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Dry run day today

It’s Friday. The last school day before I’m off to strange lands.

So, of course, I’m making Hubby do everything I usually do whilst I’m here to supervise ‘cause I’m a paranoid B.

So far he’s woken up Chaos [Autistic, age 6] to come on a walk with him, Mayhem and the hound, and then left her lag behind 'cause I was there to hold her hand. Not encouraging, Hubby dear.

He also somehow managed to ninja some cereal into the house under the guise of bringing fizzy drinks home. I applaud that. Anyone who out-ninja’s me is worth a gold star. It means I have much more to learn about being an urban ninja.

FYI- No, I do not do any of that shuriken, wasabi or fu-jitsu. I’m just talking about being sneaky. Whenever I’m a step or three ahead of whomever, I show off the evidence and calmly announce, “I am ninja.” Fun.

It fits well with my passive ability of Blend Into Scenery - something that always happens when I’m trying to make an inquiry in person at the info desk… But I digress.

It’s very hard for me to sit back and watch. I’m a Mum. Meddling is what I do. I have to fix, twiddle, tweak or otherwise make sure others are going in the right direction. Or the right direction according to me, if I have to be honest.

From the sound of things, breakfast went off without a hitch and lunches are in progress. I’m fighting the instinct to get up and help Chaos get her clothes on.

That’s Daddy’s job, today.

Now the internet is fixed...

I’m not diverting the ponies. They have served their purpose in keeping a nice, long queue for me.

Besides, I’m likely to fill up my queue with Thailand stuff anyway.

Got Hubby to walk the dog with me, this morning. As always, his ideas of hound control and mine differ greatly. And as always, his are super effective. When I get back, I’m going to have to use them.

In the great field of canid-related expenses,

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After eleven days of ponies...

You get this. An explaination as to why eleven days of ponies.

Long story short, the Internet died at home and I can no longer rearrange my posts, and posting more is a pain in the arse on my mobile devices.

But fret not, loyal followers! Soon, I shall be posting from/about Thailand! Pretty pictures, ahoy. Diatribes about why can’t we do X possibly accompanying same.

And in other news, the Hound has reached a point of annoyance where

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Paul McGann, pony-fied Doctor Whooves. They should so do some flashback episodes with him before he ages too much. Maybe a flashback to the...

Paul McGann, pony-fied Doctor Whooves.

They should so do some flashback episodes with him before he ages too much. Maybe a flashback to the time war… I know he wants to.

Yes, the movie sucked. Yes, I sometimes wish it never existed, but Paul McGann was a good Doctor. IMHO of course.

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Sylvester McCoy, last of the old-school pony-fied Doctor Whooves. I wish I wish I wish they had the question-mark umbrella. Sigh. I went...

Sylvester McCoy, last of the old-school pony-fied Doctor Whooves.

I wish I wish I wish they had the question-mark umbrella. Sigh. I went with what was there, and what was there was not a lot.

I loved this Doctor. And Ace. God, I adored Ace. I wish they’d bring her back, somehow.

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Colin Baker, pony-fied Doctor Whooves. I could NOT get the rainbow coat, so I settled for rainbow accessories. Should have made him a notch...

Colin Baker, pony-fied Doctor Whooves.

I could NOT get the rainbow coat, so I settled for rainbow accessories. Should have made him a notch chubbier, since half his episodes contained a companion mentioning his physique. Oh well.

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I'm leaving... on a jet plane...

I know when I’ll be back again.

Give yourself five geek points if you sang along, and ten if you yelled at the screen because I used the wrong words :)

Today’s the day. I’m headed overseas for the first time in my life.

And I’m a bundle of nerves that’s so bad that each of my nerves is a bundle of nerves and each of those nerves is nearly having a nervous

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Peter Davison, pony-fied Doctor Whooves. I didn’t much like the Davison Doctor. He was weak and needy in my eyes. But then, I’d...

Peter Davison, pony-fied Doctor Whooves.

I didn’t much like the Davison Doctor. He was weak and needy in my eyes. But then, I’d spent a majority of my life watching Baker. Maybe my ASD kicked in and I hated the change, which made me unfair to him.

And I’m one of the millions who never liked Adric. He was Wesly Crusher before Wesly Crusher was thought of. /hipster nerd.

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Tom Baker, pony-fied Doctor Whooves. I know he should have a scarf, but it was a toss-up between the vest and the scarf and I didn’t...

Tom Baker, pony-fied Doctor Whooves.

I know he should have a scarf, but it was a toss-up between the vest and the scarf and I didn’t like any of the scarves, so :P

If you don’t like it, make a better one. Photo-reply with your improvements.

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John Pertwee, pony-fied Doctor Whooves. He was hard to capture with the pony-maker. I had to pick a cape that showed the cutie mark and...

John Pertwee, pony-fied Doctor Whooves.

He was hard to capture with the pony-maker. I had to pick a cape that showed the cutie mark and something frilly ‘cause he was all about style.

And just to show off how much of a fogey I am… John Pertwee’s Doctor was my first Doctor. Yes folks. I’m a fossil.

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