Friday 23 November 2007

Word counts, wrestling & creased jeans

Well, I'm nearly blind but have managed to raise that pathetic word count from 6,000 to 11,213. Please excuse me posting the exact number of words, but each of them matter a great deal to me. The more the merrier, that's what I say. I'm only grateful that it's the weekend tomorrow and so the only computer screen I will have to look at is the one on my laptop and not the one at work.

Naturally, this doesn't mean that I can recline in front of the television just yet. I still have to wrestle Grumpy into the bath. I've been meaning to do this for a few days but have used first the cold as an excuse, then dropping off and picking up children, but now that dh has seen fit to feed him spagetti bolognaise, he is now sporting a not too fetching orange beard (the dog that is, dh doesn't have a beard) and so I have no option but to take my life in my hands and bath him. I'm sure this was a cunning plan devised by dh and one that has worked!

Can anyone enlighten me as to how an academically bright chap can manage to study for five 'A' levels, but not be able to work out how to pick up a pair of jeans from the bedroom floor once he has stepped out of them? Drives me crazy.

Oh well, enough of the delay tactics. It's off to the bathroom I go, with a distinctly reluctant schnauzer and several large towels to dry both of us off afterwards.

4 comments:

Annieye said...

Our old springer spaniel had really long ears. I used to peg them up on top of his head when he had his food. I used to have to wash his ears at least once every week as he used to trail them in disgusting things when he sniffed around trees on his walks.

On men. Mine's shirts go in the linen basket inside out, all but the top two buttons done up and sleeves rolled up. I've been asking him for 32 years to unbutton them and roll the sleeves back down.

Deborah Carr (Debs) said...

annieye - The picture you paint of your springer spaniel with his ears pegged up made me laugh. So funny. My dh can't seem to shut doors behind him. Drives me nuts.

Lane Mathias said...

Well done on all those words. I think you must be star of the week:-)

Hope Grumpy enjoyed his bath. I hope you remembered the bubbles and the scented candles:-)
x

Deborah Carr (Debs) said...

Lane - Thanks, I know I have loads to do to catch up. Just hope what I'm writing isn't too ghastly!

He did have the bubbles, though scented candles were omitted. Bathing him is exhausting. Like going several rounds with a particularly resistant featherweight boxer (sort of).