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Saturday, July 26, 2008

I think the most worrying symptom of Lisa's pregnancy so far is that her belly button now looks like an angry monkey...

Going Ape
I think it's Dr. Zaius from Planet of the Apes. And I don't like the way he's looking at me. It reminds me of the face on Mars...

Mars Bar
Which is ironic because Lisa's stomach is now the size of a planet.

Sadly however, it looks like I could be the only member of my family poking Martian craters with my finger on a daily basis, because the results are in from the European Space Agency and, inexplicably, Big Sis hasn't made it through to the next round of selection. Obviously having a personal letter of recommendation from the Pentagon, and a USAF Colonel willing to testify on her behalf, counts for nothing these days. If only she was German.

As for me, it's been a busy few days at work and I'm as tired as a sloth with M.E., but the good news is IT'S MY BIRTHDAY WEEKEND! I'll only be 34 for another three days, so to celebrate the fact that I'll be hitting forty before my child starts school, my entire family are coming down to Brighton for the day to take me out for a meal. Well I say my entire family. My Dad's busy entertaining Essex with a magic show, so he can't make it. But my brother's coming down with his wife and daughter. Or he was until an hour ago. Unfortunately he's now doubled up in pain with some hideous infection, and can't leave the house. Which is a shame, because I haven't seen him for seven months. Frankly I meet up with Big Sis more often, and she lives in Australia.

My sister-in-law's refusing to leave her husband's side, so as things stand right now, it's down to my Mum and niece. They're still trying to think of an excuse. I just need Lisa to come down with a bit of morning sickness, and I'll have the restaurant to myself.