Lazing around with a throbbing head ache from my wall clothesline that I didn't fully extend and it dropping smack on my head, I reflect on my earlier trip to the supermarket. We all know our kids love to act up when out in public. They're so small yet so clever and conniving it seems. Half the time its bewilders you where they even heard some of the things they say. Standing in the queue that seems to be going nowhere to pay for the groceries my little Benny Hill reincarnated declares at the top of his lungs, "Mummy your boobies are so soft and warm." This isn't the first time he's said this and not the first time in public, yet I am still gob smacked and wishing to dig myself a hole to hide in. The surrounding elderly men are all bright red and trying not to look in my direction and the women are frowning on me and looking down their noses. Toddler is only 2 and half yet looks like he's more like 4 and this tends to make people think he should be behaving differently. Anyway so I reply that mummies boobies are private and that he shouldn't talk about them or touch them. I grin triumphantly at the judging discerning women for about two seconds before the loud reply "But mummy I just love your privates, they're so much fun and wonderful." Oh yes the horror of sounding like a paedophile at the local supermarket from my little boys innocent comments. I'm thinking I now may have to avoid this supermarket for a week or two when we step out into the food court and see a woman giving what looks like oral love to a banana. All of the previous events melted away as I am sure most people will be remembering the banana over the boobies and privates, especially since toddler shouted "Look mummy, that lady loves banana's."
Monday, 14 May 2012
Friday, 11 May 2012
Tips for the adult child
- Take her to have her hair done. After its finished and you've paid for it spend some time with her having a cuppa or some lunch
- Cook her dinner or lunch or breakfast. Plan the menu, buy all the food, prepare and cook it all and then clean it all up.
- Go for a manicure/pedicure/massage/day spa experience with her.
- Take her to the movies. If your budget can't do that, hire a movie she would like to watch from the video store or library and watch it with her. If the budget is flush take her to a show or pay for her to go with someone.
- Write about your best childhood memories and put a photo of you two together with it.
- Instead of giving her a gift card take her shopping and enjoy the time with her. Don't nag her and complain all the time.
- Bake her a cake/biscuits/slice and go around and enjoy some with her over a cuppa.

- Make her something. Bunnings has some D.I.Y ideas. Gifts with photos are always great too.
- Do her gardening. Get her house cleaned.
- Get some professional photo portraits done with her. This is something you can all treasure for many years to come.
- Have some jewellery custom made for her
Mothers Day Tips for the Dad/Hubby/Boyfriend/Partner
1. Stuff
breakfast in bed. Take the kids out and leave her alone in bed to sleep in
peace and quiet. Make her breaky/brunch with the kids when you come back. On the sleeping note, if the kids wake up during the night, you get up and let her sleep.


4. Plan
a day out. Choose a location that suits your budget. Parks, playgrounds,
beaches, museums, libraries and swimming pools are great cheap picnic venues.
More flashy places include zoos, theme parks, movies, bowling or aquariums.
Remember the kids need to be entertained. Once you have chosen the place, you
get the kids ready and you pack all the bags and food. Ask her opinion on the
bags and food if necessary and do not get angry with her answer just take the
feedback on board and make the necessary adjustments. Get your directions
before you leave.
5. Clean
the house for her from top to bottom. Even do the washing and ironing. If you
can’t be bothered pay some professionals to do it for you.
6. Give
her an arvo home alone to do whatever she wants. Don’t expect any cooking or
cleaning just her to enjoy some peace and quiet in the comfort of her own home.
SHe probably just want to go to the toilet alone and have a shower undisturbed. If the budget allows, take her away for some time out.
7. Think
she might like some new clothes but not sure what to get or where to start? Organize
someone to watch the kids and take her shopping. Be patient, honest and helpful
while you’re there. It could take hours. Give her a budget of how much she can
spend before she starts. Even if its $20 she will still enjoy spending the time
with you trawling the shops. Don’t forget to feed her while you’re there.

