My computer just flipped out on me while i was working on a post so I've taken it as a sign from the universe that it was all crap and am starting over again. Shame really as i had made mention of my beautiful little one but you will no doubt meet her and her equally gorgeous older sister in posts to come.
So we are rained in today and while the ducks are out having a ball ,I am in, hanging out with aforementioned little one and generally spanning time. If that time was a pie chart the lions share would be devoted to bringing up baby, with another hearty chunk going to domestic slavery/goddessing (insert perspective here......) and many many many slivers to other aspects that go to make up my day and/or life.
Today sliver with the highest priority is making last minute plans for my dear old nan's 100th birthday. A week from today she will hit triple figures. I remember the day before i turned 10 lamenting the loss of my single digit years, singing "I don't wanna grow up, I'm a toyworld kid" on my trampoline in the back yard, so i can only imagine she is feeling a bit like that.....times 10.
She still lives alone, smokes cigarettes and drinks beers and Irish whiskey. She buys weekly gossip mags and bitches about celebrities. She is far from the poor old tub-chair oldies in homes you see photoed for the papers being blissfully unaware that they actually stuck around and turned into a centenarian. As her funny old Irish friend so aptly put it, "They'll have to shoot her!". What a mad idea that you might actually walk the earth for a hundred years? Imagine all the changes.
Her message from the Queen arrived at my place last week and I am waiting on a QE2 mask so we can have a little giggle when it gets delivered to her next Monday (sorry to any hard-core monarchists who may be offended by this but from what i hear she has a bit of a dry sense of humour herself, old queensie).
Doorbell just rang. Mask arrived! What are the odds of that? You type it away and it happens! Will have to write more self fulfilling paragraphs about how slender and wealthy I am!!!
And bub is up so I must away....
Love Shay xxx
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