Walking to school yesterday we bumped into two girls from Cappers’ class, Clipclop*and Lucy**. “Hi Clipclop!” Cappers exclaimed excitedly. While they squealed and did some complicated happy dance followed by an even more complicated hand thingy involving singing about coconuts and punching each other on the arm, I waited. “Um, HIIIIII Lucy,” said pointedly, nudging…
Archives for May 2012
At what point do we become responsible?
A friend is staying with her husband even though he beats her daily and sometimes twice daily. He goes out every night and sleeps with other people. He creepily smells the lady next door’s underpants on their communal washing line. Fuck! My friend has serious internal battles that mean her self-esteem is appalling low and…
Oooh, look at the pretty picture!
Look, over there! Distraction is a wonderful thing when all you want to say is ‘make it stop, make it stop!’. Anyway, Christie has very conveniently posted up my “Mum in the Hotseat” contribution over on Childhood 101 today. Do come over and read about the best mistake I ever made. ♥ [This is Stephanie…
The censored post
I put a post up here this afternoon and took it down again within the blink of an eye. Seriously, it was here for about 90 seconds and then it was whipped back into my draft pile. That Pile of Whoa – as in whoa nelly, don’t say that! I’ve received 7 emails about that…
52 weeks of grateful: nurture
The number one reason that I love my recent ‘life change’ is that I get to spend more time with my crazy little Tsunamis. I am not suggesting for a minute that they were in any way neglected whilst I was working hard in the grey world. Not at all. I believe that the more…
Things they didn’t tell you about parenting
You might be seeing a little bit about a certain book here and there in the blogisphere. It happens when 32 bloggers are brought together into a sensational ebook for a sensational cause. All proceeds from the sale of this book go to Project 18, a charity established by Cate Bolt, an amazing Australian mum…
Old friends and the harshest critic
Nothing makes me more uncomfortable than visiting with a bunch of old friends. I’d rather deliver a speech to a room full of 1000 tomorrow than rock up to dinner with a cast of 10 tonight, eight years since I’ve seen many of them. It’s not that I don’t like them. Indeed, I like them…
Loving: Mr Printables
Sometimes I find a sight that makes my heart skip a beat. Sometimes it’s a site. Do yourself a huge favour and check out Mr Printables. I cannot get enough. That’s their “Say hello to the Cone Girls” up there. Adorbs, right? And if you think this post is a little bit short… it is!…
The reality of imaginary TV friends
I can’t stop the feeling that I know many of the people on reality TV. This is quite different from my other feeling that movies stars would want to be my best friend if they met me. Rather, every year when the new batch of dancing, singing masterenovators is announced, I think, “I’m sure I…
Giveaway winner and some clutter busting tips
Comment number 33 was the lucky number to win The Crafty Kid giveaway. Come on down, Tas from Little Boozle! Have a lovely Saturday evening, everyone. I’m making a roast for dinner and eating that roast is what I’m doing tonight. Today I found some brilliant ways to beat that horrible Clutter Monster to the curb….