It is Sunday I have small people which means anything after 6am is a lie in and you have to go from sleeping to full throttle in 10 seconds or less to keep up with them!
If I want to get from A to B then it is pedal power hauling the smallest small person in the trailer we have already cycled to the local sunday market to pick up the ribs the butcher did not have last week but promised to get me for this week, in the dark windy rain accompanied by thunder and lightening twas rather invigorating see mother nature in all her furious autumn glory.
Now its time for quick tea and change for User76 as she decided it would be fun to lay in a muddy puddle, I didn't fancy it but she found it highly amusing, then we are cycling over the shop to get the parents paper and then going into them and seeing if Nana is still up for coming to the Brickworks today in this weather for the last steam up of the season and ghostly goings on.
There will always be weather, you will always feel, time always ticks, much as I dislike some of these happy happy joy joy pictures the one that says sometimes you have to talk to a 3 yer old to understand life again is very true.
User76 is 3 and finds fun everywhere, if it rains and thunders and blows a gale well go lay in a muddy puddle for fun
Eat lots of garlic, take a couple of paracetamol, make chicken noodle soup with lots of chilli
to do! 
If you can't sleep then maybe try reading the collected speeches of John Major. Oh yes.
