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    Wednesday, December 24, 2008

    Better Luck Next Year

    Santa's Helpers Suck.


    A while back, helpful people convinced me to take advantage of mid-year sales to stash things for Xmas.
    We bought a twampoween.
    Then, a few months back, AB moved some things in the garage, and basically accidentally did a big reveal.

    That was supposed to be Santa's big gift.



    So we got over it, decided we, the parentals, would gift the item. Santa would get something else, no biggie.

    A week ago, I realised the wee one had only the one gift ( to about 5 for the bigger brother ), and we would have to get one more thing, so there would be a gift from us, and another from Santa. AB picked up the only item we could think of ( it's hard with same-sex sibs when the first boy already has a lot of stuff ), and tired and non-thinking, left it in the back seat of his car, and THEN let the older boy play in said vehicle.
    Toy discovered, now relegated to a 1st Birthday gift.

    Not happy, but it's not the boy's fault - what can you do ?
    At least at this stage, he's still ok with "it's not yours, it's for someone else" and he just drops the subject. The tramp has remained undisturbed all this time, and there's been no nagging or questions. I think the backseat gift has all but been forgotten. But not so forgotten that we could pass off already-seen gifts as being from 'Santa'

    And yesterday ? I'd brought in the washing and was putting it away. The phone rang and the wardrobe was open, and the older boy came in, and then I hear "what's this?!".

    Well, it was his only gift from Santa, wasn't it ?

    I felt like crying, I was so frustrated ( plus, I didn't know it was there, totally UNhidden, just sitting there .. it was something AB bought online and I thought it would still be hidden in its PostPak wrapping and perhaps on TOP of the wardrobe ?!?!? )

    And yes, I could swap some gifts already under the tree from us, but I don't WANT Santa to be the guy that brings the lame beachtowel ( our gift ), I want Santa to bring the GOOD gift ( a toy, something FUN ! )

    So AB went back to the Shopping Centre last night and picked up 2 more things, which *I* wrapped and hid last night ( so they *won't* be found ), but I was still bummed - the good gifts are now from us, and Santa is a bit of a let-down.

    So I came up with the idea that Santa WILL bring the tramp. We will put some bricks in the box in the garage and pretend the one WE bought is still there, for someone else.

    Do you think we can pull it off ?





    Waiting


    I think we can, I hope we can ...

    Tuesday, December 02, 2008

    Photographic

    Busy.
    Thankful.
    Behind.


    AB and I have almost finished 'up the side'. Just need to replant all the hydrangeas on the shady side .. but the sunny 'kitchen garden' side is now complete: rosemary hedging, kaffir and tahitian limes, mandarin and meyer lemon.


    side area



    red shoes


    I must say the man of the house is pretty chuffed with himself. He never used to be 'Suburban Bunnings Dad', but it's really grown on him, loves it. If I mention I have Mother's Group, he'll be out there making sure the lawn is mowed for the kidlets.
    He's a good man.


    dork-boy


    But really, what i've been doing is processing photos for other people - I know a few of you have been wanting to see what i've been up to, but i'm still rather shy, mind .. and even though I have permissions from people to use photos i've taken for them, a personal blog just doesn't seem to be the place. I suppose i'll get over it as my confidence grows, but I just want to say 'thankyou' to some people I know who read here, who are generous and helpful and kind.
    *thankyou*



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    Tree went up tonight. Undecorated as yet.
    My children don't sleep, and the youngest one has decided that life is unbearable unless he's welded to my hip at all times. Oh, and I guess we're weaning, as the sight of my breast in the daylight is like offering garlic to a vampire.
    Thanks for the vote of confidence, kid.
    But at least i'll be able to wear that chest-tight dress earmarked for Dec 25th, right ?

    Oh - and the hair ? Apologies to the 'dresser'. It took a week, and the purchase of a new brush and some SERIOUS boy-putty in 'Surfer-Skate-Rock X-treme' .. but now i'm rocking it. I've *nevah* had hair that actually looks better the grottier it is, but Day 4 is awesome. If I can combine it with a 'inside-outside-frontside-backside' underwear routine .. just imagine how urban grunge I could be ?
    Just don't stand too close.