Well, the rain has gone (I think). I am pretty sure it has because all of us, to varying degrees, have a bit of sunburn. Keira has taken to the water with gusto; having already fit in three beach visits and a pool swim today before her nap. I am having less of a relaxing…
Well, we’re here. And it’s raining. Typical. Actually, it’s been ok. We went down to the beach this morning and already I can pick out the differences between the children when it comes to the beach. At 9 months of age, Keira hated the sea, sand and anything related. Riley, on the other hand, is…
My parents, to their credit, have been lifelong blood givers. It’s been something I’ve been meaning to do for a long time. So when mum got a reminder letter on Friday for some open session times next week, I rang up to volunteer. The lady on the phone was delighted. It was looking promising until…
My mother is a hoarder. Not the obsessive-compulsive kind, where it looks like her house and yard are having a permanent garage sale, but probably somewhere middle on the scale. I, on the other hand, am rather Buddhist-like when it comes to possessions (except books!) Anyway, last night mum and dad went out to tea,…
It’s….. It’s….. My Birthday. I’ve slid another year down the muddy slope closer to Thirty. The big 3-0. I don’t think I’ll start the therapy for that one until a bit later. As long as I’ve still got a 2-something, I can cope. (I must have a hang up about getting older.) I’ve gotten flowers…
I’d been hoping this would happen before we went away. We all went for a drive this morning and came home to see the mail had already come. Poking out of the mailbox was a crudely folded magazine, wrapped in plastic. I’d been told it was coming out sometime this week or next. I unwrapped…
I stole this from Teena who got it from The Crazy Rants of Samantha Burns who saw it over at Diane’s Stuff, who got it from Skye who got it from Renaissance Blogger. The idea is simple … copy, bold the things you’ve done and post. Here are mine:01. Bought everyone in the bar a…
Riley’s first word today – this afternoon at approximatey 5.45pm, to be specific – was “dad dad dad”. And now he won’t shut up saying it!
Editor: “Karen, can you please email through to me your invoice for your article?” Oh, life is sweet some days.
