The trackball on my Blackberry has stuck, so anything I type will have to stay that way. There will be no scrolling back to fix anything! It's like life, y'know! I can scroll forward, but not back. I will dismantle the whole trackball thing and try to fix it, so if you never hear from me again you know why.
I have a new award! Green Girl In Wisconsin has given it to me for being marvellous, and I am so proud! I will pass it on and do links when I am back at the desktop, but in the meantime check out Green Girl and my fellow Awardees, they are all good. *Bows, Bows...*
Yesterday, it rained. And it rained. It may be too early to tell, but today looks like rain. Some pelicans are sitting huddled at the end of a jetty across the bay, and that is never a good sign.
However, the boys are having a blast, changing their clothes frequently and leaving them in wet heaps everywhere. When I say "Hey you! Did you know that your clothes are in a wet heap here?" they say, "*GASP!* WHO put those there! I hung mine up!"
I am not concerned at all. I figure the best way to learn to hang your clothes up is to discover you have none left.
Actually, there are spare clothes for the boys, but I have cunningly hidden them. For emergencies.
Why do children wake so early when they are on holiday? Why must they be in such a noisy good mood? Why can't they go and sulk, quietly, somewhere, and not speak to one another? Why the whooping at five-thirty?
I ought to go put a damper on everyone's spirits. Or maybe cook a massive breakfast? Full mouths being too busy to whoop?
This website was invented many years ago, when the author kept coming across interesting things in pockets whilst doing laundry. Like small, terrified reptiles. Blogging about raising children in the rainforest, moving them to the UK and watching them leave home one by one to have their own adventures has gradually been replaced by a return to grownup life for their mother, Nan Sheppard, who is an anthropologist, writer and public international law consultant.
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I wish somebody would cook me a massive breakfast, says she as she eyeballs crunchy peanut butter and toast.
I DID! Where are you? Bangers, fried onions, fresh mushrooms, eggs, pancakes, baked beans! Mmmmmmm.... It's okay, if you can't make it I'll eat your share!
In my experience, full mouths still whoop resulting only in flying scrambled egg particles, and NOT resulting in silence
YOU are so funny. I agree, WHY so early on vacation? They want to suck every second of fun out of the day while awake:)
FOOD FIGHT!!!!
Bwaahahaha! Thank you, Lceel, for reminding us of the way boys' minds work!
Angel was up at 5:30 am. So so was I. I'll happily get up with the boys next week so you can have a lie in :)
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