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The 11th of May.

I think I have caught up with all my sleep now. I’ll be out a bit late tonight seeing Suzi and Angela Barnes at the Glee, but it won’t be anything as late as Sunday.

This morning, Mommy had had to go out before I got downstairs, so I had to endure the pain of making my own breakfast. That sounds trivial, but my point is that my back is so bad, it’s agony to stand up for even a few minutes. Fucking discs. Thankfully, she got back in time to help with coffee.

I also had a very productive phone call with EE. Daddy had shown me some deals that Virgin have on SIM-only phones, and when comparing to mine, I realised I was on quite a shit plan. I was paying £20.99 a month for what Virgin charge £9 for. So I called them up and said I wanted a better deal, and now I’m getting 4gb of data (which is enough for me), unlimited texts and calls for £9! Very pleased with myself.

After lunch, I went to the gym. It’s a good ten days since I last went, so I’m expecting to hurt tomorrow. My arms were certainly protesting after less time than usual, so I’m not looking forward to the pain. I had to stop a bit earlier than I might have, because the after-school youths arrived and their body spray was overwhelming.

The 12th of May.

Ugh, my left eye is being irritating and I am supposed to be going out later which will require mascara so I really hope it calms down in the next hour or so. I probably could have done with a bit more sleep but I didn’t get to bed until about midnight and nine hours is not enough for me. My body is rubbish; it requires a lot of rest.

Today has been uneventful. This morning, I pootled about in my pyjamas, drank my coffee and received some wool in the past that I’m going to use for my next jumper.

And after lunch, that is what I started on. A few more episodes of Scandal, and the first eight rounds of said jumper. I’ve only got two more episodes of season 6 left, but Christine is here and she’s a few episodes behind me, so it wouldn’t be very fair of me to ruin the ending for her.

Anyway, I’ve got to eat dinner and get changed before we go out and write a card. But I am so tired.

 

The 3rd of May.

I woke up at 5am. Like I’m not going to be sleep-deprived enough this weekend. I couldn’t even force myself to stay in bed as long as I normally can so I was up at half past seven.

Still, it meant things got done. Mommy made some bread, then we went into town where I got some lipstick from Selfridges and a box from Paperchase so I could send Esmée the fox to John and Maddie. We were home by half past eleven. Then Mommy went to vote (I already sent off my postal vote ages ago) and I watched Riverdale.

After lunch, I sorted out some clothes to take to Mach, then sat and watched more of Scandal. I’m nearing the end of season 5 so if I commit I think I will do this. I don’t think I’ve watched so much of anything so quickly before. I also put the luggage tags on the dogs, so all that’s left to do is pack in the morning! I’m so excited.

The 4th, 5th & 6th are pictured.

The 7th of May.

Oh boy, I am so tired. Beyond tired. I think I had about five hours of sleep and considering that’s on top of two short sleeps, I am wiped. We had to be out of the house by ten, so I got up as late as possible, but still spent most of the journey home with my eyes shut, cold from the air-conditioning and in agony from my back. When we got to the services, I had a second coffee and broke out the Pom Bears I bought yesterday which perked me up until we got home.

I curled up in my armchair as soon as we arrived, and we watched Professional Bake Off while having lunch. Then, while the rest of the country was basking in the sun, I went upstairs, shut my curtains and had a ninety minute nap. I am never tired enough to nap unless I am ill, so fingers crossed this is an anomaly.

I couldn’t stay up there all day, so I had an iced coffee to try to make sure I stay awake until bedtime. I’ve put up a bunch of photos and videos from the weekend. I don’t know how to write about it. Maybe just photos.

The 8th of May.

Sleep last night was so good. A solid ten and a half hours, oh it was beautiful. My bed is the best.

It’s been a quiet day – the start of a week of recovery. I have a couple of appointments and a gig on Friday, but the rest of my time is going to spent doing not a lot. I might go to the gym on Thursday, but that’s only if my early morning lung function tests haven’t worn me out.

So, I have been sat in front of Scandal, keeping my fingers busy crocheting nothing of note, resting my back. This evening I had a chiro appointment, and that was incredibly necessary – so much kneading of knots in my neck and stretching out my back as far as it would go. I’ve had the ice pack on my neck since I got home. Looking up for three days straight is really bad for one’s muscles. 

 

The 23rd of April.

It has been a very boring day.

This morning, I wrote up a blog post, sewed up the seam of the first sleeve of my jumper, and got very bored of hearing about the new royal baby. So much baby news. Now he is born and home, one hopes it will die down once we know his name.

