Today I found myself thinking ‘‘hmmm how many days until the 1st of December, I want to decorate the house’’ then I was like ‘’EWWWWWW who is this person in my head, GET OUT’’.
I then sat and pondered ‘’No I am aloud to look forward to and get excited about Christmas, because at Christmas I get to see my family’’.
Fuck you consumer materialism and hallmark for making me feel so dirty. I went to the Shops yesterday to get some photos printed and nearly vomited and had a tinsel overdose.
Remember people this is supposed to be a time to reflect on love and family, not be drowned in bullshit. Everyone gets so amped up, stressed and agro around Christmas time, be nice to each other people that’s the fucking point, car park rage retards I’m talking to you, pull your heads in.
But no – I’m aloud to get excited – I love being with my family, immediate and extended.
So Woo Hoo, Bring on what will be my sons first Christmas. Love, Peace and Family that’s what Christmas is about.
My Ellie Girl (not sure if she’s looking guilty or worried).
I laughed when I opened my emails this morning and saw that this weeks photo challenge is ‘Unexpected’. My photos are not of anything unexpected, but the story behind them was.
This Morning at 4.30 we heard our Ellie girl barking, OUT THE FRONT. Now Ellie isn’t the type of dog that runs away, even if that gates open or digs holes for that matter, but she decided to dig under the side fence and then go and sit on the front lawn barking at the dog across the road – Did I mention this dog doesn’t normally dig and it was a 4.30am – very unexpected.
Below is my husbands repair job on the hole, it was a rather big hole, i only wish i’d gotten a photo before he filled it in – would have been much more impressive.
I went for a walk today along the water near where I live for the first time since I started back at work part time.
It had been three weeks and when I’m not walking regularly I forget how much I enjoy it and how good I feel afterwards. It’s rather shocking how much tension we can build up in our systems and I always find a brisk walk helps to ease it – Vodka and Chocolate would work also, but I think the walks a healthier and less hangover inducing option.
In the four months I got to stay at home with my son we’d daily enjoy going for a walk then coming home, having a bath, then a nap. So today was nice, just my son and I doing our thing. It’s amazing how a simple thing like going out into the fresh air and sunshine for a walk can make everything better.
I am convinced I do not have a baby boy; I in fact have a little velociraptor.
Remember Velociraptors the freakishly intelligent dinosaurs in Jurassic park, really good at tracking their pray, opening doors and what not.
I came to the conclusion the other day when he was sitting on my lap that he in fact was not a baby boy but a little velociraptor; he was sitting in my lap holding his arms up like the dinosaurs do in the movie and giving me one of his death stares. While staring into my eyes he giggled and with the speed of a striking snake grabbed my thumb, shoved it in his mouth, bit down as hard as he could and then giggled again.
My clever little velociraptor tracks me with his eyes no matter where I go, chews on whatever body part he can get to, my neck, arm, leg, hands, fingers, nose, chin etc. etc.
He just stares at me, with these awesome murderous looks, I always wonder what is going on in his head, I often imagine he is planning my murder and how he intends to cook me.
When he stares into my eyes and stares me down, it often scares me as I wonder if he can read my soul.
Oh how I love him So!!!!!!!!!!
I have very sensitive skin and so have been playing it safe and just assuming my son also will have sensitive skin.
QV is one of the very few products that does not irritate my skin, so it’s all I’ve used on my son.
Recently I purchased a bottle of goats milk body wash as it was half the price of the QV and on the bottle states its ideal for sensitive skin. I’ve been using it in the shower to see if it affects my skin before I use it on my son, I’ve been using it for about two weeks now and I haven’t gotten any rashes or burns and my skins been ouch free – BUT yesterday I got some in my eye, it was one of the most painful things I’ve ever gotten in my eye, I liken it to the time I got a flying amber from a camp fire in my eye. It took a couple of hours before it stopped stinging. Thank god I hadn’t used it on my son first – it hurt my adult eye so much, imagine a little babies eye coping with it, makes my stomach churn. So only water and QV for my little prince (I’ve had it in my eyes and its fine).
So I’m just going to put it out there people if you buy a body wash or bubble bath for your kids, use it first and put some in your eye to be sure – lovely safe looking bottles can be deceiving.
So I have finally finished typing up the big box of poetry that I’ve had piling up for the last ten years, oh boy that an emotional trip down memory lane it has been.
So to celebrate I thought I would share one with you all:
I can feel your warmth
I can feel your naked body pressed against mine
As I lose all sense of time
I feel your breath
And your lips
On the back of my neck
I turn to stroke your chest
But you’re not there
I’m alone in my bed
All these feelings are in my head
I long to feel your soft lips pressing against mine
Is loving you really such a crime
As the sunrise draws closer
I quickly try to regain my composure
If I was stronger I might be able to get some closure
But for now I’m just a prisoner of time
When I read this week’s challenge was layers my brain went straight to the scene in Shrek when Shrek is trying to explain to Donkey that Ogres are like onions ‘they have layers’
Which got me thinking, I have layers and some so covered up hardly anyone has ever seen them.
So do I do a self-portrait or a photo of onions hmmmmmmm I tried to take a self-portrait, but I hated every photo I took, so I gave up and went into my pantry and found some onions.