Friday, 30 January 2009
Wednesday, 28 January 2009
Monday, 26 January 2009
So imagine my forced smile of gratitude when Ana ripped the wrapping from her birthday present to reveal a box of 7500 of the bligthers. How bad can it be? I suppose under strict supervision a place for the Hama Bead can be found in our home and in our hearts. So that's just what we did. I watched hawk like as the girls made their bead pictures.
Amy decided on a butterfly.
Amy started off well, but got bored one minute into the build so mummy finished it.
The finished pieces.
So have I changed my mind about Hama Beads? Perhaps, but for now the box is staying hidden from little fingers.
Sunday, 25 January 2009
Amy apparently making the jelly in her tummy wobble
Ana enjoying jelly and ice cream. YUM!
Saturday, 24 January 2009
The girls ready to go watch the dragon dance
Amy's fortune said. "Life to you is danshing and a bold adventure." Very fitting I thought
Ana's fortune said. "Advice, when most needed, is least heeded."
Everything was fine, until the the banging of the drums and the dragons started dancing, then Amy was completely terrified. She was convinced the dragons were going to eat her or roar loudly and breathe fire.
We followed the dancers down the high street in a huge procession. It was then that the dragons came closer and fluttered their eyes at the all the children. This did not help to improve Amy's terrified mood.
A lovely lady tried to tell Amy that they were nothing more then men in costume and pointed out their legs, but Amy was having none of it. She didn't believe any of us until the dragons removed their heads at the end dance. Of course then she wanted to see the dragons dance again. Maybe next year!
Afterwards we went to the free arts and crafts stall set up in the shopping centre and had a go at making our own paper Chinese lanterns.
The girls with their paper lanterns
Friday, 23 January 2009
Thursday, 22 January 2009
Monday, 19 January 2009
Last night it seems that I was visited by the house goblins.
I went to bed, leaving Vinnie up watching something insanely boring on the TV.
Everything was as it should be, neat, clean and tidy. Yet this morning when I got up it was not so.
In the night those blasted goblins had been at work. They must have been peckish as they decided to make themselves toast with cream cheese, some sliced pickled beetroot and have a large glass of milk to wash it all down. They had left the bread on the side unwrapped so that it had gone stale, the knife used to spread the creme cheese was just tossed haphazardly onto the work surface leaving little cheesy smear marks. They hadn't replaced the lid on the now empty (except for the vinegar) beetroot jar let alone washed it out or put it in the recycle bin.
The plate and glass where left on the dining table, unwashed. They hadn't taken the rubbish out after them or even bothered to switch the toaster off at the socket when finished.
Obviously full after their feast they then decided to have a bath.
Wet towels where left in a crumpled heap on the floor. They had removed and not replaced every cap to every bottle in the bathroom. There was shaving foam dripped everywhere and they had failed to wash the scum out of the bath after them. They had even drawn in the condensation on the windows!
Worst of all they had used the last of the toilet roll and left the cardboard tube on the side to mock me.
I have yet to catch these goblins in the act, the clever beasties even locked the back door after them. No doubt cackling to themselves as they went on to the next unsuspecting household.
Tuesday, 6 January 2009
Available in shops now!
Joking a side I have finally managed to record some of the things Izzy says when she's having a good old chunter to herself (sadly no coughing). Being camaera shy and claming up when ever I tried to film her the only way I could get anything was to hide round the corner and film the floor. So unfortunately all you get to look at is my rather interesting floor and a shoe.
Izzy says on the video:
Shut up! Hello? What you do? Im a chicken. Ring ring. Hello? 3,2,1. Ring ring. Hello? What? All right then. Bye! (sound of end call button being pressed) Ring ring. Hello? Its you. What you doing sweetie? The high pitched noise that drives Vinnie bonkers. Ring ring. Hello? Its you. Yeah. AMY! (something I cant catch). Im a chicken. (something, something then) Amy. Ring ring. Hello? Hmm. Ooh **** you! What you doing chicken? Ring ring. Hello? Hmm. (something I cant catch). Hello chicken. Ring ring. AMY what you doing? What you doing?. Amys scream Smelly dog! What you got?
Sunday, 4 January 2009
As to which major appliance will cock up next.
Just two days into the new year and my freezer decides to pack in.
Yesterday Vinnie went to Comet and ordered the cheapest one available, but even then it's £225 we can't really afford and on top of that he had to pay £20 for delivery sometime between 8 - 6 Wednesday.
Of course in true Sod's Law fashion the day before I had done a massive Iceland shop. So three days of trying to keep frozen food as cold as possible. Thankfully it has been so cold lately that nothing has defrosted.
So place you bets, what will be the next thing to need replacing.
The washing machine
The tumble drier (although I hardly use it as it is)
or God forbid, the TV!