Posted by: Alex
and, Mr. CEO, I booked my c-section for my boy for the 1st of October. Well, Doc is 95% sure it is a boy after my last scan (Tuesday). Who would have thought? Not me. I even warned my hubby that I wouldn’t go past 3 children in trying for a boy, so convinced was I that I’d be continuing the strong female lines in my family. For the record Mr. CEO, I am surprised. Nearly 15 weeks now, and I fit into less than half of my old wardrobe, but it’s all good.
I bought a thermometer yesterday, from my local veterinary supplies shop - they assured me it was manufactured for human use. We didn’t have one, and I thought I might like one to check if I really was dying from this ultra-persistent cold that’s been stalking me for the last while. I bought this one:
Nowhere on the box does it say “Made in China / Hong Kong / Japan”, but one classic piece of poor translation gives it away. Most of the package insert is translated in an understandable if still evident manner, with the exception of this classic point under the ‘notices’ heading:
Help user to be that square qualified technical staff repair, by but repair the parts that manufacturer appoint, can demand to offer to our company.
I think that means that only square people can repair this product, and they can demand to offer their services to the company if they wish to do so 
Take your own guess and put it in the comments section.
Oh, and it turns out I’m not dying. Or if I am, I’m doing so with a normal body temperature.
And now, because I don’t have much to say, I’ll give you some (poor quality taken with my phone) pictures.
My favorite girl dog, Cilla catching a nap while I got ready for work this morning. She manages to look so snuggly, despite being on a hard floor with one leg twisted out behind her at an awkward angle – she always lies like that.
George checking out the cat who ventured outside to check out the garden from the safety of the patio. She’s a really timid creature, but isn’t at all bothered by George who would really like to eat her and has been caught standing with his open mouth above her neck, drooling on her. She was totally oblivious, and he didn’t do anything, just held that pose. It’s a strange relationship they have.
The cat, her name is PussyCat because well, we couldn’t seem to come up with anything else, getting ready to pounce on the shadow created by me taking her picture of her in one of her favorite spots – behind the couch. Attacking shadows and light reflections (from your watch for example) are about as brave as she gets. Oh, and she sometimes attacks her own feet around a table leg.
April 30th, 2008 at 2:48 pm
If you have any c-section questions, feel free to ask. I’m quite happy with mine, the scar is small, I healed up quickly and I didn’t have any adverse reactions. The first day of healing is MISERABLE, but if you get up and walk around starting the second day, it’s not so bad. Our house is 3 stories, so I think all of that climbing up and down the stairs helped me to heal quickly!