Tuesday, June 17, 2014

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Er, no. I have not been away having a baby.

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I’ve been busily camping between two houses (don’t ask) because we decided to move with a week’s notice (don’t ask) and an internet connection seems as unlikely as a Socceroos World Cup win (don’t ask). I’ve been working my cotton socks off – seemingly 24/7 – and doing my damndest to remember to be Earthmother Person inbetween. There’s an occasional win (and it turns out I AM SO DAMNED GOOD AT THE SEX ED THING – I don’t even raise a faint blush – NOT EVEN WITH RANDOM POP QUESTIONS OUT OF LEFT-FIELD – WOOHOO!) but there’s a lot of head firmly in hands. I have been a crapola friend because I am never around and when I remember to return a call it is 3am. This has proven generally unpopular. I have shrunk (it’s not like I had a height excess thing on my side) as my spine slowly compacts with all the sitting about bizzo.

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Today I peered past my computer screen and looked out my window and spotted this tenacious little guy. He’s about the size of my thumb. I have small thumbs.



















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Breathe.

TENACIOUS LITTLE GUY MADE MY HEART BELT OUT A BLOODY SHOW TUNE.