July 2009

Smells like teen vomit

Moo has been complaining that when she comes into the house she gets an overwhelming stench of vomit. Bile that is stomach acid. Texas tea. What? Anywho, stinky stench offending our nostrils worse than when we accidentally leave Boo’s door ajar when the window is open. Holy Mother of God 10 year old boy urine [...]

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Tomorrow I start my new old life.

Almost a year ago, soon after I started my new job I was convinced to increase my hours at work to four days instead of three.  And me being the super mum (in my mind) agreed thinking that I could do it all. Cause who needs sleep anyway.  Sleep is for the weak.  Just ask [...]

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Fluffy Duck. Not so fluffy in a heatwave.

When I was 16 my parents decided to make a tree change. But back then, in the late eighties it wasn’t so much called a Tree Change as more of ‘it is the eighties and the era of greed and credit credit credit and OMG lets buy a farm!’ So we left the throbbing metropolis [...]

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Wanna get close and personal?

Last year when BlogHer was on, many of my lovelies took a picture of me with them and showed me a good old time.  I promised myself that I would make the long flight over to the US – over oceans full of water and giant squid and sharks and deep sea creatures praying that [...]

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Just like Pink said, I’m not dead, just baking. Or something like that.

So have you noticed the distinct lack of awesomeness of the internetz of late? A feeling that something is just not right, like when you lock your front door and think ‘wait, I have forgotten something’ and it totally bugs you all damn day wondering what you are missing? Sorry about that my lovelies, I [...]

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Alexander tells me…

Alexander is the head shrinker I have been seeing. Alexander tells me that I am fascinating. Alexander tells me that I am one of those people who just cope no matter what life throws that them. Alexander tells me that I tend to cope by using humour and sarcasm to hide my stress. Alexander tells [...]

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That’s what he said.

Boo was being a little shit. Not Autism can’t control impulses due to sensory over-stimulation, more fucking little shitness. MPS made him an omelette to his specifications.  However it was not in a timeframe that Boo felt was acceptable.  The time frame being AFTER we had finished dinner, of something he was quite welcome to [...]

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Post about pee and other non related stuff.

I am having a terrible time with my little ol’ MacBook, the whirly giggy thing is going overtime and firefox keeps hanging and I am all DAMN YOU FIREFOX and then have to force quit and reopen the 400 tabs of vitally important stuff that I had open and then the whole cycle starts again [...]

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My neurologist tells me I need a holiday.

Today was a long day.  The kinda day where I think long cat has got nothing on me. Long day was looooooooong. I woke this morning after the most vivid fucking dreams of murderers and evil doers being all evil and shit on my arse and dragged said arse to work wearing jeans and flat [...]

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You asked. Yes you did.

Some of you biatches have been emailing me, or asking in the comments for updates on some of my posts. And me, being the easily distracted chick that I am, basically forgets straight away. So here you go my lovelies, the bloggers version of Propofol, the UPDATE POST! (too early for MJ jokes?  Oh, my [...]

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