17 December 2006

The Hotness

Found these whilst looking through my Mum's old knitting patterns - if I get knitting quick enough, it's all my Christmas presents sorted out! Send me a self-addressed, stamped envelope and I can send you a copy so you too can knit your way into people's hearts!



You may not be able to read the smaller print - it suggests that if there is any extra material left over, you can use it to make an attractive matching belt or headband accessory! My problem now is, I 'm just not sure which outfit I like best.



For every baby in your life, nothing says loving like an all-in-one orange knitted outfit.

A little known fact that my Mum, sister and I once posed for a knitting pattern. I think it's a good look. I particularly like the tag-line near the top: "Body-stocking freedom". Neatly illustrated by the small picture too; have you ever seen anyone who so exudes freedom and delight from their knitted body stocking?


My absolute personal favourite. Everyone has a man in their life who could be a little bit more enriched for owning a knitted 'helmet'. Just hang onto him tight, the other girls in the neighbourhood will soon be trying to sink their claws into him!

14 December 2006

Arrival

I have arrived!

Who says a 9-hour flight with an overtired 2 year old is too much?! Aghh... The less said about it the better. Suffice it to say, we have arrived in glorious Canada, to my house with my amazing parents, and life is looking better and better.

You'll be glad to hear, I'm sure, that both the dishwasher and wallet situation were resolved. Hurrah. Apparently, it is possible for me to be wrong! (I know - I am still getting over the shock too. No-one tell Mike!!!) I blame aliens for implanting false memories of me bringing my wallet home with me (I was so sure!) Can I put my blog to good use yet again and thank the extremely kind soul who found my wallet dropped outside Tesco and turned it in totally intact. You are a good person, I wish I knew who you were so I could thank you and give you a great big thank you smooch under the mistletoe. But you'll just have to know that you made this girl a very happy bunny.All I can say is it is great to be back, but you all suck for living so far away!! I miss my girls and don't know what I'll do without you. Holls and Jess, I hear you're gonna be around - anyone else, let me know, though I admit I have been a very bad pal the last few months and have not been in touch. Big apologies. Anyone who wants can get an apology smooch under the mistletoe!! :) Just joshing.


But I AM sending a big kiss under the mistletoe to Mike. Yes, it is a bit sickening. But we had the most amazing weekend away together before I left. Smooches, walks in the rain, holding hands over hot chocolates. All the stuff that makes me ill and I laugh at as being cheesey. It turns out that I am a cheesey mushy girl after all!! And I miss him. Aw...

Over and out comrades. I am thinking of you all as Christmas gets near and we all like to have friends and family around! Except for the people who are here by accident or who got here by random blog search. I'm not thinking about you, but only because I don't know you. I'm sure you're very nice people. Drop me a Christmas comment (or some mistletoe!!) :) and I promise I'll think of you too!

Feliz Navidad!


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Soundtrack to this blogging session:
Knick knack paddywhack - Ben Lunn
Looking for the Ogo Pogo - Ben Lunn
Twinkle Twinkle - Ben Lunn
If You're Happy and You Know It - Ben Lunn
My nephew is listening to records and singing along beside me !

13 December 2006

BIRTHDAY WISHES

Holly Hoo Hoo

Happy Birthday
25!
Especially for you, as a birthday treat, a picture of a smiling koala



And now, a picture of a brand new toilet. I hope it brings you joy.

Have a great birthday. You're an awesome friend. MWAH!!!! Can't wait to see you whenever you're in Calgary.

06 December 2006

What I'm Thinking

Sneaky

Countdown until leaving for Canada:
6 days

Things that I have to do before then:
Lots and lots and lots and lots

Things getting in my way:
1)My washing machine broke yesterday. Again. Mid-cycle. Again. With a very loud thump. The man can come fix it, maybe tomorrow, maybe in the afternoon, maybe not. Until then, my nice new blue sheets sit forlornly inside in a puddle of soapy water.

2) I have lost my wallet. Again. Sadly, not with a very loud thump. The worst part of this for me is that I KNOW the last time I had it was inside my flat. And I realized I had lost it before I left my flat again. This leads me to believe that is must be inside the flat, somewhere.

Places I have looked:
In/under the couch
In my underwear drawer
In my laundry bin
Behind the loose skirting board in the kitchen
In the fridge and freezer
Inside and on top of every single cupboard, also inside the cups and bowls and Tupperware
Through the whole garbage can - yes, I hunted through that puppy!
Through every bag and piece of clothing I own
Behind my bookshelf and behind each individual book

Random Recent News Story That This Relates To:
Apparently, a girl was wedged behind the bookcase in her room, quite dead, for 11 days, while her poor frantic family searched everywhere for her, thinking she had been kidnapped. It appears she had been trying to adjust the TV plug, fell behind and got stuck.

Two Best Ever Quotes From This News Story, Courtesy of BBC Website
"The family told the newspaper that they had noticed a strange smell coming from the room, but blamed it on rats"

"Her death was eventually discovered when her sister noticed a foot protruding from behind the bookcase. 'I'm sleeping in the same house as her for 11 days, looking for her. And all the time she was right there in the bedroom', said her mother"

What I Have Decided
I love my wallet, and even more so the little plastic cards it contains that buy me things. But if it is stuck behind the bookcase, I think it can stay there.


Final Thought
I didn't know rats had a smell

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Soundtrack for this blogging session:
Dolly Parton - Workin' 9-5
Venga Boys - Venga Bus
Mariah Carey - All I Want For Christmas
N'Sync - Bye Bye Bye

(Songs inspired by a fantastic weekend out partying til the early hours to gay anthems!)

01 December 2006

This One's For The Girls

This video has a great message, and while I have (slight) issues that it is still at essence manipulative adverstising for a multibillion dollar corporation who is out for profit, I did think of it at the salon today, flicking through a magazine of hot chicks, and was comforted. I laughed at one viewers' (very un-PC) comment that it is like watching a night out at the bar for him - the chicks start off so-so and by the end of his night have morphed into supermodels. Anyways, enjoy. Heads held high, girls!

Bouncing here and there and everywhere

Don't I always say you heard it here first? The other day, after posting my blog, I turned the radio off and did some chores around the house. When I turned it back on, what were they doing but asking listeners to text in about their favourite kids' tv show! More proof that I secretly rule the world, I think much! The winner, voted by the great British public, was Gummi Bears.

I babysat my nephew Ben last night. It was great. He is very cute and is at the stage of rapidly expanding his vocab. He soaks up anything you say and repeats it with great delight. I have spent a highly amusing time with him, teaching him vocab like, "Hammer Time"and "jaundice". Mild abuse of aunty position but it makes me laugh. My sister, the yuppy, takes him out to Starbucks with her and orders him a 'babyccino" which is milk in a mini coffee cup, with frothed milk on top and a marshmallow on the side. Yes, seriously. Groom them young!

Speaking of hot drinks, I have a see-through electric kettle. I made myself a hot-water bottle the other night and watched it boil. Proof, I think, against the old adage that it won't do that if you're watching it. It also led me to question how the kettle knows when the water is boiling to turn itself off. My answer? It must have some kind of thermostat inside.

Now you remember why you come here, eh?
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Soundtrack for this blogging session:

Akon ft. Eminem - Smack That