And Tia thought it was windy when she visited in April. IN the wise words of a friend. “I shall not hang my washing out today in fear it may end up in Fiji”. Me too. lol.
Anyone else suffering from winter-itis? I swear I cannot handle many more of this dark-at-7.45am-still days. Apparantly sitting under fluorescent lighting will help. I have fluroescent lighting in the batcave. I now have a medical reason to scrap. Perfect.
A new BasicGrey line – Infuse. This one seems specifically designed just for me. lol. Love it. I see everyone desperatly outclicking to the BasicGrey website. New diecut shapes and letter stickers. Greens, pinks, reds, gorgeous. A bright ray of sunshine on a gloomy day.
Go TEAM NZ! No doubt there is a lot of work beating Alinghi will not be easy but pleeease bring that cup home! I’ll be getting up to watch those races. Well, the 5th one at least ;o)
I’ve lost the plot. This proves it. (Scroll to the bottom and click on featured products. Those beads are still on there.. sticky stuff that dimensional magic… 10 days and counting…)
I failed being a successful parent yesterday. Well. It started Ok. It ended badly. My 8 year old is just exercising his right to practice his independance, I know, BUT it drives me nuts. Just before he was meant to go to bed he stood up. Hands on hips. He says. “I will not go to bed. Nothing you do or say or no punishment you come up with will make me”.
I just looked at him. I stood up. I walked to where his tamagotchis were and I picked them both up. I looked at him straight in the eyes and threw those tamagotchis up on top of the kitchen cupboards. “Go to bed” I said. “I was just triiiiiicking” he wailed as he walked down the hallway.
I went down to his room, tucked him in, all that stuff and walked back to the kitchen where my hubby was.
“I am SO GOOD at that ” I said to Paul. I was perfectly convinced I had won the battle in a fabulous parenting manner. I could give the tamagotchis back after an apology from Jacob in the morning.
Paul looks at me. “Any chance you heard that funny noise as the tamagotchis hit the top of the cabinets? You know, like they were falling down behind the pantry in some unretreivable-even-by-unwound-coat-hanger type of place?”
There are HOLES on top of the kitchen cabinet? That let things fall in unretreivable places? Women did not design that kitchen did they. Such flaw in design.
Ok so long story short. Jacob has no idea that in 8 degree weather, wind that could fly a washing to Fiji, torrential rain and pitch darkness that his Daddy (note not his Mummy) had to go outside to the shed and find something to retreive said tamagotchis. This was done. The major hookey thing with extremely long handle was made. Tamagotchis were retrieved. It was not easy. Positive thing is that the top of the kitchen cabinets were dusted with my hubby’s clothes as he lay across them. lol.
“I’m sorry you married an idiot” I said to Paul as he handed me the toys.
he didn’t answer me. LOL.
laters.
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