There’s less than an hour until Harry Potter #7 is released. I’m reporting to you live from the place I’m to pick it up from. I’m sipping an extra large coffee and feeling slightly giddy because I am here sans husband and children. They opted out at the last minute; begging off due to the…
Karen: Do you want to get dressed up when we pick up the new Harry Potter book on Saturday morning? Would you like to be a wizard? Keira (wrinkling her nose): I don’t like wizards. I want to be a fairy. Karen (secretly dismayed, but putting on a brave face): How about you dress up…
Riley didn’t have a breastfeed tonight. I think the time has come to let nursing go. He is almost 16 months now. He did well; coped okay: until I’ve just put him down for bed and he’s realised I’m not joking. The chest patting and the groping weren’t a good enough hint. Sorry buddy, I’m…
I think it will be Voldemort; but that could be too obvious a choice, don’t you think? I think all this hoo-ha about it being Harry is just to put us readers off the scent. What do you think? Leave your opinion in the comments
Update: You know the annoying person in every class? The person who has to pipe up with such starters as, “In my experience….” or “This is what I do…”. The kind who clunks you over the head with enthusiasm, yes, but also with a kind of unnerving zap that you just want them to shut…
This past weekend we put our electric blanket on our bed. I should state for the record that, honestly, we really don’t need it. We don’t. We’ve done quite well these past few years without it. This year is different. We have decided we MUST have total comfort 100% of the time we are in…
Wild weather in Victoria, eh? We’re not flooding* but the rain has been wonderful. What I liked especially was this low pressure system came in from the east. The east! Unheard of! I keep looking up in the sky, waiting for Mary Poppins. The kids, bugger it, are sick. How can I tell apart from…
Yesterday, we were at the shops and having our customary muffin and coffee stop-off. Riley proceeded to take a gigantic bite out of a plastic spoon and half of it snapped off in his mouth. In my jumping up to retrieve the pieces, before he swallowed them and ripped his oesophagus, I knocked my coffee…
You may have noticed I’ve played with my sidebar, and several of my Miscellaneous Mum initiatives have vanished. This is because blogger was not playing nice with me this morning and refused to accept any and all changes to my (correct) code changes. So, like a vengeful God, I said, “F**k you then, links. You’re…
