Archive for September, 2009
Wednesday, September 30th, 2009
Slack aaarse
Thats what Mr.Blab said I was in regards to my blog. He is not happy and he let me know, as my best reader and most frequent visitor.
Ok, dude. Fair enough. But have you fixed the crappy drawers of the craft cabinet? Have you stopped the tap in the bathroom from dripping? Huh? Have you [...]
9 Comments » - Posted in Life with loved ones by Snapping Blabber
Friday, September 25th, 2009
Equal opportunity and snack
Mr.Blab and I decided to do a marathon Dexter night, by hiring the DVD – saves us suspense and a lot, a lot, a lot of ads. Seriously, did you know that commercial TV fits like 15-20 min of ads in an hour! No wonder they drive us nuts.
So we announce our night plans and [...]
5 Comments » - Posted in Life with loved ones by Snapping Blabber
Thursday, September 24th, 2009
My pink men
Just ignore the thump sound of Mr.Blab collapsing on the floor.
There he goes.. now that we are by ourselves, enjoy.
This lovely suit I found in an op shop – organic cotton, soft, not made in China, who cares if its pink?!
Moaning on the floor prevents me from discussing this any longer.
7 Comments » - Posted in Life with loved ones by Snapping Blabber
Tuesday, September 22nd, 2009
200 posts down the road
I am still here, blabbing away.
Most of you are there, reading and chatting with me. Some new faces, not many, lets face it.
A bit over 800 comments, which seems a lot, but not if you visit a popular blog with 100 comments on each farting post and they fart more than once a day. No, [...]
6 Comments » - Posted in Uncategorized by Snapping Blabber
Sunday, September 20th, 2009
Then, with a bit of delay, there was a party
Due to my procrastinating, a condition that I cannot seem to overcome, this party was preceded by a bunch of hours of knife edge hurrying, cake baking, decorating, pans clanking, frantic cleaning, late night shop visiting activities that make the pre party period quite unpleasant. Actually not all of it really, just the last 24 [...]
8 Comments » - Posted in Life with loved ones by Snapping Blabber
Friday, September 18th, 2009
“Vaginal Bypass Surgery”
From the words of a ‘bored’ ob/gyn and Chief of Staff:
…I was simply bored waiting for yet another recalcitrant fetus to
negotiate its way down yet another marginal pelvis.
This is our cesarean section room.
C/Section: AKA “vaginal bypass surgery”….
From his page – found here
Or click here for my screenshot:
2 Comments » - Posted in Pregnancy&Birth by Snapping Blabber
Thursday, September 17th, 2009
Who needs school..
..when one has a bigger sibling?
Ms.Fab has made this little unscrambling game for Little B – she writes the letters of a short word, usually three letters and then the four year old has to write it correctly. And she does it. And she writes these beautiful letters that actually look like letters. And they [...]
3 Comments » - Posted in Free learning by Snapping Blabber
Thursday, September 17th, 2009
Some |-|airy pits
It was a nice day, today. The kids and I did a few things, lounged at the park under the sun, after which we were nicely tired and Doddman and I had a lay down on the bed. He slept, I read. Dinner was nice and after I cuddled him to bed again, I got [...]
1 Comment » - Posted in Thoughts by Snapping Blabber
Tuesday, September 15th, 2009
Before, now and inbetween
In 1 Year:
He has transformed from Dotty Dotty to DoddMan
Grown 3 times his original size
Learned to eat, sit, crawl, grab, pick up…
Popped 7 teeth without a second of fuss or complaint
Not slept even a night in a cot
Never tried formula
Has never been left to cry or refused a hug or comfort
Has used one packet of [...]
11 Comments » - Posted in Life with loved ones, Uncategorized by Snapping Blabber
Monday, September 14th, 2009
He is a number now!
One, to be precise.
There were no big celebrations today, as the party had to be postponed due to the fact that we have two sniffly members of the family, one of which is the boy in question. Spreading sickness around through our social circle doesnt bring us any special kind of thrill, so plan B [...]
