I weigh 195.8lbs
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I am having a poo
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I weigh 194lbs.
Today I built a bed for my eldest. Her bedroom is tiny, so I have taken out the normal sized bed and replaced it with a 2' wide bed which fits the gap beside the window and is high enough to cater for a chest of drawers underneath.
Entirely hand built from timber, it is the epitome of good taste and, surprisingly, easily wide enough to accommodate even a Manley.
I have suddenly realised that I have almost no time left until the Christening of #3 and I have absolutely nothing ready, despite weighing 193.8.
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I am having a poo
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At only 191.2lbs, I seem still to have no idea what I need to prepare.
I appear to weigh 200.6lbs, which is not good at all.
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I am having a poo
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I weigh 198.4lbs.
I seem to have more work to do than is reasonable at the moment, so I shall get on with it. I really could do with some sleep.
Here are some of the windowsills near my house.
I did something last night which I have not done since 1992. I gave up on a film. Last time it was Teenage Mutant Hero Turtles at the Cinema in Barnstaple. This time it was Dark Water.
I weigh 193.4lbs
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I am having a poo
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I weigh 191.4lbs.
The film is just so dull. After about 15 minutes Matthewparker and Ayse gave up and went home, but I don't ever give up, there is normally a redeeming feature to every film. After an hour of spooky music and no plot development at all I got bored and turned it off.
I asked the ever knowledgeable Pops what happens in the film this morning and, whilst it is not unexpected or that predictable either, I find that I just do not care.
If you want to know, just ask, but please, don't go and rent the US version, it is appalling. I am reliably informed that the Japanese original is much better.
I weigh 199.6lbs
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I am having a poo
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I weigh 199lbs.
Last night my left arm became numb at the shoulder. It was a dull pain, as opposed to a shooting pain.
Given that I have broken my back twice, I am confident that I am able to give a reasonable account of the pain level and it was somewhere between a broken rib and sciatica, but without the stabbing sensation.
I took 400mg of ibuprofen, which meant I could not take any diclofenac, but I could take some paracetamol and a couple of valium if I needed to.
Which I did.
When I looked at the ceiling and then over my right shoulder (Maigne's Test stylee) I get considerably more pain, which lasts after the movement has ceased, so I assumed it was not my heart, loaded myself up with tablets until I rattled and thought to retire.
My hands were not cold, so I reckoned I would live.
Then I started to worry.
I have never had angina or a heart attack, but my mother was a hole in the heart baby
and has had a tricuspid valve replacement, so I have seen attacks and reckon that they might hurt less than on television.
I called the doctor who went through the murmur I had as a child and the one I had at Sandhurst and the muscle injuries I had recently and my back injuries and the fact that I developed so fast (I was 5'1" at 16 and 6'2" at 17) and possible effects of that on my bones and my Rheumatoid Arthritis and on and on and Ariston, until he decided that i was being a big girl with an injured neck.
Which was pleasing but slightly galling. When I finally decide to call the doctor I like to be sure that there really is something wrong.
It still hurts now, at 1100hrs the next day, but I suppose that a trapped nerve is better than a heart attack.
We have to go outside now, the fire alarm has sounded. Toodle-pip!
Last night the baby slept all night long.
Why then did I not?
I weigh 194.4lbs
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I am having a poo
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I weigh 192.4lbs and have made a winking tit:
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Update: I weigh 199.7lbs
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I am having an emergency poo
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I weigh 197.4lbs
Blimey!
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Again?
I weigh 200.2lbs.
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I am having a poo
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I weigh 199lbs
This has got to stop.
I am back at work again. I still have had no sleep at all, but I have a meeting today, so I have to be here.
It's so good to have a baby at home again. I weigh 197.6lbs
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I am having a poo
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I weigh 194lbs and I wish that the air freshener in the loo would run out as I now smell like I have been drowned in sandalwood.
Anyway, I am far too busy to chat to you lot, I must get back to work.
[UPDATE:
Not too busy for a return journey, it seems. I weigh 197lbs
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I weigh 194.8lbs and I really must get some work done.
I have been happily painting the walls of the eldest daughter's new bedroom today.
She was meant to have moved in by the weekend, but the youngest being so unwell ha meant a postponement, but I have nearly got the room painted, with just the skirting board to do now.
