A journal of our life as a family and the trial and error that occures on a regular basis, also if you have a love of bad spelling and terrible grammar you'll be in for a special treat.

'When I was born I was so surprised I didn't talk for a year and a half' Gracie Allen

Friday 29 February 2008

Only Once Every 4 Years


In honour of all the leap year babies out there HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

Good Boy


It seems that like my "talk" the other day worked. I no longer feel the urge to pack up all my stuff and squeal out of the driveway on two tires/tyres*. After I spent two days completely losing my shit it looks like B got my point. He has cleaned the bedroom, the yard and has taken the rubbish out all on his own. I didn't even need to put the bag on top of his shoes so he would notice it. He also wants to take Mabel out more so I can do things that involve me totally wasting time like, sipping lattes and surfing the internet looking at useless crap in a cafe or going to see a movie. Basically stuff that I can't do with a 16 monther in tow. So now that he is being a good boy, for his birthday yesterday I got him a remote control helicopter that he has been drooling over for a while. Whatever floats your boat. He means well don't get me wrong, but sometimes he needs 'reminders'. It does feel really good to hash out all the issues and clean the slate and move on.

*Tyres, I still don't know why Australians use a y in tire, if anybody can 'splain this it would be appreciated. I also love how they call panel beating, "smash repairs". It makes me giggle everytime I see it.

Monday 25 February 2008

I am Woman Hear Me Roar!


Is it normal to want a divorce every time I get PMS? B has been pissing me off a lot lately. Apparently we have two different views on household responsibilities. Although we had a good talk(I talked, he listened and grumbled a lot) last night so hopefully things will improve. I also gave him washing machine and dishwasher 101. I felt a lot better today after going to the gym, at least the murderous rage has subsided...

Friday 22 February 2008

Houston, We Have Lift Off.


Mabesy is walking. She has shown me in the past that she can in fact walk but chooses not to, she is now using it as her main mode of transport. So proud. She's a late bloomer, what can I say.

Although she is totally amazing at ripping buttons of my keyboard. She excels at it. I took it to be fixed today, but now have to wait for a part the size of a hang nail until I can have my H and a few vowels back. Oy vey. What can you do? Ummm... not leave something as temping as a laptop in toddler range. check that. Lesson learnt.

And a random thought of the day, why the heck doesn't Stallone give it up already? Like we need to watch a geriatric oompa loompa run around in combat fatigues showing us he still has it. Rambo, obviously NOT on my must see list. With that said, B looked like a kid in a candy store when he seen the promo and immediately requested we go see it. Ya thank but no thanks!

And a rant to end the day. I went to the gym this am(did a spin class and now feel like I've just given birth all over again.)Anyhoo, dropped Mabel off and when I went to pick her up there were scraps of a PEANUT BUTTER sandwich all over the floor. When I raised my concern about it the women thought I was going on about the mess. Uh no...that's not exactly it lady. Some ninny sent her kids with peanut butter as a snack. Duh. Some people piss me off that don't think shit through. The carer said, "but nobody has a peanut allergy here." I told her, "not that we are aware of anyways, but probably nit the best place to find out." So I spoke to the gym manager and asked that some guide lines be placed in order to protect the kiddos. There can be 20 kids in there at a time and I'm sure that there will be child at some point that has allergies. I have niece's who have allergies to peanut that requires epi pens and why Mabesy hasn't even glanced at a nut. OK, rant over.

Sunday 17 February 2008

Seriously, WTF was I thinking?


On Wednesday I went for my first workout. I was really looking forward to it(and my little mini time off...) so went for it. Really went for it. I did 45 mins on the treadmill, half the time speed walking the other half running. Then I did abs for 20 minutes, and then the ciruit. I was exusted my the end but felt great. So I went and picked Mabesy Babsey up and booked her in for the next day so I could do the ab, butt and thighs class. She had alot of fun in creche and there was a little baby there that she was constantly trying to poke in the eyes, nose and mouth to show them that she knew what the were. All the while clapping for her self when she got it right.Where was I? Oh ya, so the next day I was a little sore but okish. I went and did the class, which consisted of doing 17 hours of deep lunges and sit ups. OUCH! Anyhoo, the next day I was in agony. I have been walking like Frankienstein for 3 days. B finds this very halirous. Especially when I'm trying to get over the baby gates. It takes me awhile. And Mabesy's new thing is uppy, She is always asking to be picked up. It been challenging to say the least. So I think I may have gone in a wee bit gungho. Baby steps, baby steps. But I'm going back tomorrow for more. Bring it on. And the fact that I have to book Mabel in keeps me honest. So here's hoping the pain will subside as I get more kick ass fit. Fingers crossed.

