Friday, January 04, 2008

One of the hazards of my life with family creatures in my house is that I can be having a perfectly serious phone conversation with Gert while cooking dinner and suddenly find that I am a shadow boxing target.

Explaining to a serious man in a supermarket on his way home from work why my concentration isn't so good is a tricky kind of situation to find myself in ...

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Yea, that's a tough one :D

C. said...

ROFL! ahhh - the joys (and misery) of being part of a family. Can't live WITH 'em, wouldn't want to live with out them. (OK, maybe for one week while traveling with friends on some spectacular vacation).

Di Mackey said...

Yes, I can imagine your amusement if an observer to said situation, Meneer Manic ;)

Well spotted, Claudia.

Veronica said...

I have no excuse for my lack of concentration. What's a Grrrrl to do?

Di Mackey said...

I guess we struggle on, V.