Thursday, 31 July 2008

a woot-ish kinda day

squee for MissKrin moving o/s next year

squee for MissFinn booking her tickets home to visit us at the end of this year

squee for MissDawn making it home safely after her o/s jaunt

such squee-ness

oh and I woke from from my nap a pleasant few minutes earlier before Torby launched himself onto the bed with bed tousled hair and red cheeks an post-nap eyes telling me he loves me and wondering if I slept well.

teh woot!

Tuesday, 29 July 2008

This is my happy dance

I kept hearing a song on JJJ but never could catch the name of the song or the band. Tres frustrating.

I finally resorted to using Yahoo Answers and it worked!!!

This is the song. Silhouttic by Birds of Tokyo.


Monday, 28 July 2008


I managed to hurt my foot again this morning on the step between living room and hallway (I am teh clever and graceful)
Despite Torby kissing it berret and patting me on my back, it still hurts.

Painkillers, refried cous-cous,roast vegies and lamg, and a bakery treat from the markets, how water bottle and episodes of 'Angel' are helping to cheer me up.

I still want a real foot, bored of this one.

Sunday, 27 July 2008

It's all her fault

So, Friday night was a 'lets get together at Meg & Jamies and get photos of the frocks Spyd made 'cause she hasn't seen them properly yet' session. (For those following along at hoime, Spyd is a friend and a chick what sews stuff. She recently made some beeyotiful frocks for a friend of ours who was being Queen in the SCA. Spyd also live in a state far, far away. okay, not that far but it may as well be. She was in Syd this weekend for some warmth and blue skies, the fool)

I arrived at about 4:30pm.

Wine was poured

Other people showed up at some point

Wine was poured

Dinner was had

Wine was poured

Frocks were put on

Wine was poured

Photos were taken

Wine was poured

Lovely conversations were had

Wine was poured

People left

Wine was poured

People went to sleep

Wine was poured

some more conversation

Wine was poured

you get the idea.

11hrs after starting, we finally stopeed.

Saturday was not very pretty for anyone involved.

We slept a lot.

We lay on the couch a lot

We watched 'Angel' and Nw fell asleep at about 9:30, I made it to about 10 before giving up.

As is our habit, we went to Meg & jamie's on Sunday morning to hang about and go to the local markets. There's a jumping castle and occasionally petting zoo and/or pony rides for the kids. There's the nummy bread and baked goods and the good meat and the good vegies and the nummy dumplings for the grown-ups.

As is also our habit, we then retired back to M&J's house for a cup of tea and some eating of the baked goods.
Other people returned to their own houses and Nw had already taken Torby away for a nap.

As is not our habit of a Sunday afternoon, some wine was poured....

11 hrs after arriving on their doorstep, we are now home again and I am lightly squiffy.

I completely blame Spyder.

Good thing she goes back down to stinky southern parts tomorrow, my liver can't handle it.

(shhh, don't tell her but it was also really t'riffic to catch up with her and the munchkin and watching all the kidlings running around together was an absolute joy. Shhhh)

Saturday, 26 July 2008

this blog


Drinking wine for 11hrs really isn't good for you is it.

fun though.

Thursday, 24 July 2008

teh cute

This afternoon I got told by my son 'I love you mummy' several times in a row.

I just about melted.

Wednesday, 23 July 2008

After a teensy nap (half hour if that) Torby has been making my life hell alla fternoon. Very strung out and over-reacting to everything (never have so many hugs and kiss betters' been demanded and recieved) and causing generally causing havoc.
I finally convinced him 15 minutes ago to get his pilow, blanket and nuk-nuk and come lie on the couch with me.
10minutes ago, his eyes started dropping
5minutes ago, he completely passed out.

Now he's the cutest thing in the world and I can't imagine ever being cross with him.

Ahh the power of forgetfullness motherhood brings

I have just made 2 perfect cups of tea in a row.

Never underestimate the power of a good cup of tea, let alone a perfect one.

Tuesday, 22 July 2008

It's just Like Stampy

I love these

Simon's Cat

I am loveing watching Buffy and now Angel episodes (thanks mugzz and smerg) but the dvd interface is truly atrocious on both.
You have to select the episode and then select to play it.
This is after you've figured out which episode is next. Is it left to Right or Up and down first? It changes regularly.
When episode is over, you have to push buttons to get back to the main menu to start over.

I just want to call them uop and yell at them for a bit. How frigging hard can it be?

Now grumpy dv shall go back to the happy place, watching S1 ep3 of Angela nd Spike is in it. mmmmm such a happy place.

