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Last week, I came across Free Rice, a vocabulary~testing game. I’ve been playing every day, and I can feel my vocabularic muscle being strengthened already.

Here, have a feel.

Ahem…  Not. There.

For each word you get correct, 20 grains of rice will be donated through the UN World Food Program to help support those hit hardest by the world food crisis.

They are mums, dads, grandparents, aunties, uncles and children. And regardless of how hard we have been hit by inflation, it’s hit them 100 times harder.

Now, this is not going to solve the problem, but it may make a small difference to someone out there.

There are one or two tests that Dr Lewis (my new CFS doc) has asked me to have done and I did a couple on Monday.

One in particular was pretty awful, so of course that’s what I’m going to tell you about. I’ll try not to be too graphic.

When I rang to make an appointment for the tests, the girl insisted that I needed to come see them so that they could “explain things”.

I fursed about it to WonderHubby, and then went to see them.
Control freaks.

When I went in I learnt that it wasn’t to tell me anything, it was to give me something. And not an early birthday present, either.

The nurse took me into a private room and then disappeared into a cupboard. She reappeared holding a 4 litre bottle.

That’s right, US viewers, it held almost a gallon.

“What’s that for?” I asked innocently.

“It’s for your 24 hour urine test.”

“I beg your pardon? How much do you pee each day?” No, I didn’t say it, but I was thinking it.

I definitely fursed under my breath though. We buy milk in smaller bottles.

To make matters worse, the hole through which I had to pee was just over an inch across.

Who exactly designs these things? They never thought a woman would use one, that’s for sure.

I seriously needed a funnel, people.

In the end, I ended up with less than two litres in the bottle, which must have been a huge disappointment for whomever was doing the testing.

I still can’t work out which was the worst part.

Providing the… erm, liquid, or carrying a huge, sloshing bottle of it through the shopping centre in my shoulder bag.

Euww….

Thanks to overwhelming demand, I am delighted to bring you a brand~new section of Kidzarama, Blog Mojo.

Yes, all five of my readers asked for it, and now here it is!

What on earth have I started?

So, here’s how it will work.

• Each Tuesday I’ll post a sentence, a picture, a single word or a collection of unrelated words here.

It could be absolutely anything, depending on how silly or serious I’m feeling at the time.

• Any time you’re feeling kind of blah about writing something, you can call by and take a look through the latest prompts.

• Then, feeling totally inspired and reinvigorated, you will be able to go back to your own wonderful blog and spew forth pure gems of wisdom and joy.

• You don’t have to publish your post on any particular day. Just send me an email when your post is up, and I’ll link to it here at Kidzarama.

Everyone goes through patches of writer’s block. We could all use something outside of ourselves to reignite the spark at times.

I’ll probably be using this as much as anyone.

If you’d like to link back, it would be greatly appreciated.
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Just copy and paste this html gobbledegook into the html of your post.

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Oh, I nearly forgot what with all the excitement and trumpet fanfares…

Today’s prompt is the following sentence:

I’d rather they didn’t sell them in packs of twelve…

Could be a rant, could be funny or wistful.
I’m looking forward to seeing where you can take it.

I’ve had this recipe for a few years and haven’t actually tried it until now because Wren & Mr Bump have such sensitive skin.

Then it suddenly occurred to me that they don’t have to lather their hands with it.
We actually have some paintbushes in the house!

What a great idea: Painting with paintbrushes. D’oh.

Okay, so I’m not exactly painting with a full palette at the moment.

You will need:

• PVC glue
• Shaving Cream
• Food coloring
• Paint brushes.

What to do:

Put some pvc glue into a small container and add shaving cream.

Mix gently until the consistency is thick and even. Your mixture needs to be thick but still puffy.
Does that make sense?

Add some more food colouring for stronger colours. Make all sorts of different colors in separate containers.

Paint thickly to create puffy artworks and allow to dry.

Other thoughts:

• Jazz it up by adding a bit of fine glitter.
• Use a black permanent marker to draw a picture that has large areas to fill in.

By the way, Wren wanted me to say a huge “thank you” to everyone who said “get well soon”.

~She’s back on track and arguing with her brother again.

Life is back to normal, thank goodness.

Not what Wren had planned for today, the poor angel.

She’s had a temperature on and off and dozed her way through the day.
Not to mention headache and general aches & pains.

She has her water bottle and empty ice cream container (in case).

We’re keeping an eye on her and she’s going to sleep in with WonderHubby & I tonight.

No school tomorrow, either.

The school holidays start next weekend, and I’m not having us sick all the way through the two weeks like we were the last time.

Update tomorrow…