Clean socks are a privilege, not a right
Sheesh..where does the time go.  Another Makeover Monday here… We did get Caity’s birthday sorted..just no pony rides. But everyone had fun and Caity cleaned up with the gifts. No ikea…we are STILL broke. No debt consolidation….am working on dh on that. He is glacial sometimes in his decision making. I will be working on […]
Apart from there BEING NO BLEEDIN PONIES FOR CAITY TO RIDE…… sigh..but they still had fun at the farm. And she got great Dora loot which made her very happy. I am knackered and CH wants some action because HE isn’t knackered….a drink and relax first.
My little one is three today… I have to admit that I was a teeny bit thrilled to have a girl. Not that Adam wasn’t already the love of my life. But I had had such a close relationship with my mom that I had always imagined getting that chance with a daughter of my […]
I had put her to bed. The boys and the dog were out playing frisbee. I had been checking email, talking on the phone and then watching my neighbour climb his tree. I headed upstairs to get Adam’s pajama’s and came upon this scene.
Skirt is totally addictive. So much to read. I was reading Lawyer Mama’s great bit about the seemingly endless battle about mom’s, non moms, working mom’s, stay at home mom’s, etc, etc. When I got married, I got the distinct impression from my peers that I was, in a sense, letting the feminist side down […]
They got me thinking over at Skirt….. I went shopping…does it GET any sexier than this??? yeah babeeeeee! The beige one’s are fantastic under my wrap dress.
and am totally chuffed…..this is an honour coming from this lady. Go read The Rocky Mountain Retreat……she is so honest and fun and sweet….I am honoured that she reads my stuff. Oh and I need to pick five of my own rockin girls…..but I gotta go get milk! Can’t get milk…Crunchy Husband had to run […]
Hmmm, well a few years ago it was HUGE STINGING BUG. There was I, bedecked in a flowing fuchia summer skirt. I felt light and summery and breezy. The bug thought so too….it proceeded to bite my upper thighs and butt. I started to leap around flicking up my skirt giving everyone a great show. […]
Peace, little man.