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Dec. 13th, 2005 09:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
la_rainetteWe spent Friday evening with friends we hadn't seen for a long while, and at 10:00 pm we decided to go tobogganing: the first serious snowfall of the season was on the skimpy side, but we wouldn't let such a small obstacle deter us.
I am amused to see how much Froglet is like Husband, and Tadpole like, well, me. We were only halfway up the slope when we heard a high-pitched WHEEEEEEEEEEEE and saw Froglet pass us on her (very fast) way down on the small plastic saucer-shaped-thingy. She and her friend spent a good hour running up and sliding down at full speed. Whereas Tadpole? refused to slide at all. She was happy to just pull the other tobogan around, looking busy and important, and I found that hilarious since this is, well, very much me.
I went skiing once in my life, cos lo, I CAN'T ski. With a bunch of friends, we rented a pretty appartment in Val Torens in the French Alps, and they'd leave in the morning and go ski, and I got 2 lessons altogether -- just to show them I could -- and spent the rest of the time walking down to the café at the bottom of the hill, looking all important and proud with my skis on my shoulder, and then I'd plant my skis in the snow next to all the others, and I'd sit in one of the reclining chairs outside and order a vin chaud and I'd, well. Read. :D Until they joined me for an end of afternoon drink and then we'd go out for dinner. It was one of the very best vacation weeks of my life, really, we had tons of fun and good food (you wouldn't believe what they can do with cheese, in the Alps)
And then Husband decided to show us how like Froglet he was, and snowboarded down the hill on the tiny saucer-like-tobogan. For a while, he looked every inch the dashingly handsome daredevil, and we cheered him on. And then he looked the perfect idiot as the saucer turned and he fell shoulder first in a heap of insufficient snow.
We were still laughing when he came back up and we saw his stricken, completely white face. "My shoulder hurts" he said, and sat down heavily and went in shock.
Yeah.
To cut a long story short, it looks as if he's doing a bit better now, and we suspect a pulled muscle or something. No, we don't know for sure, for we are still waiting for the results of the X-ray *glares murderously at incompetent fool of a doctor*
He's got his arm on a makeshift sling.
Husband *has arm on makeshift sling*
rainette *sprays coffee*: what do you think you're doing?
Husband: I made myself a sling?
rainette: With the glod threaded pashmina shawl my mum gave me for my 40th birthday?
Husband: ...
No-one tell my mum, please. He's using another shawl, now: off-white and almost business-like, if it weren't for the pretty, girly fringe. *g* Oh well, he's got a sewing machine, his colleagues think he's weird, anyways.
Since he's also desperately right-handed, work and other things have become difficult for him, and apparently he can grab the mouse with his right hand, provided he uses his left hand to bring his right hand to the mouse first *headdesk*
In other news, my back gave in after two days of lugging little children up the stairs (what is it with Christmas party that they always end up WAY after bedtime?), and I got Husband to rub my back with Tiger Balm.
Husband *rubs left-handedly, thus slightly toughly*
rainette: meep
Tiger balm *stinks and smarts*
Husband: well, one thing about tiger blam is that it clears your sinuses as well. rainette: how very true. I can't hear the cat snore anymore.
Husband: no, but that's cos the cat caught one whiff of the thing and fled
rainette: ...
Tiger balm: lalala, I'll make you feel cold, C-O-L-D as in FREEZING, and then I'll make you feel sit-on-a-volcano HOT, just you wait.
rainette *feels cold*: wah, cold!
Husband: wait til it gets hot.
rainette *feels HORRIBLY HOT* OMG HOT!
Husband *is amused*
rainette: You know what?
Husband: What?
rainette: Tiger Balm isn't supposed to heal you at all. It's just supposed to create a diversion.
Husband: go to sleep.
rainette *goes to sleep and dreams of extra-spicy curries, volcanos and glaciers*
But I really shouldn't complain, cos yesterday evening, I caught Froglet and Tadpole sitting together on the stairs, with their little heads together over Froglet's library book, and Froglet was reading Tadpole a story, and Tadpole was listening intently.
They're adorable kids, if I say so myself, and I am so happy that they are each other's best friend.
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seshat1 for the pretty icon!
I am amused to see how much Froglet is like Husband, and Tadpole like, well, me. We were only halfway up the slope when we heard a high-pitched WHEEEEEEEEEEEE and saw Froglet pass us on her (very fast) way down on the small plastic saucer-shaped-thingy. She and her friend spent a good hour running up and sliding down at full speed. Whereas Tadpole? refused to slide at all. She was happy to just pull the other tobogan around, looking busy and important, and I found that hilarious since this is, well, very much me.
I went skiing once in my life, cos lo, I CAN'T ski. With a bunch of friends, we rented a pretty appartment in Val Torens in the French Alps, and they'd leave in the morning and go ski, and I got 2 lessons altogether -- just to show them I could -- and spent the rest of the time walking down to the café at the bottom of the hill, looking all important and proud with my skis on my shoulder, and then I'd plant my skis in the snow next to all the others, and I'd sit in one of the reclining chairs outside and order a vin chaud and I'd, well. Read. :D Until they joined me for an end of afternoon drink and then we'd go out for dinner. It was one of the very best vacation weeks of my life, really, we had tons of fun and good food (you wouldn't believe what they can do with cheese, in the Alps)
And then Husband decided to show us how like Froglet he was, and snowboarded down the hill on the tiny saucer-like-tobogan. For a while, he looked every inch the dashingly handsome daredevil, and we cheered him on. And then he looked the perfect idiot as the saucer turned and he fell shoulder first in a heap of insufficient snow.
