Friday, July 31, 2009

Emily's Etiquette Revised

Miss Ky has perfect manners.

For a two year old, she's pretty amazing (must learn to mask Mother's pride a little better).


"I want a drink"

"Excuuuse me?" I say.

"Pleeease".

"That's nice, let's start again" I tell her.

"May I have a drink, please?".

Then she spends the day with our pensioner friends. The ones she's determined to eat out of their home (she usually hits the door with, "I'm hungry, let's have pasta").

"I want a drink".

"What's the magic word?" they say.

"Abracadabra".

Well, that's it. She magically got her drink while they struggled to compose themselves.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Forget the Tree in the Forest

If a blogger stops posting
when her husband returns from a deployment,





is anyone concerned that he might be
holding a pillow over her face to shut her up?





Ok, yes, the hubby is more demanding on my time than four young children on a summer holiday, but at least the camera is still clicking away.





No one gets between me and my Nikon.




I'm actually considering applying for a job JUST to get some "me" time.

How insane is that?

I'm crazy!

It's a photographer position...


Please don't be alarmed by the chokehold-like loving this little girl is receiving,
that wound on A2's face is from her.


...crazy like a fox.

Can you give me some creative ideas to explain the 12 year gap in my resume?


Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Gardening

A potted plant,
a curry, with a wonderful scent
So beautiful and lush in the store,
now sits in my kitchen excited and nervous at the new surroundings.

In the rush of adjustments, the Curry watches the blur of activity around her.
The thrill of months of stories related
and giggles (rising loudly to the ceiling)
fill her ears (do curry plants have ears?).

But someone has forgotten to water the Curry.

Another couple of days goes by and the thrill of the newness becomes more of a desperation...
wondering when they will look at her, see her wilting
lives are busy and their minds never consider that she needs attention too.

By day four,
her branches are drooping
leaves are falling
and she wonders, "Am I invisible?" "Don't they even see that I'm here?"

And the one she trusted the most
the one she had looked up at with wonder
and anticipation
continues on in the sunshine
unaware that she's reaching the point of no return.

It happens sometimes
neglect of houseplants

Which ones can be saved?

Which ones go into the bin?

Which ones shout, "Hey! Look at me! I lost weight too... remember that muffin top that was there before you left? I worked hard to get rid of that, and the fact that I have put on make up three days in a row? And shaved my legs! Have you even seen me? And, HELLO, I AM still here!"

Do curry plants have muffin tops?

Thursday, July 16, 2009

The Way Things Are

PhotoStory Friday
Hosted by Cecily and MamaGeek


The way it was...





The way it is...





How it's supposed to be.





Thank you for your emails, your kind words and support, HE'S HOME!!!

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

The Military Murphy's Law (or I Got a Rock)

"If something is going to break it will do so just after he deploys".

Dear Hubby,

Besides the major things, like nearly becoming homeless (when the house we were letting went to court for repossession at the same time I was readying the other house for a turn over to the landlord) and the flu that swept through our house soiling every piece of bedding, 5 pillows and all of our towels (not to mention pajamas) in the first 2 weeks of your absence,


here is the list of things that broke:

J2's window, which has remained unlocked for nearly 6 months.

The Wii which was gone for repairs for quite some time.

The Wii again, but repaired with a different power source.

The kitchen taps. The heating.

Car dvd player. The Sky Plus satellite box (working now, but the remote is weird).

Oh, btw, the cord on the hedge trimmer was apparently shut in a door during our move here...

The boiler. The shower. Oh, which one? First the family shower, and now ours.

Your car.

The mail program on my computer (and then it eventually it went down with internet issues).

The free view box in our room (free view is like free cable through the antenna), so Brian gave his spare one... nice guy, Brian.

Brian's free view box has joined the list of electronic RIPs.


My car's exhaust needed repairing... don't worry, I had to have it taken care of or my car wouldn't have passed the MOT.

The refrigerator. The chest freezer is making sounds chest freezers don't usually make...really strange LOUD dripping sounds. My crock pot the other day was set on low for a 6 hour recipe-- it was boiling and had scorched my sauce within 2 hours. Good thing I came home when I did.

The cord on the Henry (vacuum) won't unwind more than 2 feet which left me vacuuming in a very small circle.

The DVD player. Dead. No warning... refuses to give up a dvd that was in it.

I had no lights in the dining room or computer room because the kids were running around upstairs and when A2 "fell" off the bed (sounded like jumping). All the lights went FFFZZZZiit and were gone... Don't worry, I took care of it.

The washer. 4th of July weekend. Perfect. (Note to front-load washer owners: They HATE large rubberbands apparently).
Oh, the dryer felt bad seeing the engineer here and is now threatening to quit when I most need it (like when the Swine flu hits our house).

Kids:
All five kids are alive so I consider it a success-- big high five please.

Miss Ky used the toothpaste for hand lotion (several times), a black sharpie marker on the sofa, threw blueberry yogurt on the white carpet, smeared Desitin all over the bathroom's green carpet and flooded the bathroom countless times.
A2 stuck blue tac up his nose,
and A1's team won 2-1 against a team that beat them 6-0 previously.
J2 become a young man as he stepped into your shoes as
#1 Son is having suicidal emotions.
We hosted two birthday parties, went to 4000 (what? That's accurate) football tournaments/training evenings, 1 school disco, 6 primary activities, celebrated 1 Valentine's Day, 1 Mothering Sunday, 1 Mother's Day, 1 Father's Day, my 45th bday and we missed you at several special kid events at school...



It's nearly over and even though you keep comparing this last couple of weeks as "a kid waiting for Christmas to come",
I feel more like it's nearly Halloween, I'm 6 and I know that I will carry
the biggest pillow case full of candy
at the end of a night that just seems like it's not getting any closer.

I think I just compared you to candy...



So...

bring on the candy corn Mr. Fixit, we're ready. I'm also ready to kick "Murphy" out of our house.

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