I had an ultrasound with Andrew at one, to check if there were any strictures or thromboses in the lower arm. After checking all the veins, and looking at the visible tissue, it seems my veins are fine, there isn’t any fluid anymore, and now there are just fat deposits in my arm for no reason! So I’m going to get back in touch with Anne Dancey to explore my options. I can’t leave it like this.

Then we had two hours to kill, so we bought some crap sandwiches from WH Smith and read our books. Much book-reading today. I finally went in to the x-ray suite at quarter past four, where Dr. Blaney was waiting. I lay face down, trying to breathe comfortably. My lower back was exposed, and I then had an x-ray probably every twenty seconds while Dr. Blaney did lots of injections. I think he was doing some local anaesthetic, then putting in a bigger needle and using that for the steroid. It took maybe five to ten minutes and was slightly uncomfortable, but not enough to put me off having them again. If they work, that is – it’s hard to tell at the moment. They might work immediately, it could take a few days, or they might not work at all. If they don’t, I don’t know what I will do.

The 24th of April.

Well, I think I might very tentatively say that my back may be slightly improved?

This morning it was quite tricky to tell, because I didn’t do anything to really test it out. I got up, had breakfast and coffee, and listened to The Riverdale Register while getting dressed for the gym. Mommy and I printed out all our tickets for Mach so they are sorted in folders for when they’re required, then I did the first two rows of the second sleeve of my jumper.

After lunch, I went to the gym for a short session. Partially because I didn’t want to overdo things, and partially because Mommy had to be at Grandma’s for twenty to four, so I needed to finish earlier than I usually do. Basically, I skipped all the stuff I do downstairs, so I just did the circuit of machines upstairs. I didn’t have the pain I was experiencing last time, but that was a very bad day. The pain is definitely not gone, but I think it might be a tiny bit better.

Tonight I am out at the mac seeing Tez and the seats there are not the most comfortable, so that might give me a better assessment.


The 3rd of April.

I am making up for the less-than-chocolatey weekend today. I feel like Üter from The Simpsons (“Don’t make me run, I’m full of chocolate!”).

This morning, I wrote up a blog post, then I ate a chunk of my Dairy Milk egg while we watched people fling drinks on Sunday night’s TOWIE. Then it was time for Christine to get to the station to go back to Twickenham, so I put on the first episode of the new season of A Series of Unfortunate Events, The Austere Academy. Neil Patrick Harris still absolutely perfect.

After lunch, Mommy went to Grandma’s, and I made the remaining legs and tail of the sausage dog while catching up on some TiVo recordings. Upon her return, we watched Marcella and I finished my egg. I still have a second Lindt bunny and the whole Lindt egg to eat. I feel like it’s almost a chore to get through them, but it’s one that I enjoy.

The sausage dog is now assembled, and I have a little pack ready to go!

The 4th of April.

Well, the weather today is absolutely hideous. Absolute pissing rain which has caught me once, and I am just hoping I escape it this evening.

Had a quiet morning, taking photos of the group of dogs I’ve made for Nish, Suzi, Sara, Josh, James and Felicity as thank yous for doing my gig. I want to say they’re very good boys but the sausage dogs, the poodle and the boxer are girls (according to the book). Then I watched some of the Commonwealth Games opening ceremony which was rather good, unfortunately. That means we’ll have to do something quite special when they come to Birmingham.

After lunch, I went to the gym to burn off some of the vast amounts of chocolate recently consumed. So many youths in there today, one of whom had doused himself liberally in body spray which my lungs did not appreciate. Thankfully I did not choke but I wasn’t far off.

When I finished, I whizzed back to the car at the highest speed that was safe, shielding myself from the rain with my brolly. Tonight I’m at The Glee seeing Ellie Taylor and I do not want to get wet.

The 22nd of March.

Fuuuuck my back hurts so much tonight. Only a month until the injections. I can keep going until then.

The rest of me isn’t too sore after my gym session yesterday. My shoulders are feeling it, but I’ve coped. I’m not waddling like Saturday which is most important.

Most of my day has been spent working on the jumper which is now finished! I was doing it with an eye on the window, hoping against hope that the FedEx man would arrive before we had to go out for the dental hospital at two. Thankfully, he appeared with about ten minutes to spare! I was very happy – it was my wireless headphones so now I don’t have to worry about cables at the gym.

At the dental hospital, I saw lovely John, who it was nice to catch up with. Most of the appointment was spent updating him on what’s happened since I last saw him in 2016, I think. When he got round to looking in my mouth, he was very happy with its condition, doesn’t want to see me for six months!

Got back, straight to work on the jumper. I didn’t quite understand the last bit of the pattern (“work without shaping”?!) so I made it up and I’m happy. It looks like a proper jumper!

The 23rd of March.

