Damn you, Snap, Crackle and Pop!!

Here's a handy hint for you domestic goddesses (and gods): when baking with rice crispies, ensure that they are not stale before you add them to the mix. Bastards.

A request

Wow! I actually got a request to update the blog! That's heartwarming, although I would invite more comments! But honestly, Rach, not much going on this week:

A spot of bird watching (I need a new lens):

Having pals over:

Cleaning the kitchen:

But here's a riddle to all the stay at home mothers out there: Take one bored housewife, who watches too much Heston Blumenthal, a request for a cowgirl supper and what do you get:

Who can do better? My family weren't impressed. I was shocked and hurt. I accept full responsibility as well as ideas for meals (with photos please).

Here's a funny story though. Mae is currently very aware that people speak other languages, mostly due to having Polish friends. And Dora for the Espanol. On the way to school we were talking about how some people speak Polish, some English when she said "but I speak Canadian. I say 'dude'"

Totally, dude.

I am the Mog

Mae loves this song:

I put horses heads in people's beds

'Cus I am the mog.

Well, that's what she thinks it is. It's actually I am the Mob, which makes more sense. But would you like to explain what that means to a three year old? She thinks it's a song about a cat.

Mae's taste in music is diverse. The above is by Cerys Matthews, former lead of Catatonia. She also likes the White Stripes, and that is much better than her other favourite, rap. It might have a good beat, but you know, the lyrics leave a little to be desired.....fizzle ma shizzle is the tame stuff. C to the R to the A to the P.....

I digress. What this blog is about is Cerys. Geoff's dream woman. He is actually watching I'm a Celebrity, as she is on it this year. Actually, she is very sweet.....too bad Michael Vartan isn't on it as well, the perfect show....mmmmmmmmm

I'm in the money!

Well, not quite, and I have to work for it, but I have a new job!! Yay! Remember that job I didn't get a few weeks ago? Well, they called me afterwards and offered me a different one!!!
Only 10 hours a week but I still need to clean up after the two savages here at home, don't have time for much more!!
PS- I still don't have enough for Christmas gifts, so don't ask.

The Jungle Book in Mae's World

Look for the bare necessinees

The simple bare necessinees

Forget about your wormies and your stripes

I mean the bare necessinees

That's why a bear can rest at ease

With just the bare necessinees of life

Families need Fathers

Why? You may ask?

Well, in my most cynical bitchy moments I may ask why as well (not often though, really, Geoff)- but Mae hasn't been going to bed well for about two months and we are all at the end of our tether (on Friday I was visualising the fall out from a quick shake of my daughter-obviously that calmed me down)

We have tried everything. Put her back in bed, no talking (I don't agree with this one, especially when Mae screams 'PLEASE! Just talk me me!')

Shouting (which is particularly effective, although not fun)

Threatening that uncle Chris will come in if you don't stay in your room, but we don't want years of horror of uncle Chris.

Barganing with treats or special days (but I don't wanna stay home all day after a bad night so that doesn't work)

And so on, ad infinitum.

Then Geoff has this brilliant idea to buy some stupid dinkies from Ebay. Cue eye rolling.

The first night we told her about her new star chart, and that if she stays in bed well she will get a heart sticker and a car in the morning.

Next morning she got a sad face sticker. Needless to say there were tears.

Since then....It WORKED!!!!!!

We moved her back into her old bed, which she asked for (mom, I think you are in the bunk bed over Christmas), and now she has two new cars.

I am sure that wouldn't have worked for me as a kid. Where did Mae come from....???

Hint: