Killing a Fly with a Ukulele: I achieved something! And now I can barely walk.

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.

13 March 2012

I achieved something! And now I can barely walk.

Today I did something - something beyond the usual stuff that doesn't get noticed! I made a homework corner for Buzz and Jessie so we can keep their books spread out and keep tabs on their pencils and stuff. In the process of this I swept, vacuumed, tidied toys, cleaned tables and a whole lot of other things. Now, it seems I will soon be announcing the divorce or at least temporary separation of my sacrum and my ilium. I can barely walk. It's great.

8 comments:

The Accidental Housewife said...: Oh no! The were such a lovely couple! I didn't see that coming at all :(

In other news, less inspired tidying, more gestating on the couch, please. You'll have me worried about you.

Hope you feel better soon.... Xox; 13 March, 2012 20:46
Givinya De Elba said...: This poor couple has been having a rough time since halfway through my first pregnancy ... occasional trial separations are inevitable given their irreconcilable differences.

In my second pregnancy I did hydrotherapy with girls on crutches ... if that's in my future, you bet there will be gestating on the couch!!

In the meantime, staying busy merely makes it sore, it's when I stop and sit or lie down that the joint goes completely wrong and I find I can't get up! Jolly thing.; 13 March, 2012 21:08
robyn said...: Oh mine does the the same thing in pregnancy! I feel for you... but good on you for achieving something, just make sure you take it easy too ;); 13 March, 2012 21:59
♥ Boomer ♥ said...: Would Glucosamine help at all? So sorry you deal with this ... you are way too young.; 14 March, 2012 09:44
Givinya De Elba said...: Too young to be pregnant? Thanks for the compliment! But sadly low tone and hormones are more than happy to relax things waaay too much ;-) Long time no see my friend, thanks for popping over to comment!; 14 March, 2012 13:32
Allegro ma non troppo said...: Gah, that's awful. At least you get to chant Never Again, Never Again! Youngest children are awesome like that.; 14 March, 2012 14:44
Hippomanic Jen said...: Yeah, it's hard when they've fought so hard to stay together despite their irreconcilable differences and now it's JUST. NOT. WORKING.

The homework corner does sound spectacular, though. At terrible cost.; 14 March, 2012 14:58
Andi said...: See what happens when you go all productive? It totally backfires...

I recommend ice, a lie down on the couch with pillows under your knees, and a good trashy romance, and the decision to ignore any chaos that is sure to ensue around you...; 15 March, 2012 01:53

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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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13 March 2012

I achieved something! And now I can barely walk.

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