I am guilty once again of blog abandonment.....so now instead of 1 blog to abandon I have 2 now hehehe so lets see if I can keep them both going.
Life as we know it as continued to plod along slowly since my last post, work still isnt great and in abundance but we are getting by.....I have gained weight grrrrrrrrrrr I am so mad at myself I worked so hard to lose 20 kilos a few years ago and blink blink and its back and its brought a couple of mates with it.....BUT I have had 2 more children since I did do the dramatic weightloss thing annnnnnd it was 10 years ago so it was more of a nap than a blink I suppose but I am still pissed. But I am sick of looking in the mirror and seeing the fat chick looking back at me I hate the tuckshop lady arms, the bubble butt and dont get me started on the muffin top I have going on on my back (dont ask) I feel like crap and I feel old and ugly which is why I started the Yummy Mummy project to try and inspire me to start to do more for myself and about myself inside and out.
I have started a blog over there as well just to try and keep me on track and share stuff.
So wish me luck hopefully I can start to feel better about myself and drop some kgs.
Anyway enough of the Boo Hoo woa is me crap I am over it.....
Let me share with you my evening last night.........
It started with the celebration of a good days work and some money in the wallet for a change. My little brother aka Starfish who is staying with us at the moment (thats a whole other story) and his friend lets call him Sea Cucumber hehehehe who was also spending the night at our house, my hubby and myself had enjoyed a couple of quiet drinks and hubby decided to shout everyone Chinese Food for dinner.....It was hot and delicious when it arrived and a wonderful treat thank you darling.
Now I dont know whether it was the beers, the hard days work or the MSG in the Chinese but OMG hubby's snoring was almost bordering on noise pollution, I tried the pillow over my head, I tried sleeping with my head at the end of the bed......nothing could drown it out so at about 2 am I had enough I took my pillows and headed out to the lounge....just at that moment Miss 2 decided to have a bad dream or something and woke up crying...sigh I put on the TV grab bubba a bottle and put her on her fold out lounge on the floor she finally goes back to sleep at 3 am I decide instead of risking her waking up again I would just leave her on her lounge, I nestle in on the couch and finally attempt to drift off to sleep with the sounds of the hubby's MSG induced rumblings muffled at least.
Ahhhh sleep at last now I dont know whether is was the absolute sleep deprivation which messes with your head at the best of times or what but just on the cusp of sleep I hear the dog biscuit bag (a huge bag of dog biscuits that was on special it has Dr Harry on the side so it must be good and as we have our dog and Starfish's horse dog as well hubby decided it was a good investment, I on the other hand are always concerned about the fact that mice and their larger cousins (shudder) rats are very partial to dog food was concerned about storing such a large bag....Look babe it has a self sealing strip it will be fine says hubby, self sealing strip that of course broke as soon as we opened the bag) anyway I digress....the bag crinkled IT CRINKLED I TELL YOU and I distinctly heard crunching..now I am awake fully all hope of sleep abandoned I assess the situation....me on the lounge at least am safe but my poor sleeping cherub is on the floor I jump up and figure I better move the baby I would have an everlasting nightmare if I disturbed the vile creature (the rat not the baby although sometimes......) anyway I was worried that it might bolt and run on her that would totally scar me for life I swear. I pick up the baby and put her to bed totally watching the whole time in case I am ambushed by dog biscuit loving ninja rats.....I grab a weapon from the laundry....a mop....and head back into the hot zone. I sneak in and turn the lights on, I deadbolt the front door.....I have no idea why lol. I grab the mop and slam it down onto the dog biscuit bag folding over the top blocking all escape routes.......what now???? I jam the mop against the bin and the counter stools...aha got you now you dirty rat!!!!
I figure it isnt going anywhere so I turn off the lights and head back to the couch....again I hear rustling I jump up and flick the lights on.....straining my ears to hear where it is coming from....nothing. I turn them off again....rustling...on....nothing....ARRRRRRG this literal Cat and Mouse game is driving me mad I turn them off again and just listen then the dogs bowl OUTSIDE moves so at this stage I am convincing my sleep deprived brain and racing heart that it is obviously outside the house and it not an immediate threat to me or my loved ones or the bag of biscuits in the kitchen....the dog outside can fend for himself and judging by his snoring he isnt worried.
Needless to say the mop on Dr Harry stayed firmly in place.....just...in...case.
4 am by this stage I have had maybe half an hour sleep tops the baby wakes again I bring her into the lounge and lay her with me on the couch (you cant be too careful), we both doze off to sleep....4.30 am hubby opens the bedroom door and professes he doesnt have a work shirt ironed totally oblivious to the mop prison he flicks on the kettle and wanders back to the bedroom.
Eventually the question is asked......"Whats the go with the mop?' I explain my horrific story expecting some kind of pat on the back for my brave act, for removing the baby from danger with no concern for my own safety, for going into battle alone with the Ninja rat but all I got was a chuckle and a "Dont be Silly".
Starfish grabs the bag takes it outside "Look I will show you" of course there was nothing but I so wanted something big black and hairy to come flying out Matrix style and attack him.
Needless to say the biscuits will be firmly ensconsed into tupperware containers today and the dogs bowl emptied....and NO MSG for hubby.....I am too old for this.....
