Those Mummies get odder every day! They are addicted to some new word game … Wordle I think it’s called and every night if M Kaz is getting ready for bed and it’s not far away from midnight, she talks about staying up just that little bit extra so she can do the Wordle as soon as it “drops”. It’s a while since she did that – they’ve been going to bed earlier so they can get up to go walking – but I did notice this morning at 3.30am that M Kaz was glued to her phone doing something – which turned out to be the Wordle. It must have been a hard one though because she didn’t do her usual fist-pump and “yes” – which is what she does when she’s happy with how many turns it takes for her to get it out. No, she just put the phone down and snuggled back into the bed. Okay, okay, it was my fault she was up at 3.30am in the first place – it’s not as though she set an alarm so she could get up then … but she doesn’t need an alarm when she has me! It’s so good to have them home … I just have to scratch at the side of the bed, near her sleeping machine tube, and M Kaz wakes up straight away and follows me to my food bowl so she can keep me company while I eat – because there are always cookies in there. Those Mummies are so good to me!
When they got up the next time, they were getting ready to go to breakfast but even though they were hurrying a little bit, they still found time to work on the Wordle. M Sooz was up first and had already had her shower by the time M Kaz finally woke up. That’ll teach her to be awake at all hours of the night! M Sooz was stuck on the Wordle and told M Kaz so – who then admitted she had been trying to get it out during the night and had even been trying to dream the answer … but hadn’t been able to. It was about then that M Sooz mentioned that she had the Y in right place at the end of the word. D’oh. And to think they’d even talked about not saying what letters they had while they were playing! With that piece of the puzzle, M Kaz was then able to work out the word and give M Sooz a hint so she could work it out as well. I think it was a hard word – and I could see why they had been stuck on it! (Spoiler alert: The word was EPOXY.)
A stranger came to the front door this afternoon and as soon as I heard his voice, I bounded out to protect M Kaz. He was offering to mow the yard or do other lawn work and while anyone could see that it really needs some TLC she told the gentleman “no thank you” and he went off to do someone else’s yard. I think she was a bit concerned because he hadn’t introduced himself when he was talking with her, or maybe because he looked like … well, a bit scruffy and not as well-presented as any of the other yard folk. But, as she said later, at least he was there … and we all know she still hasn’t been able to get a reply from Scotty even though she has put in a number of calls to him.
Nigella ... 