Monday, 21 July 2008

Notes from my Monday

Getting myself ready in the morning for work, takes a lot less time than it does to get myself and Nw and Torby ready.

Starting work at 9:30am is really weird for me. I normally start at about 7. Half the day was over before I checked my first email. I also seem to need more coffee to get through the day. 3rd cup and counting.

It’s really annoying when the report you’re meant to work on isn’t ready last week like promised but instead will be maybe possibly done by Wednesday and I normally only work on Mon/Tues. Luckily, the t’riffic Grandma can look after him so I can swap Tues for Friday.

The Walking Boot O’ Doom makes me walk funny because it’s so ginormous. However, wearing my fabulous pointy knee-high boot of loveliness on the other foot helps by putting both feet at same height (you know what I mean). Also good that the one that needs a new heel put on it is the left one. Really should fix that so I can wear both of them when my foot is better.

Having a chat with an up-the-duff friend about childcare has made me realise how grateful I am that Torby goes to a good daycarer. He loves his A and she seems to love him as well as do both her daughters. It’s this extra family unit he’s growing up with. The fact that she’d raised two kids already (the youngest is just finishing high school I think) and then has spent the last 15years looking after 5 kids every day means that she’s a freaking sadist learnt to manage kids pretty well. He enjoys going there every week. He enjoys seeing the other kids and being spoilt by the two daughters and going on adventures. Makes me a bit sad to think that one day he’ll stop going to her and go to school instead. Pesky children and their nasty habit of growing up! Sending them off to be looked after by someone else is such a leap of faith. Glad ours worked out.
I think Torby is getting scared at night. Last night we were repeatedly woken by him crying out. Nw would get up and go into his room, settle him down again, come back to bed and then a few seconds/minutes later, he would cry out again. A lot of it was delaying tactics and he answered ‘yes’ when I asked him if he was a bit scared. I offered to sit with him for a little bit while he lay down in his cot. He was eventually happy with the idea of me leaving the door open to his room when I left to go back to bed. Will see what happens tonight.

I'm looking forward to going home soon. I forget how much my foot hurts after a day of not lying on the couch popping chocolates into my mouth. Need to drug myself up and close my eyes for a second I think.

Time to stop procrastinating and do a final bit of work before I get to scurry out of here. *long drawn out sigh*

Sunday, 20 July 2008


This afternoon, Torby popped his foot in a box and started walking around with his 'big shoe' on his broken foot.
Just like mum.
However, unlike my foot, kissing it better worked really fast.

evil red button

After drinking a wee smidge more than was good for me last night and staying up a wee bit later than is recomended, this website is about all that my brain is up for.

The big red button of time wasting-ness

Saturday, 19 July 2008


Torby has taken to climbing out of his cot, opening his door, running down the hall yelling 'hello mummy, hello daddy' and climbing into bed with us of a morning.

It's not such a bad way to wake up really.

Friday, 18 July 2008

it's not a snot, it's a snot monster!

so many tissues, so little breathing.

On happier note, I hobbled about in the sunshine today, went down to post office and thoroughly enjoyed the warm sunniness of it all.

Have also dicovered this site. As someone who can't complete a full paragraph, this really works for me. It's nice to put a thought to paper (well, you know) and not have to complete it.

ow, any of you that stil harbour some delusion that I'm not a warcarcknerd, stop reading now. We wouldn't want to shatter your illusions..

Started an arena team in warcrack with the lovely miss kat. it's the 2 of us against a random 2 person team and you fight 10 battles a week. Was fast (because we die really quickly) and kinda fun. We even won a battle. It's a very different style of play.

In comparison, joined a group to do a raid with a bunch of random peoples this afternoon. My god, who let the 12yr olds with no manners near the keyboard. Such a lot of bitching and moaning and no concept of politeness or how to deal with other people. I can see why people have been turned off playing wow. I just want to slap them all.

Now I should prolly get off my arse and go accomplish something today.

I leave you with a photo of a very young snolliver in a tigger suit. Just because I can.


Thursday, 17 July 2008



I finished a blankie!


has become this (Nw did all amchine sewing, I did piecing and 'broidery and design. You may think of it as I am the visionary and he is my minion :) )

there are a few more blankies to be done.

Finally remembered to take photo of cunning mugzzz' lap doiley (colours much better in real life)

Tomorrow there will be a hobble to post office and making of sausage rolls. Or so the theory goes.

pouty mcpoutpout

Due to pesky flight cancellations and reschedulings. I will not be spending the afternoon and evening hanging with my sister and family before they fly back to Shanghai.

This here is my pouty sad face.

be afraid, be very afraid has a list of 20 Baby Products Great for Traumatizing your Infant.

