Monday, August 9, 2010

Ramblings, Witterings, A Couple of Things I Have Been Meaning to Say and Does Anyone Know How to Realign Planets?

1. Last Thursday, inspired by Stomper and a ‘carpe diem’ attitude, I tackled birds, bees and whatnots with the eldest two. It all went swimmingly well, until three lines into the book, where I repeatedly stumbled over the word ‘vagina’ because I was in tears-roll-down-cheek fits of laughter. As were we all, including the Mr who was hiding behind a newspaper. Such a mature approach set the scene for a fun, informative chat with attention-grabbing ‘ew!’ factor. I reckon it went brilliantly. Except for the bit when a dawning of realisation crossed the face of the eldest and she recalled in vivid detail the time Mummy and Daddy were having a ‘special hug’. Four years ago. Not quite the first childhood memory I’d hoped for.

2. For those left dangling on tenterhooks, breathe easy. Angus in Northcote has spent much of the winter in behatted warmth, as has the small Angus in Northcote. I can confirm the boys make a mean marinated olive and are master craftsmen at DIY decking.



3. Yesterday there was wonderful, unexpected, footloose and fancy free-ness and the Mr and I people-watched and coffee-imbibed and then sacrificed a couple of afternoon hours of glorious, bright-light, wintry-brisk for the watching of Inception. So worth it. Do watch it.

4. I won a fab giveaway over at Michelle’s place a thousand years ago. The sweet lady even threw in extras. I’m counting on that knitty calendar to tempt me back from the dark side of crochet.







5. There’s a new staple on the meal roster. Emma at Frog, Goose and Bear has a clever chook of a sister who rustles a scrummy curry. A speedy, tasty recipe, I served ours topped with a dollop of natural yoghurt and informed the kids it was dinner and dessert in one. They ate two helpings.

6. The inlaws are coming to town. I am logistically connipting.

7. Kay took pity on me with all the frosty footed whinging. Gotta love a package in the post from a whole ’nother part of the world bringing sweet promises of summer.



8. As I type there are squeaking mouses in the house. It’s a non-school day today and it wouldn’t be the first time there has been freak-Mum-out-mouse-plotting on a day off. I figure the more mortal terror feigned, the less need there will be for kid-mischief upping of ante.



9. Whoever’s up to hanky panky with the planets, could they quit now please? ’Cos things are a bit off-kilter. Curve balls flying from left field, an occasional plate crashing to the ground as it loses spin, a rocking of a foundation or two. Nothing entirely earth shattering. Just wonky. Craft wonk is good. You can embrace craft wonk. But life wonk sort of sucks.

Here’s to the new, non-wonk week.

28 comments:

teddybearswednesday said...

totally with you on the life wonk sucking. Hoping you have a life wonk free week this week. xo
Very pleased to hear an Angus update.

Amanda said...

We are in full puberty swing over here and I am having mini panic attacks. While with the crazy life we have, much discussing didn't get done. The kids err I mean budding adults are way more then vocal about it though. My daughter leaving me love notes in the morning that she needs more pads and my son telling me about the amazing hairs growing everywhere..HAHA..

The boys looks happy in their hats and the recipe sounds yummy...Align those planets already, it certainly is a bit wonkified around here too.

Jenny from Ohjoh said...

May your wonks lose their wiggle and staighten up.
Thank god for shining sun on a winter pupil free day! Mine are banished outside to make fairy houses in the garden. A trashed garden is a small price to pay for clinging to sanity...

Cath @ chunkychooky said...

Pissed self alughing at the "special hug" , I know my Busy saw something once that she shouldn't have but am hoping she was to young to rememebr... eeeek... a friend of mine just explained the birds and bees to her ( year old ) and he squealed cried and laughed at the same time when she told him what goes where and proclaimed loudly "I am never doing that it is disgusting" ... have we moved on from Where did I come from? That is hwere I learnt everything...

june at noon said...

I am living a bit in fear of the whole birds/bees discussions. Would you come do it for me?

So glad Angus and the mini-Angus are warm and happy.

Andi said...

Here's hoping the non-crafty type wonk gives your family a bit of a break for a while!
xx

Tas said...

All pre-pubescent kids in this house- though I hope that it is amazing when our time comes ;) Just got rid of my in-laws. Re-aligning planets? I have nothing. So I can just cross all my fingers and toes for you that the life wonk returns to where it came from so that all is good again :)

Frog, Goose and Bear said...

Glad the recipe was a winner!

I found my 6 year old reading 'Where Did I come from?" a while back. I braced myself & asked her if she had any questions she'd like to ask me. The only one she came up with was - "Was I attached to you by my belly button once?" phew.

Stomper Girl said...

Oh how embarrassment with the special hug. We've been known to wedge chairs under the doorhandle beforehand because I'm happy to explain it to them but I do NOT want to demonstrate!

I think my planets are out of whack too, and actually a friend of mine who is *studying* astrology mentioned some cardinal something-or-rather happening in the skies. Collision, maybe? Anyway. I would really like everything to just settle down again too.

