I nabbed this meme from The Rotten Correspondent. It’s been ages since I did a meme so I figured I’d inflict a really loooooong one on you. I’m sadistic like that.
1. What is in the back seat of your car right now?Two car seats, a small Rubbermaid tote full of toys, crumbs, bits of cracker, an empty juice box or two.
2. When was the last time you threw up? Last Wednesday.
3. What’s your favorite curse word? Crap. [...]
Archive for February, 2008
Last night, we dashed into town for a quick shopping trip after dinner. We got stuck at the bottom of the driveway, and I helped Neil shovel the slush (Spring is coming!) out of the way so we could get a better run at it. As I sucked in the lovely tang of the slightly chill air, I smiled, and found myself enjoying the work. During our drive into town I was singing along with the girls’[...]
I’ve always been a decade or two behind when it comes to music. I grew up listening to a fun mix of 70’s funk, 60’s protest music, and a “Hooked on Classics” record that I would listen to as I spun myself into a silly twirly pile of nausea in our shag carpeted living room.
I didn’t listen to the radio, but I did have my own record player and a handful of my mum’s old records. Some[...]
I have had a breakthrough in house cleanliness. Her name is Dedee. While individually we are fabulous women, together? We are…umm…even more fabulous. Yes.
We have taken the concept of The Done List and applied it in exponential fashion. The Done List, for those of you unfamiliar with the concept, is a record of what you achieve during the course of the day. I’ve found it to be a lovely motivational tool, especially as I leave a copy where Neil can[...]
I got dressed.
Alas, given the recent pattern of my life this is an event worthy of report.
I am even going to leave the house. And run errands and whatnot.
Monumental. I know.
Please may I never take my health for granted again, because it would be really nice not to have to be humbled like that a second time.
My body is functioning a wee bit better but my brain? Mush. So I’m linking to one of my new[...]
I am a really slow learner. Not slow in general, per se. I mean, come on, I’ve got that Sudoko thing down! No, what I’m referring to is those little life lessons that we sometimes have to have a do-over on. I’m to the point now where much of my time seems to be spent wincing and smiling in a sheepish fashion as I mutter, “Riiiight…I’d forgotten about that one. Ouch.”
I’ve so many weaknesses I’m[...]
Emma was rather slow to wake up the other morning. I scooped her up into my arms and she twined her arms around my neck, mumbling rather drowsily.
Me: What’s that honey?Emma: I neeeeed you Mommy.Me: I need you too, Emma. I love you very much.Emma: And I need Daddy too. And Becca. I need my Mommy, Daddy, and my Becca. And my doctors.Me: (Bemused) Doctors?Emma: (Fervently) Yes, my doctors. My doctor fixed my broken[...]
Wednesday night was by far the most physically traumatic experience of my life. Yes, even factoring in the birth of my two little girls. At least during the labor process I had a vague understanding that it would, eventually, end. And that there would be a lovely wee babe to enjoy afterwards.
I had no such hope pulling my through on Wednesday night. I feel the need to record this, but you may not want to read[...]
I’ve peered bleary-eyed at the comments on my last post and my, what a wonderful group you are! I feel the need to explain why you might now see me much in the next few days though. Here I’ve posted about how much I love my cyber-friendships, so disappearing without an explanation would be extra rude somehow.
Our household has been struck with a nasty tummy bug and I spent the entirety of last night into the wee hours[...]
I’m sure there are a handful of my readers who aren’t bloggers themselves (Hi Mum!), but for those that are, I have a question.
Do your online friendships have a negative impact on your real life friendships?
I’m noticing a worrying trend myself. I was catching up on the phone with a gal pal yesterday and I found myself feeling a bit snarky. I mean, here she was telling me what had been going on with her and I was[...]
