Category: Diary

But there is something to see over here.

Weeds is good.

Weeds is addictive.

Weeds is making us laugh a lot.

As soon as Bert goes down for his afternoon nap we’ll lock Phee in her room and finish off our current stash and then have to wait for season 3. It’s going to be a long wait.

(And if you’re wondering why I haven’t linked to the show’s web site it’s because Showtime, in their wisdom, deny access to any information on their shows to anybody outside of the US. Idiots, they must be smoking something…)

Of course it’s today that I finally think of three things that people could buy me for Christmas. Ah well.

We’re all done. All presents wrapped, house as tidy as it can be with two kids, pork defrosted and fridge stacked for the family Christmas day here tomorrow.

Merry Christmas everyone from me, Rae, Phee, Bert, Thomas and Bella.

I love a song by a guy called Rob McColley. I would like to hear more of his songs, especially if they are as good as Teevee, but it seems he has dissapeared and he has no web site so, Rob, if you ever Google yourself and find this blog please let me know where I can find more of your stuff.

I swear, if god had meant husbands to wrap Christmas presents he would have invented self folding paper. (Thanks to Nigel for pointing out to me that you are supposed to fold paper and staples are generally frowned upon.)

I’ve even attempted ribbon. That’s got to be worth bonus points.

We’re saving for a house, have been for a little while now and will no doubt be saving for a long time to come. Part of this commitment involves knowing where our money is coming from and where it’s going to so I keep track of all our expenses in Microsoft Money.

For a while now the credit card we have for bills has been out ($88.55) and it’s been driving me mad so today I sat down with Money and the online statements and was determined to find the discrepancy. It took me a while but back in July I’d missed a payment to the Doggies (a camp for Phee) and had double entered a Bunnings amount.

Doesn’t change the fact we’re broke, but at least I now know by how much!

 I now have a favourite Christmas photo. Check out Santa, could he get any further away from the screaming child?

I don’t like the idea of Christmas light displays. Not sure why, I guess it’s just always seemed a bit too an imported American idea (like Halloween) for my liking. The neighbours from hell went all out with their attempts which I think further set back my interest so I’m not sure why I’ve mellowed a little this year.

Maybe it’s ’cause Bert brings a certain very young person’s perspective to the festive season, or maybe its because they were already here and are a year round fixture on the front of our house, but we’re joining the trend.

 

Ho.

Ho.

Ho.

Congratulations to Robin and Kylie Payne on the birth of their son, Fletcher Charles. Well done mate and welcome to the wonderful world of being a dad.