Good Morning, Good Yawning

That phrase comes from the book 'The Patchwork Cat' which was a favourite of mine when I was little.

Yesterday got better as the day went on. I wasn't feeling amazing and was kind of coughy, but when I eventually did get on the treadmill and then had a long shower and got dressed in proper clothes, rather than work-out clothes (around 4.30pm) I actually felt a bit better. It probably also helped that during the afternoon the boys watched a DVD* and I had a doze on the sofa. Thank you Snowbreeze for de-lurking and leaving me a lovely comment. When I read it I had already had a shower and I can quite understand the power of hot water!

*Andrew wants me to tell you that the DVD was Davy Crockett.

Today I've been awake since before six, but I'm feeling remarkably awake. I've done my weights but haven't been on the treadmill yet today because I had inspiration to write this post, so I'm doing that before I forget again.

The boys and I have a great secret idea that we've working on a little bit this morning. There's still more that needs to be done, but I think the recipients will enjoy it once it's complete :-)
Blest is out right now at a doctor's appointment, but when she gets back I think we plan to just have a fairly gentle day, perhaps folding some laundry or wrapping some presents if we're feeling really productive.

At some point I have a couple more gifts to buy, but I think blest and I will probably go out and get those tomorrow and then I think I will be done with gift shopping. I have three boys sitting around me watching me type, and they seem to have stolen my inspiration, so I guess I'll end this post here.