I weigh 195.4lbs
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I am having a poo
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I weigh 194.6lbs, less than a pound of poo.
Instead of doing the skirting board I am off out to get some underlay.
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Underlay is quite cheap, but the room is tiny and the smallest amount I could get was huge, so I have bought instead some insulating foam panels with which to underlay the floor.
Having cut them to size and begun taping them together in a jigsaw pattern, I remembered that there is the wiring for the outside light under the floorboards in this room and have to tear up some floorboards.
I weigh 199.8lbs.
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I am having a poo
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I weigh 199lbs.
Having torn up the floorboards I find that I do not own a drill long enough to reach the outside world, so I have to be happy with putting the cables down through the floor and attaching a junction box downstairs for now.
Somehow I have managed to get the underlay down, the carpet laid, the bed put together and the top and bottom of the door planed down. I have also put a secret panel in the window, which I shall not tell the occupant about, so that she can discover it for herself.
The room is too small, so now I need to make a 2' wide bed with a set of drawers underneath.
Not today though, eh?
An almost entirely sleepless night cannot mean anything except that I have got my baby home at last.
I am going to go and look into building a bed for the eldest, but you may rest assured that I weigh 194.6lbs.
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I weigh 192.6lbs and am happy as Larry.
Before you ask "Who was Larry and what was he so happy about anyway?", Larry was not a man. There are those who attribute the phrase to the successes of Australian boxer Larry Foley (who was retiring, undefeated, at about the time that G. L. Meredith, penned the first known instance of the phrase), but most evidence points to a further afield source for the predominantly Australasian phrase.
It relates to the Cornish and later New Zealand word for a hooligan or roughian, larrikin, a term which Meredith would certainly have been familiar with.
In 1868 H. W. Harper's Letters from New Zealand include the word larrikins, and is dated similarly to Meredith's coining of the phrase.
So either the New Zealanders bastardised the kernow word larrikin, or - more likely - the Cornish did so, but did not deign to record it, kernow being, at the time, an almost entirely rural and mining province.
So there.
I think that, so long as I can get rid of the other two, they are going to let me bring my baby home today.
It looks like she will be able to have her antibiotics orally, so there is a reduced need to be in the hospital and I am very keen to have her back here where I can look after her.
I weigh 191lbs
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I am having a poo
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I weigh 189.2lbs - a good weight.
I have been asked to comment on the way in which my weight fluctuates. At work I generally appear to weigh less than at home and I have been questioned as to the accuracy of my scales, particularly in the last couple of months.
The truth is that I tend to wear clothes at work, but to be merely garbed in a pair of Tesco boxer shorts or entirely buck naked at home. Additionally, in winter I wear more clothes, so the difference has been more marked of late.
I hope that this clears up any issues people were having.
Once again, I am too busy worrying about other things to be too concerned about this blog today, so I am just going to include my email to work:
Loathe as I am do deprive such dear friends of a glimmer of light in their daily toil, I am nonetheless afraid that I shall once more be absent from your lives on the morrow.
My baby's health is not improved at all, and she is still on a fancy pumping drip thing which, reminds me of the machines that provide morphine on demand. We do not know what the infection is as yet, but poo, wee, blood, snot and saliva have all been taken away and we should discover the problem over the weekend - my best guess at this point is that it is a skin infection caused by bugs in her blood, following a bad reaction to her immunisation, but that is subject to change (first thing this morning we were being quarantined because she had meningitis, which means that we have a room to ourselves now).
To those of you with children, I would like to say that everything points to her suffering as a result of a specific infection which was either a reaction to her injections or which found its way in from her skin when she was injected. This morning there was, as I say, the suggestion of bacterial meningitis, but that is now discounted and the hospital have declared it safe for the 3 year old to visit and are confident that there is not a risk of contagion. If there is any change and there is any concern I promise to let you all know, but everyone seems certain that it isn't anything that you have to worry about.
I, on the other hand, do have to worry about it, so I am going to go and do just that. If you need anything then please email me - I shall almost certainly be awake most of the time I am at home, so please don't think that I won't want pestering, as long as you understand that I might just not do it.
Again, I should like to apologise for robbing you of my company and hope that you somehow manage to struggle through your Friday without me.
Cheers,
Manley
I weigh 200.8lbs
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I am having a poo
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I weigh 198.8lbs
