I don't consciously try and make the blog titles esoteric or cryptic even..they just pop out of my head, all baked and ready to go. Quite like how this happened. And in case anyone is interested (Pshaw! Yeah right...) how that happened...read it right here. Onto the actual stuff I wanted to convey...I've been doing... Continue Reading →
Gym Diaries: Jelly Arms & Pokey Things
This Thursday my trainer started me out on a slightly ramped up routine. Either that means that YAY! my stamina is increasing or that I really need as much help as I can! Am sure it's a good blend of both because I do find it easier to get back into a groove without getting... Continue Reading →
Of Hip Hinges&Mountain Climbing…
The beginning of the week brings pleasant albeit tiring surprises in the gym.
Tales of A Pear-Shaped Femme
Gasp, puff and pant..
How To Talk So Kids Will Listen
This is going into the category of a bloglet viz it'll be brief. There's a book my husband bought me once the brat started pre-primary...it's called How To Talk So Kids Will Listen And Listen So Kids Will Talk. Since the book did not mention anything about how to talk so husbands will listen and stop leaving... Continue Reading →
The Mine Field That Is My House
Getting to and into bed turns into an obstacle course full of adventure in the dark! So what else is new?
After School Huffiness
The brat got off the school bus with two holes in the school uniform that hadn't been there when he'd got on the bus in the morning. When I asked him (with a slight frost in my voice) he told me that a "Screaming Death" had made the holes. For the uninitiated, a Screaming Death... Continue Reading →
Yet Another Epiphany
I had another Ah-HA! experience this morning while "attempting" to explain to MLM why something is desirable and why something isn't. People (parenting experts, those whose kids are no longer a pain-in-the-ass and those who are blissfully childless) usually say that it sets a bad example to communicate with a growing child using largely negatives... Continue Reading →
There’s A Dinosaur In My Bra!
No. I'm not high. Yes, I wish I was. And yes, I have a child. Ergo the weird things ending up where they ideally ought not to. Sitting down and finding a clothes pin jammed up in your butt crack is passe. Stepping on Batman and theoretically emasculating him when you get up to pee... Continue Reading →
Zero. Dark. 2:37 AM
I wanted my first post in the new year to be witty, funny, tongue-in-cheek but I guess I'll be falling back on my old form of ranting about my kid. My forte in life et al. This morning my darling ray of sunshine switched on all the lights in my room at 2:37 am and... Continue Reading →
