Ugh Double Ugh!
The blister on my savagely-burned-by-mince-pies finger popped….. in my face!!! 
Olivia managed to splutter, “That’s gross!”, while still laughing hysterically! Evil child!
She watched Home Alone in her big brother’s room last night. I’d said she could sleep there if she wanted, “but don’t tell him!” 
All was fine, very excited to be sleeping in his double futon thing, (”I’m going to sleep here tomorrow!”) ’til about 11.30, a timid knock on my door, a teeny, wobbly voice, “Can I sleep in my own room?”
“It’s your room, you don’t have to ask permission, I’m not exactly going to tie you to his bed.” Turns out the reality didn’t match the dream of getting a sneaky one in over her brother. 
She said this morning it just wasn’t the same as her own bed. Oh well, he need never know I suppose….
We got up obscenely late this afternoon morning. Olivia worked some more on her scrapbook, a double page each on both Christmas and Kwanzaa.
Then it was back up to my room to watch Jurassic Park. We don’t have TV downstairs and only 4 channels up in my room (Adam’s rigged up some kind of dodgy aerial in his room though). I think that being severely limited in our TV viewing (by choice!) for the last few years has made us more discerning…. I’d like to think so anyway …. so when I was thinking about buying this ‘puter, we all agreed that we’d like one we could watch TV on. Hence this Philips media centre thingy with a big screen…. we got it in October…. we still haven’t worked out the TV bit. 
Think we might need an aerial…. as you may have noticed I’m we’re not exactly in a rush to get it sorted!
Re Olivia’s dad, the reality that he’s not phoned or anything over Christmas hit home today and there was a wobbly chin on display at one point. She’ll talk about it to me, but not to anyone else and she doesn’t want to put anything on her blog. I’m not really ’supposed’ to either, but he’s seriously p***ing me off 
and I need to vent….
We cuddled up in bed again to watch The Ruby In The Smoke, mainly because Olivia likes anything remotely Victorian. At one of the stabbings she remarked, “Well, the Victorians were like that weren’t they?”
“Not all of them dear.”
So that’s us today, late rising means we are both wide awake at 11.15, Olivia’s in Adam’s room watching Hook (but going back to her own bed to sleep!) and I’m messing about here. Methinks we’ll be up late again tomorrow. 
finger - yeuk! - gross! (hope it feels better now its popped though!
Cool counter, how d’ya do that?
Comment by Lin — December 28, 2006 @ 9:58 am
Fortunately it was just ‘liquid’ and not ‘pus’! It had started to fill up and I just touched it (real gentle like!) with my thumb….
Ha! Counter took all my powers of ingenuity and complete superiority…. and Dawn! Thanks Dawn!!
Comment by Jo — December 28, 2006 @ 11:56 am
yuk bursting blister, eugh! poor you ! Sorry about Olivia’s dad ! Lana would say “MEN” and say it with a look of disgust on her face , we’ve had our share of things like that - as long as she knows it’s his loss not hers! hugs
D xx
Comment by Dawny — December 28, 2006 @ 3:39 pm
She’s usually really cheerful and happy-go-lucky, it makes it hard when she knows friends with ‘absent’ fathers get to see their dads at weekends.
Comment by Jo — December 28, 2006 @ 3:59 pm