The Best Medicine

We had an appointment at the building site today, figuring out how (and if) we'd get out water connected (seems to be not too much longer, keep your fingers crossed for us!!). I was not looking forward to this appointment. Actually, I was quite dreading it (yes, it has come down to that...), I'd rather have stayed at work without a break and with overtime. Thus was my mood when I got out and hubby picked me up. The girls were excited (which lifted the mood), Lily told me all about doing her duties hunting for electricity eaters (lamps that have been left on if no-one's in the room, appliances that are running for no reason, kindergarten is teaching her well!  ), and Violet complained about the usual kid at her class acting out (yes, yes, we all know Jacob!).

Hubby ended his report of the day so far mentioning that he had this one Weeble song stuck in his head:



Yes, I know, hubby sometimes listens to weird stuff, so I suggested that this was still better than having "Dancing Queen" stuck in your head!



He looked at me. "Thank YOU!!"  Oh my goodness did we laugh at the situation. It was absurd, not even really funny, but we both cracked up so badly over it. And the girls chimed in, not even sure why we laughed, but it HAD to be something funny, so just participate. It lifted my spirits beyond anything I can say. Laughing is indeed the best medicine ever. My day was saved, and hubby has "Dancing Queen" stuck in his head now. Mission accomplished  :-)