Yes, I know this sounds insane but I swear it’s true. My daughter and I came to this conclusion the other day. It was a day like any other. We went to work, came home, had tea, did the usual daily chores… It was evening when we discovered this startling revelation. It happened when my… Continue reading I’m Marrying A Sim
The other week my daughter got married. As some will know this has been a long anticipated event. And what started my sudden need to lose weight. (yeah, let’s not elaborate on that at the moment… I’m blaming the free wine) Well, it finally happened. The day arrived yielding patches of rain, stressed bridesmaids and… Continue reading One Wedding Down, One To Go.
After years of waiting, the time has finally arrived where it looks like my youngest might be leaving the nest. In September she is hoping to leave for university. I approach this event with mixed feelings. While a part of me is sad to think I will no longer be needed, another bit of me… Continue reading Leaving The Nest.
The other day, I had an accident. Or more accurately, the floor decided to attack me. This wouldn’t have been too bad if the bath hadn’t decided to get in on the act too. Five hours at A&E later, I’m home, lying on the couch with two broken ribs and discovering the wonderful world of… Continue reading Attack Of The Killer Bath Tub
From the moment our children are born, we as parents do everything we can to teach them to communicate with us. Almost instantly a fight begins to see what they will say first mama or dada and as their vocabulary develops we rejoice. However, one thing you don’t realise as the gugu’s and gaga’s form… Continue reading Innocent Questions.
While packing for our holiday yesterday, we discovered something that had previously gone unnoticed. My fella has lost most of his underpants. How this has happened we don’t know, but after emptying every draw and closet it became apparent that they are nowhere to be found so my fella came to the natural conclusion any… Continue reading The Great Underpants Conspiracy.
As usually happens at this time of year, we are once again going on holiday. Some of you will know, we holiday in England because I refuse to put my dogs in a kennel so off we go again to spend a week in a metal box on stilts. (Caravan) I imagine it will be… Continue reading Here We Go Again…