They say that things happen in threes and that certainly seemed to be the case recently in the house...I had a particularly un-fun filled week feeling all disorientated and hewy thanks to a inner ear virus, just as I put in a full recovery from that mum fell ill with a nasty bugger of a bug which produced much projectile vomiting (thank god the parentals have their own bathroom) and a trip out from the doctor when the sickness hadn't abated nearly 24hrs after it started...seriously, 20 plus Technicolour yawns in a day..... it's a family record (of which, due to being a rather sickly child...I hold most). Just as mother was returning to normal, nearly a week later and fast approaching the chocolate gorging festivities...poor old father succumbed to a completely unrelated bodily hissy, equally as uncomfortable and also needing a house call from...er....House.
So, in the space of a little under a month I think it's safe to say we've all used up our sniffly duvet day allowance...that is until I got out of bed this morning and appeared to have pulled a muscle in my back (yes again, and in the same place too) whilst taking part in the, oh so, strenuous activity of flushing the toilet.....merely a twinge at first before I walked home from my computer course, hoping the exercise would help....now I can't even put on my own slippers....grrrr arg!
Though on the plus side it's not like I have any pressing appointments or activities in my diary, such as a marathon, mountain trek or abseiling the Spinnaker Tower.....nope, not me.... I can't even reach across to my bedside table where my leftover Cadbury Easter egg is currently mocking me.
The day wasn't a complete loss however...on the walk back from town along the seafront, in the glorious sunny sunshine (I know it's almost becoming a heatwave...if you consider 16 degrees C warm enough to fall under the term 'heatwave') I witnessed a small child learn the hard way that pressing the 'on' button to a beach front shower thingy whilst standing directly under the nozzle leads to a drippy outfit and exasperated mother situation, though ultimately for those passersby baring witness it proved highly amusing.
In other news....The first of the Doctor Who specials was over the Easter weekend....the cast and crew went all the way to Dubai to find a desert to stick a red double decker bus in for the storyline. Overall it was a fair episode with several unnecessary characters and others perhaps needing some more screen time...namely the fly-like aliens. Like Michelle Ryan as the aristocrat thief and her Mary Poppin's like Bag-o-Stuff, could see her complementing the Matt Smith version of the Doctor but for now she's a interesting one off companion.....overall though I'm thinking the trip to the desert, the behind the scenes episode was almost more interesting than the episode itself due to the problems which occurred, was perhaps an indulgence of Russell T's which in retrospect would probably be better spent of the finale......next episode will air some when between September-November time and John Simm will most definitely be turning up in the Christmas finale according to sources.....a Master/ Doctor face off....nice.....And finally a taster of the next special:
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OK, I know from experience how un-fun it is to have your back go out, but I have to ask (whilst supressing the giggles) - How does one throw out their back while flushing? Do the toilets in Britain take substantially more muscle power to flush than the ones we have here in the states? Call me curious... :D
As for the good doctor - still no word as to when we'll get it. I'll have to see if I can find it online somewhere.
I wouldn't mind but this is the second time it's gone out...without so much as a note to say when I should expect normal service to resume...and I'm soooooo booooooooored!...It's lovely and sunny outside but as soon as I stand up and take a step my back goes into spasm...is this what i can expect from life as a 30-something?
Toilets in the UK certainly have more gumption than those in the US...due to the mass consumption of pie and mushy peas...hehe...though it was more the leaning forawrd to reach the handle which caused the destruction of my lower back muscle...must remember to stretch before carrying out such demanding tasks in the future ;-)
Way harsh that you guys have to wait so long for stuff to air in the US...though I do remember getting shows up to 3 years after they'd aired across the pond years ago...we got SG-1 about 2 years after in started and if memory serves it was 1989 when Macgyver started over here (4 years after it started)...back in the days when we had but 4 channels and RDA's do was still in fashion *shudders*
Actually, my back goes out far less now in my 30's than it did in my 20's. Don't ask me to explain that one, 'cause I can't. Maybe it's nature's way of apologizing for taking all the elasticity out of my boobs. Not that you wanted to know that ;D
So basically we're being forced to wait *now* for new Dr. Who because we were a little slow in sending over MacGyver? Oh, c'mon! I'll give you RDA, and even throw in Hasselhoff! Just give me my Doctor!
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