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!
Thursday, 31 July 2008
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.
squeeee
I finally resorted to using Yahoo Answers and it worked!!!
This is the song. Silhouttic by Birds of Tokyo.
squeeee
Monday, 28 July 2008
owie
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.
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)
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
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.
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 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
Tuesday, 22 July 2008
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.
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’sa 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*
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
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
mimicry
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.
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
The big red button of time wasting-ness
Saturday, 19 July 2008
Mornings
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.
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.
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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
stuff
WOOT!!
I finished a blankie!
this
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.
I finished a blankie!
this
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.
This here is my pouty sad face.
be afraid, be very afraid
Cracked.com 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.
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