Killing a Fly with a Ukulele: Yeah, yeah ...

I am the Mum.
If life was a circus, I would be the plate-juggling lady with monkeys on her shoulders who stands on one leg on a horse's back as it canters around the ring.

I am the Writer.
I use too many commas, dashes and dot-dot-dots, and I often start sentences with conjunctions because I like my blog to look the way it sounds in my mind.

I am the Hero.
Life is a bit like a superhero action comic, except that the superheroes are tiny children dressed in super-suits who possess no actual powers, while I just get them food, break up fights and clean their super-suits.

22 December 2008

Yeah, yeah ...

You are so right.

Photos 1 and 3 were indeed the same, in the original post where that series was used I was just using it as an illustration to show how I expected the place to be destroyed soon after I finished my 90-minute tidying odyssey. I wasn't going to deliberately mess it up for the photo, but I wanted to illustrate ... Hope you didn't think I was trying to fool you!

Yes, it was the decorated half of the tree Sonny frought to me, sadly minus most of the decorations. We're spending some time this morning trying to straighten out the tree and re-decorate it.

It is quite warm for cocoa, you're right, but we are suckers for punishment - we keep up the warm drinks in summer. I personally drink fewer of them, but still, cocoa is nice when the day has been a huge hassle from start to finish and you finally get to sit down!

4 comments:

♥ Boomer ♥ said...: Ah Ha! Busted!; 22 December, 2008 12:51
Dee said...: I wont take a pic of the mess the girls make in the lounge, its too much to bear!; 22 December, 2008 16:26
Long dark hair, blue eyes said...: I refuse to believe you drink hot cocoa! hot chocolate maybe - but definitely not cocoa!; 22 December, 2008 18:24
Femina said...: Perhaps you could get the 'tidy' photo blown up and just hold it in front of your face when you walk into that room. "la la la la la.... can't see any mess... la la la..."; 22 December, 2008 20:38

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This is the story of me, Givinya de Elba, and my adventures with Mr de Elba, my children Buzz, Jessie, and Woody and our dog, Bullseye. We have plenty of good times, some weird times and a huge dose of drama.

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I am a part-time speech pathologist, and try to cook, keep a garden alive and take photos that don’t make us look like we are pharmaceutically affected or dangerously homicidal.

I often suffer from Mumfail but I keep hanging on to the One who picks me up when I fall. If you email me, I’ll answer.

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No, they didn't.

They called me Katherine.

I go by Kate.

I came up with the pseudonym Givinya de Elba in highschool and it was based on a joke from an episode of Dad's Army called 'A Soldier's Farewell.'

In the episode, after eating too much toasted cheese, Captain Mainwaring dreams he is Napoleon at the Battle of Waterloo. I don't remember much about the episode other than Mainwaring telling his loyal men (Jones, Pike and Godfrey) that he has been exiled to the island of Elba.

Jones quips, "Hence the expression - Givin' ya the Elber!" (giving you the elbow, i.e., pushing you around.) I thought that Givinya de Elba was a half-decent pseudonym for someone who likes to joke and push people around, and I stuck with that.

My sweet niece ...

22 December 2008

Yeah, yeah ...

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