Hardening Up

On Thursday I saw one of our regulars get out of the car and thought "Oh God, I DO hope she doesn't bring that bloody noisy little dog in with her today". It had been a frantic, loud morning and the last thing I felt like dealing with were other patients complaining. It's hardly healthy standards to have an aminal inside the medical centre, but it never seems to stop this lady, she must feel that everyone loves her pooch as much as she does.

How dreadful do you think I felt when she came out of the doctor's office looking miserable, then burst into tears, telling me she'd had to have her 'baby' put down just before Christmas? Poor lady.

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On the phone to Dan the other night:

Me: "I should probably blog again."

Him: "Yes you should."

Me: "But about what?"

Him: "About how great I am lol."

Me: "Yeah, but I try to keep my blog as factual as possible."


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To those in the northern hemisphere: It may give you some comfort to read that last night I went to catch up with some old friends of mine. Well not that part, but the fact that I was wearing a hat, scarf and gloves because it was so damn cold! I even went to bed wearing winter pjs. In FEBRUARY! Pah. That'll teach me for harping on about how much I thought I was going to melt in the heat recently.

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And to finish off, I wish you a very happy Valentines Day. I hope you all have/had a wonderful day with your loved ones. I don't particularly believe in Valentines Day, I know some of you know this about me...I feel there should be no one day of the year that we concentrate on, to show our feelings to those we share our hearts with.

I'd also like to go on record as saying, that despite what I wrote above, not only is Dan great, but behind closed doors he is positively magnificent! So, for you my darling, I send an extra special dose of kisses (and gropes) to the South Island *smooch*

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