We were still laughing when he came back up and we saw his stricken, completely white face. "My shoulder hurts" he said, and sat down heavily and went in shock.
Yeah.
To cut a long story short, it looks as if he's doing a bit better now, and we suspect a pulled muscle or something. No, we don't know for sure, for we are still waiting for the results of the X-ray *glares murderously at incompetent fool of a doctor*
He's got his arm on a makeshift sling.
Husband *has arm on makeshift sling*
rainette *sprays coffee*: what do you think you're doing?
Husband: I made myself a sling?
rainette: With the glod threaded pashmina shawl my mum gave me for my 40th birthday?
Husband: ...
No-one tell my mum, please. He's using another shawl, now: off-white and almost business-like, if it weren't for the pretty, girly fringe. *g* Oh well, he's got a sewing machine, his colleagues think he's weird, anyways.
Since he's also desperately right-handed, work and other things have become difficult for him, and apparently he can grab the mouse with his right hand, provided he uses his left hand to bring his right hand to the mouse first *headdesk*
In other news, my back gave in after two days of lugging little children up the stairs (what is it with Christmas party that they always end up WAY after bedtime?), and I got Husband to rub my back with Tiger Balm.
Husband *rubs left-handedly, thus slightly toughly*
rainette: meep
Tiger balm *stinks and smarts*
Husband: well, one thing about tiger blam is that it clears your sinuses as well. rainette: how very true. I can't hear the cat snore anymore.
Husband: no, but that's cos the cat caught one whiff of the thing and fled
rainette: ...
Tiger balm: lalala, I'll make you feel cold, C-O-L-D as in FREEZING, and then I'll make you feel sit-on-a-volcano HOT, just you wait.
rainette *feels cold*: wah, cold!
Husband: wait til it gets hot.
rainette *feels HORRIBLY HOT* OMG HOT!
Husband *is amused*
rainette: You know what?
Husband: What?
rainette: Tiger Balm isn't supposed to heal you at all. It's just supposed to create a diversion.
Husband: go to sleep.
rainette *goes to sleep and dreams of extra-spicy curries, volcanos and glaciers*
But I really shouldn't complain, cos yesterday evening, I caught Froglet and Tadpole sitting together on the stairs, with their little heads together over Froglet's library book, and Froglet was reading Tadpole a story, and Tadpole was listening intently.
They're adorable kids, if I say so myself, and I am so happy that they are each other's best friend.
thank you
seshat1 for the pretty icon!
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Date: 2005-12-13 06:43 am (UTC)I HATE tiger balm. I mean, it works and all, but the suffering you have to go through while you are waiting for it to work is horrible. :P I used it on my shin splints but OMG ouch. Not fun.
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Date: 2005-12-13 04:20 pm (UTC)I'm still smelly, and I still hurt, wtf?
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Date: 2005-12-13 06:48 am (UTC)Actually, in a lot of your conversations with your hubby.
Good to know that there're others out there as nuts as us. I personally think the ability to lovingly mock each other is the sign of a healthy relationship.
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Date: 2005-12-13 04:25 pm (UTC)It's not being nuts, it's enjoying life, and it's intimacy, too. ;) Who cares what other people would think, they're not here to see you, and besides, you're happy, and that's the main thing.
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Date: 2005-12-13 06:57 am (UTC)*pets husband carefully*
*stops laughing, as I have no room to speak*
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Date: 2005-12-13 04:26 pm (UTC)He says he's doing better though...
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Date: 2005-12-13 07:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-13 04:27 pm (UTC)Yes, I just figure Tadpole is the REALLY SMART one, cos she will not be pushed into doing anything she doesn't like (I had two lessons. I should have stuck to the après-ski delight and not have bothered)
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Date: 2005-12-13 08:57 am (UTC)Poor Mr. Rainette, though. I hope he feels better soon.
You know, Tiger Balm is good for pulled muscles....
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Date: 2005-12-13 04:28 pm (UTC)On a different note, I believe Froglet maths skills may now be more advanced than yours. *ducks*
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Date: 2005-12-13 10:36 am (UTC)Also, your adventures cheer my days. You should be on more often. Then again, so should I, these days.
That icon STILL makes me giggle. Far too amusing those. *laughing*
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Date: 2005-12-13 04:29 pm (UTC)THANK YOU FOR THE ICON! *squishes you*
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Date: 2005-12-13 11:57 pm (UTC)So glad you like! Also, because I couldn't afford to send anything interesting with your card this year :(
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Date: 2005-12-13 12:28 pm (UTC)I have not heard of this Tiger Balm you speak of. Sounds kinda bizarre.
And the story-reading? Can we get a big huge AWW. That is adorable.
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Date: 2005-12-13 04:30 pm (UTC)Apparently my hair stylist puts it on burns when she burns herself. Can I have a big collective OW?
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