Wednesday 13 February 2008

I Finally Did It!!!



I joined the gym! I know, I know all those promises I make to myself when I do these things, I'm really going to keep them this time. Really. REALLY. But although it will be sooo good to finally get back into shape and stop those looks of people wondering if I'm already having my second bub, because I'm NOT! Just still a little 'curvy' from Miss Mabesy. Oh ya, where was I going again... the gym, but I think it would be a good oportunity to have a bit of time to myself. Who would have thought I'd have to join a gym just to 'get away', how things change. The local gym had a deal that I just couldn't turn down and they have a good creche(a weird australian word for daycare, I know, I don't really understand either). Anyhoo I left her there for a half hour today while I took the tour and signed up, ect. and she loved it. I went in and put her down, played with her for a minute(even though she left me for dead as soon as she seen there were people her size in there) and then I made my exit. When I went back she was rocking a doll(although slightly rough) in a little crib with another girl, then all of a sudden they banded together to throw the baby and the crib outside over the gate. Oh well, I guess it's like team work and all that good stuff. When I went to pick her up to go she lost it. Like really lost it. Meltdown. Anyways, I'm stoked that she liked it that much as a friend of mine was going to join as well but didn't because her son wouldn't stay in the creche and was miserable when she left, screamed his little head off. So I'm off to the gym in the morning to get my ass kicked, but for now I'm watching the new 'contraversial'series Underbelly with a glass of vino. Good times people, Goodtimes!

Colonel Sanders


And with how much she loves chicken I wouldn't be suprised if she was him in a past life.

Sad

My sister-in-law, M, is 44. She found Mr.Right late in life and is now under going IVF in order to have a child. She only has 5 months until she is 45 and no longer excepted into the IVF program. She was to have her first egg retrieval today, but I just got a sms from her saying that they were unsucessful at retrieving an eggs. I can't imagine how hard it is to want something so bad and have it just out of reach. She also said that they are too old to adopt so this is their only option and if it doesn't work they are out of luck. I hope they have a successful cycle before her birthday but the odds unfortunately aren't in her favour.

Monday 11 February 2008

My New Couches!


I present you with my new couches!!! I am very proud as they are the first brand new couches I have ever owned. It only took me 30 years...whatever. We ended up getting the scotchgarding and 5 year warranty. That alone was $190.00 but he gave it to us for $170.00, but with a two foot terrorist and a hubby who is even messier, very important. It is also why I opted for the chocolate brown microfibre and not the nice cream set! B was hard to convince with getting the extra warranty(he can be slightly el cheapo), but after I pointed out that we can get them re-upholstered right before the warranty runs out he was on board ;) The only problem is I have to wait 3 weeks before my babies arrive :(

Sunday 10 February 2008

Sweet Jebus, it's gone!


Today was a bit of a milestone. The last apron string of our old pizza shop was cut. The 1968 Pontiac parisienne that was part payment was sold. It almost didn't happen as the guy who was going to buy it called the night before he was suppost to fly in from Melbourne to say he changed his mind. We were very disapointed. He ended up calling later on and said that he still wanted to but the car and was booked to fly in the next morning. It was originally an HK Monero but through a few trades it turned into a Parisienne. Anyhoo, so we offically are clear and free of anything that has to do with Cheapizza. Yipee. Which means I'm going couch shopping tomorrow! Woot!

Saturday 9 February 2008

Welcome to the world August Josephine!!!


My beautiful neice was born on January 25th. weighing 6 pounds and 6 ounces!!! I wish I could have been there to welcome her in person but I was there in heart.

What a year!



I can't believe my little girl is 1! Wow, where does the time go? Seriously! Anyways, we made it intact and sane. She's turning into my little girl, but will always be my baby. It makes me sad at times. We have gone to Canada to visit my family and so they could meet my sweetpea. We were only going to be gone for three weeks and ended up staying 2 months. I figured after flying with a 1 year old I might as well make the most of it! It was so good to see everyone and being able to have family around. It gets tough doing it on our own with no support near by, but we surivive. We just went to Melbourne for Brad's sisters wedding and it was awesome to see everybody. I miss them too! It would be nice to live there but there are pros and cons to everything. I like Melbourne but I've realized I'm no longer a city gal. I like my quite life in the country, what can I say? Anyhoo, life in general is great and I can't complain
I can't believe that her foot was so small only a year ago...