If only I could be at your party, I could perhaps have worn one of these:
But the truth of the matter is - I have to confess - I have been unable to get organised to buy a plane ticket and be there because I have been so completely mesmerised by the choice of gorgeousness over here, that I can't drag myself away from the screen.
Some of you might remember the armadillo of the week, of the day even. Some of you will remember King dillo and Betty dillo. [How could I have forgotten about Hippyrockdilloflower?]
There were cute dillos, funky dillos, scarey dillos, pie-plate dillos, birthday dillos, anaemic dillos.....
Dillos becomes a very strange word if you type/say it too often.
No, thats dillos not dildos.
I was just reminded of all the dillos, staring vacantly at my flickr-badge. (me staring vacantly, not the dillos) (though some of them do)
For those of you who don't remember that far back - and I certainly wish I didn't - this blog began with lettuce-eating. Yes - as a cure for insomnia. I blogged whilst eating lettuce and bananas in the middle of the night.
Once I was through the insomnia, posting pictures of our numerous armadillos seemed somehow like a good idea. Remember, I had been sleep-deprived.
I think most of our considerable collection appeared on this blog at some stage or another.
But not the Ur-Dillo. The father of them all.
Our collection began with this armadillo, who was - is - named eccremocarpus and who lived with us in Durham (in the far, chilly North-East of England) in our post-graduate-student days.
He was a wedding present. Believe it if you can.
A strange friend of M's, who had significantly more money than us (not hard at that time) had been tantalizing M with rumours of a wedding-gift-computer. Yes, its true - at one time we lived without a computer. In the week before our wedding we were on a train with him, and he suddenly said "Here - your wedding present" and threw the Ur-dillo onto M's lap.
Despite M's bitter disappointment at the non-appearance of the computer - which was never mentioned again - Eccremocarpus became a member of the family in a nerdy studenty sort of way - and that is it.
Quick quick quick, must get this posted before Catherine Tate.
I'm off tomorrow - straight from a day's teaching to the station - to visit Mum and Dad, and to take over from Dad for a while so that he can have a night and day off at a conference in London.
He's looking so tired, it will be extraordinary for him to have this time away, for himself - with hopefully a full night's uninterrupted sleep - after 6 months of constant care and nursing of my mother.
And I will be on duty, night shift Friday through to Saturday evening. Back home on Sunday evening.