Archive for November, 2008

Floored

Sunday, November 23rd, 2008

Dearest friends inside of the computer, I may be offline for a few days as we* are ripping up the carpet and getting the floorboards done over the next few days.  The rugrats and I will be staying at my parents house in the interim.
I will catch up with you all upon my return. Stay […]

Completely suss(ed)

Thursday, November 20th, 2008

A (playing with some new Little People that I had thrown into our weekly shopping on a $4 whim): Emily*, I need a plane for my dollies so that we can fly to Nanny and Pa’s house together.
Me: Well why don’t you write a letter to Santa and ask him?  You never know, if you’re […]

Time out. Again.

Monday, November 17th, 2008

Hello internerds.
I have nothing of note to post and am in a very hissy mood because E, although mostly and slowly recovered, has decided to scream blue murder if she is placed in a cot to sleep anytime between 6 am and 8pm. I in turn have been spending a large proportion of these hours […]

Not doing sick very well

Wednesday, November 12th, 2008

Tell me people, whatever happened to the good old fashioned 24 hour stomach bug?   E is still sick. She has lost so much weight and has so little energy from this stupid illness and the lack of sleep that has accompanied it (daytime sleep even though I am waking one to two hourly in the […]

Crotch vomit

Monday, November 10th, 2008

Mr hissychick has a new and charming nickname for me, and it is the title of this post.  Add this new moniker to the facial hair that he is sporting in support of Movember and he has just guaranteed that he will not get any action for quite some time yet.
I’ve worn several episodes of […]

About bloody time

Thursday, November 6th, 2008

Voters of the USA,
Well done.  The rest of the world thanks you.
Now let us never speak of the last eight years of lunacy again.

Sweet sixteen

Tuesday, November 4th, 2008

Cheeky gorgeous miss E, I’ve been meaning to write an update post on you for a while, slack tart Mummy that I am. Sorry about that my darling.
You are so completely and utterly delicious right now that I  vacillate between wanting to press pause so that I can savour this truly delightful period in your […]

“I was just pretending to be a money box”

Sunday, November 2nd, 2008

That was the reason we overheard A giving her Melbourne based grandparents on the phone tonight for Friday night’s shenanigans.
Funny as that was I most certainly wasn’t laughing when mr hissychick told me that he had called an ambulance en route to the hospital when A was drooling because she was unable to swallow […]