10 things

Julie from Mama of 2 boys has invited me to share 10 things about myself with you that you may or may not know already. 

So....

1. I am living in fantasy world at the moment that exists with me wanting to turn '40 in France'.  I have four years to save and am tempted to open a bank account named exactly that.  I want to go by myself - no husband, no kids - and just wander the streets soaking it all in.
2. I tutor small people who are not my own, helping them to read and write.  I am eternally patient, kind and non-grouchy.  Something I find well-nigh impossible to be when attempting to help my own child to read.
3. I am not very good at keeping secrets.  Dont tell me anything you dont want my sister Tania to know...or my friend Kate...or my husband.
4. I have never washed the windows on my house or cleaned the skirting boards or dusted the little ledge they create.  The thought of doing such a thing renders me braindead.  I wait for my MIL to visit and she does it for me.
5. I have 144 apps on my iphone.  I maybe use about 10 of them.
6. I have two degrees, one of which is an Arts degree from the Uni of Tasmania with a major in Sociology and a minor in Philosophy.  I have never used this degree for anything.  Although I have kept one philosophy textbook on my shelf called 'The Meaning of Life', a statement it does not really answer but I feel like the presence of the book itself indicates to others that I might know what it is.
7. I have not worked in 7 years.  Technically I am still considered to be on maternity leave from my primary school teaching position.  I think this lack of working may strongly impact on my number 1 up there... no money equals no savings in that '40 in France' account!
8. I find most teenagers scary and intimidating.  Where do they get all that confidence from????
9. I may have told you this before but my husband does the majority of the cooking in our house. 
10. I am addicted to blog reading.  It is replacing my magazine addiction.  I have so many blogs in my Google Reader that some mornings I wake up and discover 100's of new things sitting there ready for me to read.  I cant believe I waited so long to become a part of this online community!

I think I am supposed to dob in some other lovely blogging mates to share 10 things about themselves as well, but in doing the rounds I've noticed a few of my favourite people have already done this.  So if you would like to share 10 things about yourself with us, leave a comment below and we'll all come and visit you.

Why this will never be a cooking and photography blog....

...because I bake $2 packet mix carrot cake for afternoon tea & take pictures of it with my iPhone.

oh, the shame

In the (Lady) Lion's Den

Saturday nights change after you have children.  You probably knew that already. 

Mine looks like this on a fairly regular basis. 

The small people are sleeping, my husbands away.  I may have a fairly dreadful movie on tv (The Ugly Truth... and it is pretty ugly... except of course for Gerard Butler!).  I have developed blisters from cutting  out those lego men.  And a large percentage of those m&m's may have already been consumed.

What do your Saturday night's look like?

Give a grown up a skipping rope at the museum and you shall end up with ridiculous photographic evidence

My niece, me, my sister.

I hope they still speak to me after this.

My music confession....It's a heartache!

I noticed one or two ladies of late fessing up to some 90's music love.  I dare not judge.  I was raised on Bonnie Tyler.  I love her.  I sing with her at every opporunity.  I have her in my car and on my ipod.  I fondly remember drives home from uni in Hobart back to Devonport literally singing the entire Bonnie Tyler catalogue the whole way.

When I was about 700 hundred weeks pregnant with Matilda, my sister and I went and saw her at the Casino.  Can I just say how fabulous it was without being judged to harshly?!

We were quite possbily the youngest people in the audience and were told several times by those around us to sit down and stop singing along... truly.

The best bit was after the concert, when everyone just got up and left my sister and I spied her husband coming out from backstage, accosted him and asked whether it would be possible for her to sign out concert tickets.  Why dont we come back and meet her, he says!  Be still our excited hearts!  I tell you he was lucky I didn't immediately go into labour.

She was super lovely and friendly and in the end not only autographed things for us and let us take bunches of photos, she also sang 'It's a heartache' over the phone to my mum after my sister had rung my mum back home in Tassie to tell her exactly who we were with! 

And look, she hasn't aged at all.

See... dont judge my ginormous moonhead... 700 weeks pregnant remember.

Ever met a famous person before???

Tuesdays.... bleuch!

Do you know Tuesday's irritate me? 

I'd leave now if you dont want to listen to my whining.

Still here, huh?  Do Tuesday's annoy you too?

My children have been getting up far too early for their own good - like around 5am.  Getting them back to bed to sleep some more has proven pointless.  A 5am wake-up call and being 2 don't make for a pleasant day at all.

I have done nothing but pick up after other people today.  I vacuumed up several pieces of lego this morning and smiled satisfactorily when I heard their crunching sound winging their way up the vacuum tube.

Why are Spotlight so rude?  Not just the people that work there but the fact that they charge $2 to access a trolley and that you never have $2 on you?  I asked 4 people this morning in that store where I could find their leather string and not one single person gave me the correct location, showed me the way or even knew what I was talking about.  And they do have it, and it was in stock!

Two small boys in this house have managed to break two sets of expensive in-car headphones!  Removed the battery covers, lost them and then stolen the batteries.  They are both accusing each other of the crime.

Every time my husband goes away, large creepy crawlies tend to make themselves known.  The worst ones are those that hide in the clothes you have bought in off the line.  They tend to leap on me, fall down my bra and make my dance hysterically while screaming.

I have no money and need a job, but don't know how to manage and organise the small people so I can get a job and still be present for them.  Primary school teachers who can only work part-time are not in high demand.  And I simple cannot go back to being a checkout chick.... I have two degrees goddammit and I will use them!

My wardrobe is full of clothes and I have nothing to wear.  I need a massive sort and cull and tidy and simply do not have the energy for it.  Instead I will continue to buy white, black, navy blue and grey things and force them into my exploding cupboard.

The shining light for my morning......

...someone sat still long enough this morning for me to get this teeny tiny partly braided plait in her hair! 

By the way, I will be totally fine by tomorrow.  I love Wednesdays.

About me... the 200th post.

It has been bought to my attention that I should probably have an 'about me' page going on but I can never think what to include or not.  I have written some drafts but when I read through them, they just don't sound like me!  Do you have trouble writing about yourself?  When you visit a new blog, is the about me page the first place you head to?  I have read some fantastic about me pages and a couple of weeks ago FatMumSlim wrote a great post on 8 of the best about me pages written by some great people.

While you're waiting for what I am sure will be a riveting 'about me' page to arrive I give you this instead - "Six Secrets on Sunday".

1. I read Mills and Boon books.  Sad I know.  I buy them for 20 cents from the local op shop and I have been reading them for years - probably since my mum used to work for the distributor and we ended up with boxes of coverless Mills and Boons in our house.  I even have a favourite Mills and Boon author (Penny Jordan).  Clicked away yet?  I will fully understand if you have.
2. I was once so angry at my husband I threw the remote control at his head and (fortunately/unfortunately!!) missed.  I do not remember what we were fighting about anymore but I do remember the fury I felt at the time.
3. I am addicted to catalogues and get super annoyed if my husband gets to the letterbox before me cause he throws them straight into the recycling bin (maybe this is why I threw a remote at his head).  I love the big thick ones that arrive from Target and Big W especially.
4. Each time I was pregnant I have put on over 30kgs.
5. When I was 18 I was caught shoplifting (!!!!).  I can now not ever look at or buy the Cellini brand of bags or purses without my heart racing in my chest and fear coursing through me.
6. I was born and bred in Tasmania.

Ok, so they are not really secrets, I just liked all that alliteration!