Arsenal.... an odd word?

I have a mental block on Thursdays, I must have. Yesterday, I had the life leached out of me..... but today, to imperfectly coin a Klingon warcry,  is a good day to live. My dad said on my wedding day that I was like a combination of Tigger and Eeyore, either up or down but not a lot in between. That seems fair comment this week.

Ad has been away and although there has been no drama, bar the potential fridge fiasco, golly it has been hard work. Tired and still poorly from before Christmas, we've all been short-tempered, particularly Abs.
So new enthusiasm and creative responses are required from me to prevent WWIII breaking out. Something else to pull out of my arse....nal.