November 2011

things that are awesome.

Every now and then I come across things that are fucking awesome. Stuff on the internetz. Stuff in real life. Stuff in my brain. Stuff people send me. And when enough of this happens we have THINGS THAT ARE AWESOME! This shirt I bought for Boo: Attack of the meme: Cookie monster. 10 – 1 [...]

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so I have had a little bit to drink to, you know, calm my nerves and stop me from sharpening the knives.

So I had the meeting with the Education Department today. And it was a waste of fucking time. And I have the next couple of weeks off work but I am pretty sure by the end of the year I will be a lady who lunches. When by lady who lunches I mean chick who [...]

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It’s fucking rad having a blogger for a Mum.

As you all know, I went to a blogging get together and we got us some swag. Swag that given the events of the last few weeks I have yet to go through but Boo has managed to find the Mega Blocks truck that I had earmarked for my 6 month old nephew and claim [...]

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Carefully timing my breakdown.

Shit is real people. Like really fucking real. Like so real that your 3D glasses will fly off your damn face and you will be all ‘shit is all kinds of REAL UP IN HERE MOTHERFUCKER!’ One lawyer has been employed for one issue. And the police are involved. Don’t panic, we are the good [...]

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Foul mouthed tutorials: Lego men cookie edition

It has been a while, so I have had time to recover from the trauma of making these little fuckers. True, they weren’t HARD but when you are making a fuck tonne (international measurement of lots) of these little bastards on a humid day with a 6ft toddler dancing around the kitchen screaming about GOD [...]

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Today I have my cranky pants on. And they make my arse look huge and give me a camel toe which totally makes me crankier.

I will preface this rant of crankypantage with the disclaimer that I have my period. Every few months because of the whole Belly Explosion Of 2010 (well technically it was happening way before that but that is when I knew for sure I wasn’t just having phantom labour pains every few months) I get a [...]

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A few hours of fab to break up the mind fuck.

Yesterday I went to little blogging get together. When I say little I mean 50 women in a room with a wall air-conditioner on the hottest day so far this season. That shit needed to be sponsored by Mum deodorant. Or at least Stoli. I had a wonderful time GLOWING with mah biatches My girl [...]

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Shit meet fan. Bring an umbrella.

So last time I whined I was all ‘woe is me my work fucking sucks and I hate them all and I wish I never had to go back’ And the universe was hiding behind the curtains cackling its fucking head off. Cause it seems that a solution has been reached. But in the worst [...]

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Macaron v macaroon. Learn the difference.

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I cried at work today.

Thrice. Out of pure frustration. Frustration at myself, because I know this work it is just my stupid fucking brain that won’t catch up. Frustration at my boss because he just won’t cut me a break. Frustration at the self important fucking mole that has decided that she will not speak to me because of [...]