I may, or may not, have snorted my tea. Just sayin'

cross-posted at ForRattle

sometimes, the really simple things are the bestest.

Torby and I spent a delightful 10minutes this morning perched on the back step watching a man mow next-door's lawn. The excitement and glee on Torby's face was kinda priceless.

Wednesday, 16 July 2008

How to tell that you overdid it yesterday; have to call up the beloved husband at work and ask him to come home soonish as your foot hurts quite a bit because you would like to take some drugs (which knock me out) please.

How to tell that you have a lovely husband;

.. he comes home

Love you my love


Tuesday, 15 July 2008

First day back at work since the foot incident

Reasons why I prefer being at home to being at work

home has a couch
home has a heater and blankies to keep me snuggy warm
home has a cat to amuse me
at home I can lie on aforementioned couch reading and watching dvd's
at home I can play lots of warcrack
at home I can wear a tshirt and tracky-daks
at home I have varoious Gtalk and MSN so I can annoy my friends. I had to resort to emailing people this morning.

Reasons why work is okay..

the coffee from the cafe down the road
ummm, access to stationery supplies
ummmm, there must be something else...I'm sure it'll come to me
Oh I remember now.

They pay me.

Sunday, 13 July 2008

i is all grownded-up now

I made shepherds pie last night for the first time ever. It's such a grown up thing to make. 

It even tasted good.

My big sister even showed me mum's trick of smooshing the top with a fork to give it extra crispy bits (more effective if their gas oven ever browned things) thus making it a family secret handed down through the generations. kinda. sorta.

I found the recipe here

Thursday, 10 July 2008

phrase of the day is..

... "Oliver, get your hand out of your pants!"

The favourite resting place of his hand seems to be wedged down the back of his nappy.

someone elses child!

Wednesday, 9 July 2008

my cool thing for the day...

... having a delightful chat this morning with the 3yr old niece  on the phone.

Most of the sentences even made sense!

Tuesday, 8 July 2008

buffy has taught me...

..when you're evil, you have to wear black leather pants.

that is all.

Sunday, 6 July 2008

Lovely lazy Sundays

Have spent a delightful day hanging with family and chums.

My sister Nic was in town for a few hours so we gathered and went to the markets (I hobbled around on the manky foot like a trooper) and then returned to m&j's house for tea and baked markety goods. (Mmmmm baked goods)
Scored a new bag and some dvd's (yay for sister's what live in China), the children scored some tres cute silk jammies and we all scored some catch-up time.

Loved the synchronicity (I know such big words) of our sister being in town at same time as Jamie's brother being in town. Such familiness. Makes me happy.

Had big afternoon naps then dropped in on mugzz and smurg where I scored more Buffy episodes, some Veronica Mars and a fabulous lap blanky that she knitted with wool I got from some markets ages ago that's all hand dyed and spun. Great autumnally colours. We are time- sharing the blanky. Will take a photo when I can find my camera again.

Had really really yummy roast beef ninner. Was made from happy-dancing-organic cow. Soooooo good.

Now watching some more Buffy and will play some warcrack and wait for the piankillers to kick in (I probably shouldn't have done so much hobbling today - worth it though)

who doesn't love a fairy skirt and butterfly wings??

future blackmail material, originally uploaded by Miss DV.

I'm thinking lifesize at the door to his 21st birthday party.

Saturday, 5 July 2008

Queen size beds are not big enough to comfortably fit 2 adults, a cat and a squirmy toddler.

Fun though and a nice way to spend a few minutes in the morning.

The bedside clock is fascinating for Torby...all those numbers and they keep changing. What more could a boy ask for??

Life is better and less wah-wah now :)

20 years ago... mum died of cancer (4/6/88)

I still miss her.

I wish I had have been older when it happened so then I would have had more time with her. I wish my memories were clearer. I wish I still didn't get upset about it. I wish I hadn't had 20yrs of saying 'It's okay...I'm mostly over it'

I'm glad I spent the evening at Meg's house drinking and playing dumb games with family. It felt appropriate. It felt right. I'd already had my cry. I didn't want to be alone or even just with Nw. I needed my sister there. I needed to see all te kids ther and get hugs and kisses from them. I neede all the love that was in that house to wash over me and make it better.

And now, I need to go to bed and wake up happier and less self-indulgent.


Tuesday, 1 July 2008

i sense a theme

Have spent the day watching Buffy (Megzz sees my crippling as a great chance to evil me to the ways of Buffy) and reading the Carrie Vaughn novel 'Kitty Goes To Washington' (thanks JD)

Such supernaturalism (yes, it's a word)