Heid!

Rory and I hit hair and makeup early this morning for a trip to the doctors (my new home away from home) followed by a cruise to the supermarket for provisions.  Today is Health Visitor day, so there's lots of Monday Mess to tackle before she arrives in the afternoon.

Creative or Domestic?

Do lots of laundry including a load that consists entirely of socks.  Get bundle of socks out of machine, drop two socks.  Pick up two socks, drop three more.  And so it goes, this merry dance of me and wet smalls.  I eventually give up and decide to use my time more creatively, so I catch up on last week's episode of The Apprentice (the UK one, the only one) and an episode of Geordie Shore (I'll try anything once, me).

Domestic Arts: 5 (socks)

Fine Art: 0   

Obscure delight

I received a very regal looking bundle of Royal Jelly toiletries as a gift recently.  First time ever.  And although I do find the scent strangely alluring in an old-school way I daresay it also doubles as an excellent mosquito repellent.  I have been using it the past few nights though and there is something comforting about the smell, it brings to mind childhood holidays and staying at elderly relatives houses.        

Babe report

So our friendly neighbourhood Health Visitor came around today to measure the babe and make sure I'm not feeding him cheese puffs or sending him out to work.  Weight and height are both average but his head is "rather big" apparently.  I tell her that as a baby my head was "rather big" too at that age, so I'm not too bothered.  She recommends in a polite and breathy manner that I "might take him to the GP, just to get it looked at".  I agree to do it, but only because I have the time to and well, you just never know.  
When she leaves I look up his head measurement on the child growth scale thingy and although it is, ahem, bigger than average, it's not exactly off the charts.  I also look at her notes and it says she has advised me to see GP "re plagiocephaly".  Love, you also forgot to call his head a virtual planetoid with its own weather system. 

I vow not to offer coffee next time, then I call and make an appointment with GP re son's deformed noggin.