Killing a Fly with a Ukulele: A Terrifying Thought

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.

02 December 2009

A Terrifying Thought

This idea of the Wonder Week?

I realise that it's actually been a Wonder Fortnight, so far.

Then I remembered that there used to be a show on TV called ...

Oh Lord, please save me.

4 comments:

Allegro ma non troppo said...: Oh, Joe, Joe, what are you doing to your Mum?

Enough Wonderment, already!; 02 December, 2009 21:10
Scurrette said...: Haha!

Unfortunately, I think it is how it will end up.

I just went to Koorong and stocked up on:
5 Love Languages for Kidlets
Boundaries with Kidlets

and the secret weapon...

Have a new kid by Friday. I'm planning on starting that one on Thursday night...

Yeh - that was pretty lame. But my fingers are crossed for a change to take place!; 02 December, 2009 21:29
The Accidental Housewife said...: Oh you make me laugh! I just hope a wonder kid doesn't automatically come with one of those wonder haircuts...; 02 December, 2009 21:49
Tracy P. said...: I've been calling the years I'm in the wonder years--the ones where they sleep all night, put on their own shoes and jackets (and actually zip them), help me with the household chores, and go on scary amusement park rides with me. Fear not! Life with sleep is SO MUCH better!

Although some days I do wonder whether they will beat each other to a pulp. But that's in between fits of giggles.

Joseph, be nice to your mom today, OK?; 02 December, 2009 23:20

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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.

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02 December 2009

A Terrifying Thought

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