and then there was the ‘when good parents go bad’ incident.

My thanks to Bec for posting for me – I was still in post traumatic shock at that stage.

It has warn off me slightly, but I think that’s largely due to LOTS of comfort eating – including a bowl of Doritos Cheese Cornchips, refried beans and sour cream.

Also – the fact this afternoon I decided to stop feeling so friggin’ bad as it wasn’t my decision or actions that lead to the pallor now hanging over our house. I know pallor isn’t the right word, but I feel like using it. Back off.

Then, texting Chef to see how he was fairing today, to get the reply ‘shit’.

The guy is hurting. That is enough for me.