The Terrible Incontinence

I wet my pants. It was terrible. It wasn’t a little Light Bladder Leakage from a wayward cough, sneeze or Laugh With Snort. It wasn’t even my wee. Or anyone else’s either, for that matter. Which, if I’m honest, does make a nice change. Nope. It was worse. Much much…

Getting to know the kids

We walk to and from school. It takes approximately 25-30 minutes. Longer if we have to go via childcare to collect Chippie. This gives me ample time to catch up on stuff with the kids. Useful stuff. Gdozilla was cold. And complainy. Personally, I didn’t understand this when he had…

The Lego Void and Mind Melds

Of course, it all started with a friend sending me a photo of her son, smiling beautifully and holding up a picture he’d done … and all I notice is the Thomas the Tank Engine shirt he is wearing, even though it’s mostly obscured by the picture and is seriously…

Decisions, decisions

Home from school with much pissing me off and crying and annoyance on the walk home. Monkey Boy immediately disappears into his room where he has stashed a majority of the trains he previously got out for Chippie, and which I have strictly forbidden. We already have two rooms taken…

How to salvage spilt wine

Another, incredibly busy day, little of which went to plan. Had to choose between attending a meeting or staying home and working. Chose the latter, and ended up on phone meetings anyway. Did a radio interview (taped) for Fox FM, follwed by much needed MUG, a live radio interview wtih…