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Who's having fun here? Little madam, that's who!
She just looks so happy. I love that.
The boy used to call it "biggie boo" and he would giggle his little head off when we would play.
Aw bless, I think all kids love this. We call it Hidey boo. Biggie boo is soooo cute.
What can I say? I'm a protective mama bear prepared to tear shit up for my cub.
Hidey boo is too cute too! I love it when they start to giggle so hard they fall over.
Totally, Amelie giggles now but for a long time she just used to open her mouth wide and make no sound. It's great to hear her laugh now.
I love the silent laughs! You can see how hard they are laughing but nothing comes out. Kids are just great.
I'm taking a few days off from work.
All work and no play makes Jenny a dull girl. All work and no play makes Jenny a dull girl. All work and no play makes Jenny a dull girl.
I'm a bit brain damaged from this week. I am finding it a bit challenging not shoving people out the window. Time for a holiday.
Hope you are doing well.
I hope your days off cure your brain damage. I'm sure people would be a little pissed off with you if you actual resorted to pushing them out of the window. If you are going to do it, run away very fast.
It's already better. Just being home makes it better. And I laughed at the running part. I can run about 10 feet before my knees blow out.
I just keep hoping karma will kick in soon. That would make my days better. Nothing like a swift kick of karma in the ass to move things along. I feel like that's the wrong thing to say.
Like, maybe karma isn't going to help me because I'm hoping it will kick the shit out of a few assholes. And if it did I'd probably be smiling int the inside really big. Maybe it's just the smiling part.
I don't think smiling is the right thing but I can't help it. I'd ducking smile.
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Smile your head off and let everyone see it.
Brain damage cured. It was a good time off. We met with friends, cleaned the house, cooked, watched tv. Did nothing but were bery busy.
Karma. She's a bitch. My first day off I woke up to the sound of jack hammers tearing up the street at 7 am. Al I could do was laugh and get on with my day.
What can you do?
Oh no, Jack hammers????? It's always the bloody way. I'm glad you enjoyed your time off though.
Do you have any more tine off planned in the near future? After time off, I wish so hard for a lottery win so I don't have to go back to work, I think I was born to be a lady of leisure LOL.
She asked my opinion and it didn't match hers and I left no room for debate.
Jackhammers. The first thing that popped into my head was "Karma." I did enjoy my time off anyway. It was good.
I'm taking some time in July. Lots of home projects. Winning the lottery would help that situation. I too, have been born to be a lady of leisure!
This weekend is supposed to have spectacular weather. Fortunately for me, I did most of my outside chores, so I can read in the sun for a bit. I just love that. I might even try to lighten my hair. Nothing too shocking. Just a little sun-kissing!
As for my friend, she's hot and cold but mostly adversarial. I've had friends who like to argue, but she seems to be happy only when there's misery and gets angry when I'm happy. What kind of friend is that?
Lately it seems that I'm only making her angry but she keeps coming back. I don't know. She's weird.
Hmmmmm, you can do without the stress of a friend like that. It sounds like she a masochist and only enjoys having chaos and misery in her life. It's bloody mean of her to hate you being happy though. It's one thing her liking misery, but she can't expect everyone to be the same.
Sitting in the sun reading, I'd love a bit of that, never seem to have the time though. During the week I'm either at work or looking after little madam. When the weekend comes, I've always got loads to do. I know I only went away in May, but I need a holiday LOL. Here's to us both winning the lottery and being ladies of leisure forever.
I bet your hair would look lovely all sunkissed.
Talking of little madam, she is now crazy about Thomas the Tank Engine and has made up her own sign language for Thomas. She presses her hand down like she's beeping a horn. We like to teach her the sign language on "Mr Tumble" all the kids love it, but she's making up her own too, so cute.
her other cute thing is that she likes Row your boat but can only sing the row, row , row bit over and over.
Take a breathe and ignore your friend, I'm sure she'll be back next time she wants an argument.
I can do without the stress of a friend like that. I tend to avoid the calls and haven’t called her in a number of years. I’m just short of blocking her number. Because she lives for her own misery and spreading that venom, I tend to not share the good or bad with her. She tells me “Oh just wait until blah, blah, blah happens…” or “enjoy it now because it won’t last.” Who wants to hear the negative all the time? I’m a born pessimist (although I like to think of myself more as a Realist), but even she’s got me beat.
I think she’s terribly unhappy. Unhappy with the choices she’s made in life. She looks at me and thinks I’m lucky. I’m not necessarily lucky, I work hard. I’m willing to sacrifice for things I want or need and for those I love. Believe me, it’s not all peaches and cream in my life. But it ain’t bad and I have no regrets. I don’t compare what I have or don’t have with those around me. Why bother? I have my own thing going on.
I tried to sit in the sun and read this week. It was so hot I stuck to the chair and myself. My clothing stuck to me and I just sweated. It was not sexy or comfortable. My sun kissed hair needs more kissing. It lightened up a little bit, but I think I will try again this weekend.
Little Madam – I LOVED Thomas the Tank Engine. I loved the stories and the characters. James was a personal favorite because he was red and a bit cranky. They were just so cute. I didn’t mind the movies and loved the books. The stories were great for him and I thought he got something from it. The Boy loved it all. There’s a fairly local village about an hour away. Twice a year they have an actual Thomas the Tank Engine train that you can ride in. Well, you ride in either Annie or Clarabell. This weekend is one time and then they do it again in September. We’ve taken the Boy a few times. He loved it. It was expensive, but he was just so excited. A real live “Ta-Ta” he would call him.
I love when the kids start to sing. Even the simple songs. They try real hard and their little voices are like little angels. Not to mention how they mangle the words. The boy loved “Twinkle, Twinkle little star” so much that when his granny got a cat, he named him “Twinkle.”
Those dang kids. Every stage they grow into winds up being my favorite.
GF will be back. She can’t help it. Although I’m not sure why. It’s been a toxic relationship far longer than I’m willing to admit.
Yeah, hearing about how everything is going to go wrong will just get you down, you can do without that.
Oh god, we've had that same heat here. There's nothing worse where the sweat is concerned than going to the loo and having to pull that sweaty thong back up, it's like your butt crack is the point where all the sweat pools. I hate that wet yourself feeling. Maybe I should stop wearing thongs in hot weather but I hate how your pants ride up your butt so I by knickers that are supposed to be there, they just aren't so great in this horrendous heat. I'd still rather sit in a puddle of my own sweat then feel even a little cold draught. I hate the cold with a passion.
Thomas is great. There is a Thomas Land at a big theme park and we are gonna take her this summer. Now she won't eat her Peppa pig yoghurts, they have to be the Thomas yoghurts even though they have the same yoghurt inside LOL. She knows her mind. Yeah, the books are great. We vought her a massive complete collection one, it's quite heavy for her but she loves it.
I know, it's soooooo cute when kids start to sing. She can do row, row, row boat, but not the other words. Mostly she just sings what we call the blagh, blagh song cos those are the only words, blagh, blagh, blagh she can sing that for ages LOL.
Bought of course, not vought, dugh.
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