Suse said...

Angus looks very happy and twinkly in his duck egg blue boyfriend hat. Did you meet the Anguses for a marinated olive or two then?

Hoping the planets uncurl soon.

Ali said...

I have my niece to thank for doing the complete birds and bees talk with my boys a couple of years back. They were in the bath at the time, so it was pretty thorough.

A Peppermint Penguin said...

Wow, another aspect of parenting I'm soooo happy to leave in the capable hands of other people. You all have yer kids, I'll just stand back and cheer you on and be grateful.

Wonk. Yes. Somebody wants to fix that. I actually used the phrased 'planets would have to be realigned' myself this week - in reference to an event, which I won't be at, unless they do. Realign, that is.

Finding this excessive summer heat terribly hard to bear you know - 13C and tipping it down. Again. Mind you it didn't rain yesterday. Mark yer calendars people.

Speaking of which, I know that calendar (bought my friend one), I made a whole blanket/shawl thing out of Aug 22. Which also happens to be my mother's birthday - so I 'let' her help when it got too heavy for me! (I did the cables and she did the 5 rows between :D)

Have a lovely, straight, logisticed, balanced, non-squeaky week.

Cheers,
AJ

CurlyPops said...

I'm trying to re-align the planets and reverse them back to about April. Does that work for you?

Nikki said...

All a bit wonky here, too.... Hope you find someone who knows how to set those planets straight again.

Jodie said...

Hope the wonk leaves you alone this week....

Angus in Northcote said...

The three year old constantly demands that we both wear our hats out. "Boyfriend hat, Dad", he says. We were at the Queen Vic Market the other day in the line for the bread stall (western one, not the corner one) and small boy was on my shoulders. Woman next to me caught my eye and with a knowing smile said, "matching hats". We let her know that these were no mere hats, they were known as Boyfriend Hats!

Melanie said...

I'm suffering the same planetary misalignment. I do so love the phrase off-kilter, so nice to see someone else use it too!

My mother and I took the kids to the museum recently and somewhat accidentally found ourselves watching the 'how babies are made' video, which is kinda graphic, with the 4 and 7 year old. They were quite fascinated, we were a touch embarrassed. Not nearly so much as I would be to be caught in the act though!

Loz and Dinny said...

Stop it!!!!! I can't even say vagina without immature guffaws and snickers ... and that's when I'm talking to my GP! ... how long are you with inlaw? You could try some rather large magnets strategically placed for planet realignment ... otherwise, I've got nothing, sista xxx

Mel said...

So many things to comment on but I can't seem to get past the special hug moment and imagining the look on the eldest's face.

And I'm with you on the wonk. What is up with that lately?

great to see the Angus' matching hats ;)

Fer said...

Wonkiness seems to be the norm these days, all I do is eat some more chocolate. I dunno if it helps but it's the perfect excuse. :)

Angus x 2 look like very happy beanie men.

SmitoniusAndSonata said...

Having just been a visiting in-law , I sympathise , if you see what I mean . I'm sure you'll be as warm and welcoming as my children's partners were .
As for sex education .... I remember gawping at the young lay teacher the nuns pressganged into telling us The Facts Of Life . I seriously thought she was going to say .... "and then they hold hands" !!!

katiecrackernuts said...

How's your non-wonk week going? Ours is still flying off in all directions and it's a bit of a rollercoaster ride - maybe a bucking bronco - but I've got the chaps on and I'm still in the saddle.
It does sound there's been plenty of love, laughter, good food and craftin' going on as well over at your place. Wonk away, I say.

Kate said...

Shit! I read your post and then couldn't sleep all night last night. It seems we are probably waaaaaaaaaaaay over due for such discussions here, but I keep hoping they'll ask and therefore the time will be right and I wont have to bring it up. So is that a good book to start with? And did you use the word seed? And did you say the when two people really love each other bit? Ahhhh

Kirsty said...

Hoping the wonk exits stage left & the neatness returns to your real life.

After our "chat" some years ago... the little guy asked after my sisters wedding why they didn't lie down? Yup...like right there in the church...

Ha x

Madeline said...

Hope you get a wonk-free week! And, on an entirely unrelated to this post note, I have officially entered the waters of continental knitting...thanks to you. My brain hurts....really, the concentration involved in relearning how to do something I thought I already knew how to do...mind boggling. I think it's going to be good though. Once my brain quits hurting.

Di said...

I can't explain the planets, sorry. They do that from time to time.
May I suggest you hire a caravan and turn your front lawn into a camp ground?
And excellent work on the feigning front. We do a lot of feigning around here and we only have the one ankle biter to entertain/occupy!

floatingink said...

I think the whole planet has gone wonky and you're handling it in fine fashion. Love the hats, love, love, love the little paper mouse!

icandy... said...

you have such a wonderful way with words!
hugs~~ pulling for you and the planets! ;)
ox
christina