March 2010

Oh. Em. Gee.

We are on day FAR TOO FUCKING MANY of no TV reception since the storm.  The insurance company are dragging their heels and although we bought some rabbit ears, we are getting spotty reception only when I am sitting in a particular way on a particular chair.  Holding my mouth slightly open like a porn [...]

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OMG I HAVE AN OVEN! And other random shit that you really don’t care about on a lazy Saturday morning.

BULLET POINTS! I put in my application for the job that I am not sure that I really want.  The manager that is in charge of the job I don’t know if I really want was EVERYWHERE yesterday and was all no eye contact and ‘hey’ and I was all no eye contact and ‘hey’.  [...]

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I should be…

I should be preparing for the meeting with Too’s teachers tonight, a meeting where we try to nut out what to do with a child that already knows everything they are teaching and is smarter than most of the teachers.  And knows it. I should be fighting Boo’s new Case Manager who just denied everything [...]

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Our children are our future.

Sometimes I wonder about the future of the human race. Sometimes I fear for our children growing up in a world with Miley Cyrus and Britney Spears and Rhiannon as role models. Sometimes I realise that I am nurturing the adults of the future.  And it is my job to ensure that they grow up [...]

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It is Monday. Well actually it is Tuesday. Living in the future is so hard sometimes. Except for the flying cars. THEY are awesome.

Every Monday at 1pm I post on Craftastrophe. Which is like 6am Tuesday in my time. But then Daylight Savings just started in the US.  And is about to finish in Australia. Fuck me dead, that makes my head hurt. I have to use my mad WordPress skillz and schedule the post. Like yesterday, at [...]

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the sandwich of deflection

Boo and Too have a freaky little connection.  Their relationship is built on sarcasm and violence. Which is kinda weird when you consider one of them is considered moderate/low functioning on the Autism spectrum, and one is a 16 year old girl but hey, I breed ‘em strange. The minute she walks in the door [...]

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There is no hope for Generation Y if they don’t even know who is on third.

Driving in the car the news reader mentioned two of our politicians, Abbott and Costello. I kid you not.  Australia is awesome. I turned to my daughter and said ‘Who’s on first?’ and she looked at me like I grew another head and said ‘I dunno mum, what the hell?’ youtube clip embedded feedreader biatches [...]

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…and when he stops vomiting I am gunna get him to pick the lottery numbers

I rarely get time alone nowdays. Snippets of time, here and there to get my own personal freak on.  Sans pants. Today I PAID Moo to fuck the fuck off and she chose to go to her boyfriends house in the city.  Let’s not think too deeply about that. Did a little shopping and in [...]

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I was going to write a long post about, well nothing important really. I mean, you have read this blog right? I am like Seinfeld of the blog world, but without the receeding hairline. And the whiney voice. Depending who you talk to.

So I am just gunna send you here. Where I talk about laundry.  Or something. I can’t remember exactly, I was under the influence of insanity. Rate this post biatches.Awesome (0) Fabulous (0) WTF (0) Day-um (0) Suckage (0)

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Monkey kiss Michael Jackson butterfly

and the answer is Mama fart Kelly Clarkson loveheart. Obviously. Wait.  You don’t live here.  You are not privy to the minutiae of our lives, save the crumbs I throw at you. Oh let me drag you in to a world of pain. Where you are afraid to do anything lest it turn into a [...]

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