words and lack thereof
When poetry is required
Saturday, September 4th, 2010Many moons ago I used an excerpt of T.S. Eliot’s ‘Marina’ to reveal the gender of Miss Immyjim. Tonight I feel compelled to revisit and meditate on this poem in full: Quis hic locus, quae regio, quae mundi plaga? What seas what shore what grey rocks and what islands What water lapping the bow And [...]
Remember me?
Tuesday, August 24th, 2010*waves shyly* Yes I am still here, and yes I really do want to get back to blogging. Just tidying up a few minor impediments first: Periodic episodes of numbness and pain in my hands that has the medicos perplexed. House decluttering, wallpaper stripping and new floor laying. Mr hissychick’s new business venture. Writer’s block. [...]
Sorry kids
Tuesday, April 20th, 2010Gazing into my smudgy with fingerprints crystal ball I foresee some difficult questions being asked of me by misses E and I in the not too distant future (of course it’s a given with miss A but that’s another story). I am not talking about the usual sex/death/meaning of life suspects. Although of course I [...]
Sorry sweetheart, the space-time continuum is unfortunately out of Mummy’s reach
Saturday, August 8th, 2009“Why do the days keep going around and around Mummy? Make them stop, they’re too quick!” Good question darling A. Somehow I find myself eighteen and a half weeks pregnant, which should not be so surprising to me given the size of my belly and the random kicks from within. Our major scan where we [...]
Blogger’s block (again)
Saturday, July 25th, 2009Hi there. Nice weather we are having…. Um. I’ve been meaning to post for a while, but being the queen of slack tarts and sadly addicted to the non time consuming or undivided attention requiring farcebook I just haven’t felt the creative juices flow in the way required for a blog post worthy of your [...]
A tenacious heart
Monday, July 13th, 2009Nana made it through her surgery, which involved repair to her tricuspid valve, insertion of a pacemaker and the repair of a hole that was discovered during the course of the operation. Quite a feat for an octogenarian. She will be in an induced coma for the next couple of days to allow for optimal [...]
A brave heart
Sunday, July 12th, 2009I am sitting here tonight, a tiny gold key on a chain around my neck, a talisman against my fear for what tomorrow may bring. My lovely and brave Nana, at eighty five years young, faces risky open heart surgery in the morning. The gold key adorning my neck was her 21st present from her [...]
When words fail you
Thursday, March 26th, 2009The hissychicks went to our local Early Childhood Health Centre for A’s four year old developmental check today. As some of you are already aware, mr hissychick and I have some concerns about our precious eldest girl’s tendency to absolute silence outside of a small trusted circle of family and friends, a personality trait that [...]