Killing a Fly with a Ukulele: Flash Forward

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.

05 September 2009

Flash Forward

Sometimes you get the feeling you've just seen through a window to 15 years into your future.

Like when your two-year-old boy (2 yrs ago) is standing on the driver's seat of the car, 'driving' somewhere. And you get a weird thought: Flash-Forward 15 years ... oh dear.

Or when your two-year-old girl races around with a doll's stroller saying, "I'm going now! I need some money!" Flash-Forward 15 years ... oh dear.

7 comments:

Long dark hair, blue eyes said...: hehe

yeah I am sure the years will fly by and before you know it they will be driving and hopefully eventually earning money themselves.; 05 September, 2009 13:29
Femina said...: 15 years? You anticipate Anna-Lucia is going to be pushing a stroller at 17???; 05 September, 2009 14:30
Hippomanic Jen said...: She could almost pass for 17 now with her movie star glamour.; 05 September, 2009 14:44
Swift Jan said...: I had a flash forward the other week when my bride friend's son was introducing Ella to the other kids in the playground as his girlfriend!!!!; 05 September, 2009 16:05
Sassy Britches said...: I'm 32 years old, and I would kill for someone to dress me like that! To heck with her growing up; may I grown down and come live with you?; 06 September, 2009 02:22
Allegro ma non troppo said...: Peanut has recently decided that boy bits are very gross. "Ewww! A doodle! They so ylucky. Ylucky doodles, ew, gross..."

I hope that lasts 15 years or more...; 06 September, 2009 16:16
Jen said...: This is so funny b/c I have a little girl doing the same thing.; 07 September, 2009 21:08

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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.

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They called me Katherine.

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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 ...

05 September 2009

Flash Forward

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