As those of you who follow me on twitter may know, my in-laws have been staying with us for the past week - and if you didn't know about it I'd like you to share with me which rock you were hiding under, so I can use it next time. The usual in-law bitching aside,... Continue Reading →
Dear Husband…
Dear, Dearest Husband, I am writing this to you so that when it comes to my committal hearing there will be a paper trail. But I am getting ahead of myself. Dear Husband. I am tired. More than tired, completely and utterly exhausted. I would love to think that you are unaware of this fact, but I... Continue Reading →
Material Girl
I've just spent the last two hours cleaning out my daughter's room. The experience has left me feeling dejected, bereft and reaching for the stoli. How can one small person accumulate so much shit?! I know we don't buy the crap, and the poor kid only gets bought toys twice a year - birthday and... Continue Reading →
Things that happen when you go to the bathroom…
It's not just the obvious stuff that goes down while you are indisposed, if you know what I mean. A lot can happen in those meager moments that a Mother has alone. Here's a few examples of what goes on around here when I take a 'moment'. The children suddenly decide they are ravenous and start... Continue Reading →
Time Out
It occurred to me today that I seem to be harbouring a somewhat psychotic desire for time out. I worked that the only time I've had more than an hour away from the kids in the last few years is either while unconscious or while in labour, just when I finally relax somebody hands me a kid.... Continue Reading →
When Facebook status updates go bad…
...rant ahead... Something I've noticed, especially since my Mother started using Facebook, is asshat use of Facebook statuses and WRONG shorthand emotions. Let me share what tires me out, having seen this sort of thing in my status feed too often. Vomit love - I don't need to hear how much you love your "hubsie wubsie, snookums, cuddle... Continue Reading →