Super Star Kids

Depsite popular opinion, I actually like kids. They’re pretty awesome; super stars at times. I love their curiosity, and the mischief they get up to, and I love, love, love their innocent honesty. Well not, obviously, the shit they pull when their teethmarks are in the cooking chocolate, and you…

All The Awards & School Dressups

Apparently, I deserve a Mother Of the Year Award. Again. Not just because I need to be chaperoned to Parent Teacher Interviews, to make sure I behave myself, but because of the things I do as I go about by life and parenting and stuff. Last night was another example…

The love IS there

I’ll admit it. These school holidays have been rough. My tolerance levels have been somewhere around “Fuck you!” and I have a four year old and a twelve year old whom are both behaving remarkably alike. I.e. fucking revolting. I don’t like it much when I can’t get work done.…

No Time For Thinking

This week, not to mention the last fortnight or so, and the following few weeks proceeding this week, are just a wee bit crazy. There is, of course, Christmas shopping (or even Christmas Thinking About) to be done on top of my “usual” craziness. This is, as is wont to…