The return of the parentals

They arrived yesterday!

Once again I say, while their under my roof they'll live by my rules! No doubt there'll be more from the visit in the coming days (assuming my computer still works, it's dying a death which is nearly painful to watch).

In other news, my class did their assembly this morning and nailed it! And dare I say they actually may have enjoyed it. I was like a proud mother! So much so I made them Fifteens to celebrate with! I may be pushy but they get the world's nice traybake out of it so, you know, it was worth it!

Just so as you know

Grey's Anatomy is the best programme in the world.

I've decided so it's official. All the other programmes can just stop trying now.

Read my lips, no new injuries**

I was a tourist yesterday, I took a boat to St. John's Island and Kusu Island.

Very nice they were too.

**It should be noted that I did not swim into rocks, fall off the boat, trip over anything, walk into anything, or in any way injure myself yesterday.

And that incident today with spilling the water was totally not my fault.

And so it continues

Tonight in the supermarket I knocked over about, no kidding, 25 boxes of tissues. Oh die.

I've never been particularly dexterous but this is getting ridiculous.

Doubley smug

I felt very satifisied tonight. Not only did I finish setting all my exams today (deadline tomorrow), I went to the gym (first time since April).

What else is new?

My form class officially hate me for making them do something serious in their assembly devotion next week. I can take it though. It's a three line whip, only kidney operations are excusable. Let's see how many dare incur the wrath of Miss B. by not showing up!

The results of the clumsiest person in the world came in and I won!
-Today I walked into a doorframe. This is a fairly common occurance actually.
-Yesterday I walked into a desk in my room. Actually come to mention it, this is fairly common occurance too judging by the bruises on my thighs.
-On Saturday, I turned on the oven and put some tortillas in, burning my hand on the way.
-On Sunday, I lifted half the nail off my second toe moving a chair. Thankfully it's still attached.
-All this is in addition to the finger I nearly sliced off the morning of the cruise whilst cutting a bagel.

But I think what really clinched it for me was this. On Monday, I somehow, and please don't ask me how, managed to stand on my own toe while sitting down. It was perhaps more painful than all the others put together. So painful in fact that I wanted to swear but couldn't even speak.

Actually I should make that tripley smug because I didn't fall off the tread mill tonight. Given the current form it was a distinct possibility.