Penny started whinging at about 11:30pm. I ignored her. Then Melissa came home. Penny heard her. Armageddon.
We didn't give her any milk, just some water, then put her down. She screamed for a bit, but then nodded off, and so we all did.
It was 7am when my alarm went off, and soon I was walking to work in a wonderfully thick freezing fog. One of my favourite weather conditions, I'll have you know.
Work was alright, but a little slow, then Melissa and Penny picked me up and we went to (the) ASDA. Penny wandered round, trying to steal stuff and make friends, then we went home.
She's not been well again, we think her sore throat might be back, coupled with sore gums/teeth, which is why she's not been eating (unless you give her soem Kinder chocolate. She'll wolf that shit right down) but she's been drinking liquid, and milk and Calpol.
We put her down for bed at around 6:30pm. She's just now (9:41pm) finally (we think) gone to sleep. She just wanted to play, thus ruining mine and Melissa's TV catch up, but affording us the opportunity to catch up with Canada, so that was nice.
I'm knackered. I'm going to watch some Fist of Fun series 2, then get in to bed, and endure whatever it is Melissa's catching up on that I can't stand.
See you tomorrow (provided this fog lifts. That's a joke).
