I still have a touch of flu, well actually, the whole flu thing has gone and left a cough. The thing is every time I cough I feel like some bit of my innards is going to explode through my groin (TMI?)
It really hurts, so if anyone knows what thats about, gimme a shout.
In a lovely twist on the never-rains-but-it-pours phenomenon my life this week is full of special people I rarely see.
My uncle and his wife and my cousin are here from New Zealand; my good friend Dee, who lives in the country, is passing through Sydney tomorrow on the way to see her in-laws in Scotland and another great friend, Di, who i went to school with, is also passing through Sydney, a long way from her home in LA ( i hope it's LA, i get mixed up with some places in the US)
Tonight we went out for dinner with my uncle and his mob (I'm trying to figure out if I should use their names here)
It was really good. My cousin, Steph, is a real trooper. Her wee boy George had such a long day, he was so tired and in her position I would have been frantic on his behalf but she sat and chatted, his Gran was equally gracious as she cared for him patiently and George himself was mostly sociable and adorable to the bitter end.
And Steph came all the way to Australia to meet me! How cool is that? I knew she was coming to meet the family but then I realised that she has met them all but me (We last saw each other as girls of 11 and 9, does that count as having met before?)
She might also have been keen on a holiday but that doesn't sound nearly as flattering, does it?
Anyway, if I'm not around much this week, just know that either my guts have fallen out and I'm in dire straits or I'm having a ball with someone fantastic. Sometime I'll tell you which of the two it was :)