Good day. I am wearing my jumper! So pleased with it. I have made a start on the next one but really only the very start – literally two rows.

This morning was fairly quiet – Amanda came round to pick up some Cats Protection money and stayed for a bit of chat and to invite us to her birthday shindig which was very kind of her.

After lunch, Daddy and I went to Resorts World to see A Wrinkle in Time, because for some reason Vue aren’t showing it, or at least not yet. I have been so excited for this film since the moment I heard of it – it was one of my favourite childhood books. I got it out today and it is battered in the way that a book that has been loved and re-read multiple times is. The pages are yellow and delicate, ready to fall out if encouraged in the slightest.

The film is stunning. Visually beautiful, the story brought to life in ways that could have been plucked from my imagination. Uriel is exceptional. Aunt Beast has been sacrificed but paid tribute to. I love that Meg doesn’t have to change to become the hero of her story, she just has to accept and believe that she is enough.

The 20th of March.

It’s probably going to be another short one, as there’s not much to report.

Mommy is fine today, as are all my muscles, so a gym visit would have been possible, but as I’m seeing Karen there tomorrow, I don’t want to be in pain. Still feeling a bizarre amount of chest pain/heartburn, so I’m going through Rennies like it’s my sole responsibility to keep them in business. Very frustrating.

This morning I typed up a blog post, which I’ve just realised is still in draft form. Never mind. Since then, I’ve been working on the jumper. I have to make sure I pay close attention because I fucked up the stitch count once already and it’s been a struggle to get it back on track. I really want this to be wearable when I finish. I’ve never made a proper item of clothing before!

The 21st of March.

I don’t know how things are with the chest wind today. I had porridge for breakfast in the hopes that maybe it would keep me full and stop it from setting in, but that didn’t really work because I started having the pain about eleven anyway. I did some googling and it could be bile related? I think I will see if it persists for a few more days and if it keeps going for a week I’ll get in touch with the liver team.

Back at the gym today! Karen showed me some stuff on the Synergy station, which was cool. I did some battle rope – as in, one rope, two arms. I’m not quite up to both simultaneously. Then I did this thing where I pull down on a rope that goes round on a loop which was good but also hard! Medicine ball next – hold it at the chest, push out, bring back in, above my head, back down, out in front again and twist from side to side. All slowly. And I did all of these in my chair so I can work these parts of my body without totally exhausting myself and causing myself pain. I also did some medicine ball deadlifts and yoga ball sit ups. Lastly (with Karen, anyway), I did some TRX squats and pull ups. It’s good to have stuff to do that isn’t just sitting on a machine.

That is what I did next – climbed the stairs and followed my circuit round. I was there for about two hours in total so I imagine I’ll feel it in all sorts of places tomorrow. I’m at the dental hospital in the afternoon so I hope I’m able to transfer between chairs without yelping.

Had lunch, then went upstairs to get changed because tonight I’m out at The Glee to see John Robins. Between food and more food, I managed to get a few more rounds of the jumper done. I’ve got about fifteen left and then I think I’m done so could be finishing it this weekend! Let’s hope it’s not a disaster.

 

The 28th of February.

Had a lovely time at Lefty Scum last night. Josie and Johnny loved the bunny I made for the baby, and the show was so great. Grace Petrie is brilliant; a British Kimya Dawson of our time. The man sitting next to me blew his nose and the woman next to him coughed a lot which concerned me but I do not appear to have picked anything up from them, touch wood.

Today I have been crocheting like mental to get Sara’s spaniel done before Luisa’s show tonight, but now I’m not sure she’ll still be there at the interval because Suzi is leaving straight after her bit to get back to London so Sara’ll probably do the same. No matter, I’ll hold on to them for now.

That is all I have done today, in front of the tv. Had a bit of a Bones binge, and saw the episode of How to Get Away with Murder with the Caplan and Gold party and I think it was the most stressed I have ever been during a tv show in my life. Watching Laurel miscarry in the lift was harrowing. I texted Christine throughout.

The 1st of March.

Not surprisingly, today has consisted of very little. I slept through my alarm, somehow, but not too late. Put on the twosie I got for Christmas and thermal socks, although my toes are still perished. We’ve probably got it the easiest in the country, but it’s still way too cold for me.

So young Mac and I have had a snuggly snow day. He got a bit neglected yesterday, so he and I have watched much Netflix. I got as far up to date with The Blacklist as possible, and the rest of it has been Hemlock Grove. The plot is absolute rubbish and the writing is pretty terrible but hey, my standards aren’t high.

That has been literally it! Bed will be electric blanket on full, two extra blankets, pyjamas tucked into furry socks. Too cold.