December 2007
20 posts
Microwave dinner... nearly...
Have been reading Nigella Express, which a kind person got us for Christmas, salivating over delicious recipes. Distantly recall that our oven and hob are still broken, curses. Attempt to make jacket potatoes in microwave which randomly overheats and turns off. Ponder if would have been quicker to start small bonfire in garden and cook spuds on there (and possibly spit-roast a hog or similar) than...
“The conservatory roof leaks…”
– Note to self: Demolish house and start again, possibly involve plummy chap from Grand Designs.
Home
after Christmas… car full, Sprog awake, house empty, cat ravenous, milk gone off… back to normality…
Coincidence...
Yesterday we aquired a large number of ball pit balls from Freecycle for Sprog as he loves them. This morning I put something on Freecycle and the ball pit ball person was the first person to mail… spooky!
“Where are they?!”
– The phantom raspberry leaf blower has visited and all the leaves from our front garden have mysteriously vanished overnight… we have no idea who/what has cleared them up!!
The problem with babysitters...
… is that you have to tidy up in advance of their arrival… or at least we do as our place is such a mess. D’oh.
Watch
“£90 for a firmware update!?!?!?”
– Me ranting about the bill for the car…
Bedfellows
The heating is off (due to gas leak) so Sprog and Cat have taken the sensible precaution of bunking up together in Sprog’s cot to conserve heat. We now wonder how often they snuggle up together of an evening…
“Limp home mode”
– also known as too “dangerous to actually drive” mode
4am
Sprog is snuffling… just remembered he didn’t have his cold medicine before bed, feel guilt creeping in. Do I give it now, later, throw it all out of kilter, let him snuffle all night. Why does this decidion need making at 4am? Curses.
“Num num… Oh, hello!!! Num num num….hello *waves* hello… num...”
– Breakfast in the Sprog household… whilst waving and saying hello to our reflections in the window…
Spammer: Ha! They will be doing opening of this message for sure!
Recipient: My boss gloves what?!
Spammer: Your banking detail are being mine! Ha!!1!!1!!
Recipient: Mmmm... spoooons...
“VOTE SPROG!”
– More compo mayhem (no - not Compo from Last of the Summer Wine) anyway, you must vote and vote NOW! A years supply of nappies is at stake!!! See, the length of the link dictates that you must click… and vote… he is the one in the highchair… doing extra big competition style...
No!
I don’t want to end my ebay auction early… sigh… why are there so many annoying people on ebay?!