Been a while since we’ve written anything.  I don’t like to complain because I know essentially I have my health, a nice family and a pretty good life and there are a gubillion people worse off than me.  But for a while there, I wasn’t having a great deal of luck.  A colleague of mine calls me Kirin (or something similar) which means sunshine and she asked me if my luck had changed as it’s a lucky Hindu name.  I guess it has really, I replied.  My pay was cut by 10% (all temps at UBS had the same cut apparently), the value of my house has plummeted, I’ve had a really bad cough for 3 weeks that I couldn’t get rid of, I reversed into a concrete pillar and smashed the back of the car, the weather has been depressingly crappy, I lost my favourite ring and Stew the rabbit died.

However, since then, I’m feeling lots better, I’m thankful I still have a job at the moment, the boot of the car still opens and closes, the guinea pigs (Jean and Paul) are doing fine and it snowed today (which kind of makes freezing cold temps worth while – almost).  We had a lovely evening with the ante-natal group at Lou’s annual fireworks evening and this Wednesday I’m out with the girls for our monthly night out. And Greg is coming around next Sunday too so that will be a nice catch up.

Shay and Zac are doing well.  Shay’s swimming lessons are going well and Zac loves the pool too.  Zac’s talking is almost too good (‘I don’t want to’ is his latest phrase and kind of annoying).  Shay’s class at nursery is doing a Christmas play and Shay might be Joseph.  Even if he isn’t, the ‘maybe’ is a lot further in drama than I ever got.  He sees his friends from our ante-natal group in the weekends and really enjoys playing with them.

K.