"Joey's Mom" over at "Joey and Mom" gave me this delightful award! Which is a shame really as she's clearly completely missed 99% of my moaning. Obviously I need to address this oversight and moan more often and more loudly, so that no-one is able to miss the misery that I exist in.
Just the other day, Valentine's Day ironically enough, I had a list of moans so long that they're enough to fill any heart shaped vessel you can find.
That day was blustery and sunny but those buffeting gusts were enough to get the little one all aerated when he was still inside, protected from the weather. I avoided the candy overload and found spongy mail box kits that I thought might bring a smile. Did they smile? Well eventually, but only after we'd recovered from the glue meltdown, the wrong flavoured chocolate meltdown and the cookies don't match meltdown.
In my next life I shall return as someone who can manufacture sameness without thinking! Not only that, I will ensure that this super power will be available to me first thing in the morning, every morning, as that was only during the first two hours of the day, before sunrise.
On the plus side we had the 'I can wear this two foot stoker hat' to school today breakthrough, [ popular with the teacher, I'm sure] also the 'I can wear the disgusting shoes today because I can't find my usual shoes today' hurdle, and the 'I can sit next to the vase of roses with pokey thorns' triumph!
I am so glad that roses have no perfume these days. [to say nothing of the ability to 'sit.']
Now I'm happy to pass this on to "Crystal" at "Crystal Jigsaw" I expect most people are familiar with her sight, but if not, a good spot to start to give you a bouillon cube of Crystal, would be here in her post called "Getting up to alsorts." I chose this one because I've never liked treacle, I much prefer sweet and sour.
Also to "Aliki" at "Tag teaming it or a world of one thousand different things." [put me right here dearie, I never know what to do with blogs that seem to use two names!] I was pleased to learn that she actually been blogging for 2 years. 2 years is amazing to me. I was also pleased to read her post called "Do good work," as I think it has useful advice for all of us bloggers.
Next to "Blogantagonist" at "Blogs are Stupid." In particular, her post called "On Strike." I like it because I share a similar ambivalence to food production. I love cooking, but I have a hard time with the response around here and I also want my children to be self sufficient, which they won't be if I keep doing everything for them!http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif
Then to "The Domestic Goddess." If this one is a new one for you and you happen to be male, then this would be the ideal spot to start, "12 things I've learned."
Also to "Jessica" at "Mom 2 Boys." All parents share a delight in hearing their children talk for the first time when they're babies. Sometimes other parents have to wait a bit longer. Other parents have stopped waiting. Non-verbal, is such a catch all term. Sometimes it can be hours or days between a word or words. A few parents enjoy the gobsmack late in the day as you can see "here." I can still remember how their first spontaneous speech affected me too.
Then to "frogpondsrock" and her lovely photographs. Actually on second thoughts, lets skip the photos and go green instead with this post of hers here called "Clean up and Green up." Maybe mother nature will take pity on me!
I leave this one until last for a reason. "Suzy" over at "Identity Crisis" has another post up. I cannot describe what she has written and I could barely comment either. I don't know how many of us are parents, fearful parents. "Suzy's" subject matter is staggeringly sobering for me. I certainly don't wish to add to anyone's current level of paranoia but "awareness" is what it's all about for me, much as I would prefer to stick my head in the sand. I read, I learn, I try not to "weep."
Lastly on a lighter note, I should like to take this opportunity to publicly apologise to anyone I have inadvertently referred to as 'a little gem.' As my son pointed out to me this morning, many people may object to being called a 'lettuce.'
