rooms and grin and bear it, but this time I’m nervous.  My tummy already aches from colitis pains and this would just put the ‘tin hat on it’ as they say around here.  So, I have tasked Horace with clearing it up as he’s at home and I normally have to do it anyway.  I made up the spare bed, so I’ve done my bit.  I don’t want to catch this!  I might just have to go bath in Dettol now.

Poor little love, he’s white as a sheet with a temperature too.  I think this might be a long night. Now I have to think about how I’m going to walk Darlek to school even if her brother is weak, poorly and liable to projectile vomit at some point on the 45 minute walk to and from school, twice a day.  I might just keep both of them off school, I don’t want to have to put Sausage through that just for the sake of attendance records, and if school don’t like that, then they can lump it.  I’ll give her work to do at home for the day.   By that point, she’ll no doubt be joining in with the vomiting.  I always say we should do more together as a family, although I meant like…trips to the zoo, not Norovirus.

I wish kids didn’t catch everything!  They really are germ magnets.  It doesn’t help that at age four they still aren’t averse to licking random things like shop counters whilst I’m waiting to pay for something – or picking fluffy food up off the carpet and eating it before I’ve had chance to stop them.  They make it worse for themselves!  Mind you, some say that kids need to be exposed to these germs because it boosts their immune system – that’s why we’re told not to use too many anti-bacterial products in the house.  All I can say is that my two will be immune to Rampaging Virulent Space Viruses by the time they finish their education.

In the days before kids I used to get about two bad colds a year, and that was it.  Now we get sick bugs, trips to the loo bugs, coughs, colds, feeling like poo bugs. (If you read that fast it could almost be an ode to a ‘Hypochondriac’)

Sorry, I’m just sick of sick bugs.  I have no time for this!  If Horace gets this he can wimp out of work and throwing up in waste paper baskets and just come home and sleep it off.  If I get this I’ll have to chuck up in the road and carry on with the school run regardless.  I suppose I could be tidy and take a plastic bag with me if the worst comes to the worst.  Oh joy!