I’m tired very tired. I always am lately. Well especially this week. My jaw is still in pain. At dinner time I’d texted my brother to see if he want to go for a curry. Later on he replied yes and now I was reconsidering the whole thing. I wanted sleep. I get home and enjoy the brightness of the flowers in the garden.
Everyday something changes.
Everyday I enjoy the sights while I can.
To think once this was just plain grass land.
Some areas grow better than others.
And even though I’ve moved the bird table again, the birds have not eaten anything from it.
I wonder what is growing here, and will it flower?
And then I notice this beauty!
I should really get a new interest maybe?
Yay they are so nice.
My mom, dad and brother appear.
I show her my garden,
The apple tree that has many blooms this year.
And I guess after a natter a beer and a moan about how my jaw hurts still we go for a walk to the Famous Chadsmore to
Decide which of the lushous restaurants we should choose. Its been a while anyway, in fact its been since my ear gave up since we had been out together for a curry.
We browse the menu, why? I’m not sure why?
We both have chicken Jalfrazi as always.
Its smells so good.
Thent he nans come!
And yeah you know what. This is great, this is nice, this is great, but boy do I want my bed!