9. Everyone
loves flowers. They look pretty and generally smell nice. Florists are
everywhere but even supermarkets have come a long way here and offer some
pretty nice reasonably priced bunches. These don’t last forever so you could
buy potted flowers that you then plant in the garden for her to enjoy for years
to come.
10.
Tell her how much she’s loved and
appreciated. Tell her what she does that you love. Things that make you and the
kids happy. Motherhood is tougher than she makes it look so make sure she knows
she’s doing a great job and how much you all love her.
Thursday, 10 May 2012
sandy pants does not contain filth

No one likes to have their little one sick. You feel so
sorry for them and you do everything you can to help them to get and feel
better. It pulls at the heart strings to see them suffering. Let’s face it
though you usually end up sleep deprived and patience tends to get pretty thin
as the lack of sleep and their clingy whining seems to be endless. So when you
put on your chirpiest smile and go down to the doctors with all the patience you
can muster, why on earth are those dam receptionists so cranky? Yes they have a
demanding job. Yes some of the patients are mean or weird but hello it’s still
customer service and in my book that still means being polite and smiling. Especially
when you are deliberately being nice to them surely they can shed some of their
cow layers to crack a small smile or offer a friendly word. You already feel
sick or have been driven bonkers by a sick kid and you know you’re going to
have to wait for what feels like an eternity to see the doctor surely the
receptionist does not need to take on the ‘Door Bitch’ persona and rub salt in
the wound. One of these days I’m gonna take my thong of my foot and slap one of
them with it. Unless I am rude or angry to you I expect you to actually provide
me with the customer service you were put there for and making comments about
revolting things from ones pants should be discussed at a low volume. Not that
I think sand is that revolting and really is it my fault if my son decides to
climb all over my car with sand filled shoes and leave a pile of it on my car
seat. I don’t have a battery operated hoover in my boot so unfortunately yes I
guess some of that sand indeed made its way into my pants and then was left on
your seat. Big deal. Not like it was vomit or blood or mucus or poo or wee,
just sand for Pete’s sake!
Wednesday, 9 May 2012
not for the weak!
Everybody likes to save a buck and I am certainly no
exception. When I am at the supermarket and I see marked down meet I flock like
a seagull to chips. Whilst doing the grocery shopping for the fortnight today I
saw some reduced price meat and was thrilled. Sure it was use by today but I
planned on having some for dinner and putting the rest in the freezer. Now when
you get home and start to unpack your groceries fridge and freezer products are
your first priority. Fridge done I got onto the meat to divide it into dinner
sized portions and put into zip lock bags. I was multi-tasking today, being on
the phone to my mummy in law and dividing the meat. Opened up the pork loin
chops and thought “ew that smells horrid” but as my toddler was clinging to my
leg and had a dirty nappy (just made dirty nappy had to wait until ‘cold’
groceries put away) I assumed it was him. Sadly I was completely wrong. I
picked up one of the chops to put into the bag and nearly fainted from the
stench of rotting flesh. I literally lost my breath. Part of this chop that
couldn’t be seen through the cling wrap was in fact greenish grey black. It is
almost 10 hours later and I am still feeling nauseated from that stench that is
still in my nostrils. I promptly got off the phone and vomited, everywhere.
After cleaning it up and changing the nappy I took that putrid meat back to the
supermarket. The lady who served me had to open the bag and started dry
retching. Nearby customers started complaining about the repulsive stench and
one even had to dash outside to vomit in a bin. I of course had to join that
lady vomiting at the bin. So no one saw my undies today just my breakfast. We’ve
all heard of Green Eggs and Ham but Green Pork and Eggs definitely not for me!
Vegetarianism is on the cards.
Monday, 7 May 2012
the comfort of chocolate

people are strange
Meeting new people and making friends is a little like blind
dating. You talk to them a little on the internet or wherever you meet them
first then decide to meet. Usual rules apply, meet somewhere public and don’t
give out addresses till you’re almost certain they’re someone you’d like to
spend more time with. In the scheme of things we’re all a little unusual but
some people are just plain disturbing. I arranged for one of these meet ups on
Sunday. Lovely location picked with plenty to keep us all occupied. Time arranged.
Picnic all packed. All set for a lovely afternoon. Meet up time came and went.
I’ve been having problems with my mobile battery completely dying very rapidly
so I started to worry. I didn’t have the other person’s phone number and had
only seen pictures on Facebook. There would be no way of contacting her and she
was driving a rather decent way to meet me. What if she arrived but couldn’t
find me and think I didn’t come. What if my feral tantrum throwing toddler
continued to drive me crazy and I couldn’t stand it any longer and had to
leave. We had been at the park for 3
hours already due to me being fed up with cabin fever at home. Being concerned wasn’t
necessary in this instance as she certainly did arrive and my phone didn’t die.
She may now be washing her eyes out with bleach since whilst in the toilet my toddler
opened the door and gave her an eyeful of me doing my business. Maybe I am now on
her steer clear list.
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