I’m so very sorry, Newtown CT. This appalling tragedy is the saddest thing I’ve ever seen or heard.
Today is a good day to give your child(ren) some extra big hugs.
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Monthly Archives: December 2012
Hot
It’s been quite hot lately. The pregnancy has responded by reducing upper arm and leg fat, and bringing on the oedema.
Either that or I’m actually melting.
Tired
From (admittedly limited) anecdotal evidence it seems to me that chronic fatigue syndrome has a lot in common with pregnancy.
If I could just summon the energy to sip that lukewarm coffee…
Pregnancy
I just reached the 6-month mark of this pregnancy. Time flies.
Mercifully, I forget how uncomfortable I am. Short-term amnesia is bliss.
Sewing
I’ve been reading online sewing blogs and patterns for the past 14+ hours now. And I only *just* realised that when Americans say “sweater” they mean “jumper”. But when they say “jumper” they aren’t talking about a sweater. Here I thought they’d screwed up their photos and links. Duh.
I blame pregnancy-brain. My thinks have gone un-clever.
Pizza
Attempted to make pizza for dinner… then the kids found out. Then they insisted on helping. This is now going to take aaaalllll night.
Their battle cry is “wheeee! this is brilliant!”
Food
It has slowly been dawning on me that I feed the kids a whole lot better than I feed myself.
I still eat as if my parents have gone away for the weekend.
Muscle
I used to have great arms. Probably not as good as Michelle Obama, but still, very decent. I did not go to the gym to get them… And I realise now that what was different then, as opposed to now, is that I did not own a food processor or electric beaters, did not have a bread machine to knead the dough for me, and most importantly, my car did not have power steering. So, simple things first, I now have no bread machine, no electric beaters, no food processor. I bought a little hand-operated beater instead, for $8. NOW if I want to eat whipped cream, I have to use good old-fashioned elbow grease.
Now if I can just find a car without power steering for $8…
Telemarketing
Just between you and me, I am quite sick of telemarketers.
I’m opposed to the death penalty, but I am starting to think there might be cause for exception
Paint
When children ask you “Is it ok if this shirt gets dirty?” you have to be VERY careful how you answer.
For the record, they were dressed in white this morning.
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