I bought a table cloth

I feel like I missed the Adulting and went straight to old ladying...

It's an earthy natural cream colour with an off-white lace.  I bought lace.

I wanted the table cloth so the kitchen table might look    Nicer.

Now I have a table cloth with lace trim.  Just the trim.

I was talking with me Ma about my Grandmother on my fathers side of the family this evening.


She was a lovely, wonderful soul. I adored her, as I adore my Grandmother Pauline on my mother's side.

Grandmothers are amazing women, who have always, in my mind at least, been so full of interesting stories, amazing aromas, the softest hands, the best food and the warmest laps.

I miss my Grandma Jackie.
I miss my Grandma Pauline... :(

I wish we didn't get old.


Soon I'll be sixty years old, will I think the world is cold
Or will I have a lot of children who can warm me - Lukas Graham

This is me getting old. 

Here We Again

I haven't written anything in a while.  I probably have a million reasons or excuses for not having time to blog.  I didn't have a functional computer. Blogging from my phone is awful. I have a few more dependents.  My skin isnt really any better. I barely have time to shower....

Yadda Yadda Yadda!

I can't explain and I won't even try

The baby is napping, I have laundry to fold and I would like to have a shower before I go see the doctor.  So right now isn't even the best time. But I need a coffee and a sit down.

Jack and I will be picking up Phoenix today and taking her to get her hair did, her nails did and have some sushi with Aunty Chelly Belly.  I'll be back this evening to post the summer vacation photos!

Phee has a thread Dread in her hair. I put it in last week.
Her hair is getting very long. 

Jack being Super!

Jolly Jumping Jack

Its beautiful here today. 

Clubs for feets

As if changing diapers with my skin condition wasn't bad enough.  

Try changing the butt of a kid wielding these bad boys like clubs on his feet. 

I have to deke in and out while he throws his legs around, trying to not get smashed on the wrists or knuckles. He's scraped up his change table and pretty well ripped one end of the change pad all up with his foottastic thrashing. 

 

But he's just so gosh darn cute! 

Check out my old school mattress from my aunt.  I love this bed tho. 

Idle hands.

Ack.

I can't remember the last time I wrote something here. 

Me ma says I should start blogging again. I'm bored and she's usually right. Like 89% of the time. 

So here I go. Making an effort to revive this blog.  

I can do this!  I'm nursing bubba Jack while we watch The FBI Files from 1998. What better time to blog randomly? I'm multitasking!  

Wanna see a picture?  

This ^^ is bean eating my honey garlic chicken wings.  I can't seem to convince him that the sauce goes in your mouth not in your ear. 

Here's Jack. Thing 3!   He's 5 months. Born August 13!  Happy Jack. Captain Jack. Jumping Jack. 

We loves him. 

Jack right now. 

Well.  I'll be back.  

Welcome back to you.... Constant reader.