Gadgets galore.
Without further ado… My 5 favourite gadgets. Condensed version.
My Kindle.
Best. Invention. EVER. Seriously, I love this thing! It’s like having a library in your hands, 24/7. If you have credit in your Amazon account, you can download any book you desire, any time of the day or night. It has no backlight, so you can read for hours without getting blurry computer screen vision. The one downside is that it takes forever to charge, but, once it has, it does last long enough to read a few books. Best. Thing. Ever.
Mobile phones.
Ok this one’s a given – and given how attached I am to mine, I shudder to think how the next generation will survive without one. I never turn my phone off, except in the most dire emergency. I noted with amusement recently that at the cinema, they no longer ask you to turn your phone off. They’ve settled for, more realistically, asking you to set it to silent.
Portable hard drives.
Super cool. I’ve only just recently acquired one, and it holds a whole terrabyte of data. Who even knew there was such a thing as a terrabyte?! Bigger than a USB stick, obviously, but holds so much more information (movies/photos/music and what have you). Also they come in different colours and you can buy accessories like covers 
People who know me well know that I like anything that has accessories. Which reminds me, you can buy Kindle accessories too!
Tiny digital video cameras.
I don’t have one of these, yet, (hint hint santa!), but it would be totally cool to be able to film all the hilarious things Ella does, and skilfully master them into a mini movie with which to embarass her at her 21st birthday party. Technology these days, I tell you!
GPS
I mean seriously. How does it know where I am?! And how does it know how to get me to where I want to go?! Magic.
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Read MoreSome stuff I bought.
Last week whilst reading one of my most favouritest blogs, WoogsWorld, I discovered that Mrs Woog and I have something in common. I too enjoy sneaky peeking into the lives (ie wardrobes/fridges and similar) of others!
And so I bring to you, Some Stuff I Have Recently Bought (as a result of being Naughty at the shops).
(I couldn’t truthfully say The Last 5 Things I Bought, as that would have to include Maccas, Booze, and a silly amount of chocolate items.)
I also bought a pair of sneakers (to combat the chocolate purchases), but my laptop and I are currently having words, and it refuses to cooperate and upload the photo. They’re white and blue and silver and have those funny soles because they are ‘workout walkers’. Bootcamp here I come! You can use your imagination.
Maybe next week I’ll thrill you with a photo of what’s in my fridge…
Read MoreWrong side of the everything.
I’m grumpy. Even more so than the first time I wrote this post, thanks to a certain toddler and her sticky fingers.
It may also have something to do with the fact that after a screamingly insufficient 4 hours sleep, I am now home alone with aforementioned toddler.
This was NOT the plan.
The plan was to spend the day comfortably nursing my anticipated hangover, toddler free.
The plan was foiled by Grandma’s failure to pick up said toddler this morning, due to an alleged migraine. Personally I don’t see why one wouldn’t want to babysit a 14 month old demon spawn while nursing a blinding headache but hey, each to their own.
Stephen works on Sundays, so is absolutely no help whatsoever. Which brings me to my next grumble. Who the hell works on Sundays anymore?! It’s supposed to be family day, dammit! I can’t wait for the day when that is actually the truth. Mainly because my misery will have some company.
I am now faced with a dilemma – there is no food in the house. Specifically, nothing greasy/fatty/fizzy or sweet. Which means I have to go out and fetch some. Venturing out in public with a cranky baby and an even more cranky mummy, is not going to be fun. Wish me luck!
Oh and did I mention I have my period? Yup.
I realise that it has been a long long time since I posted anything at all. It was an unintentional hiatus, which I hope is over now. There has been a lot going on I guess, and I promise there are more meaningful posts on the way! I’m just too grumpy to write them today.
Read MoreWriter’s block.
For someone who usually finds writing as easy as, well, talking, it’s incredibly frustrating to find myself unable to express my thoughts.
I’m trying to write something important, and I just can’t find the words. Or rather, I can’t find the right words. I’ve written plenty, but none of it was good enough.
What do you do, when you can’t do what you do best?
Read MoreOh, Shit.
Literally.
So I had a shitty morning, today. Pun totally intended. I worked last night, and didn’t get to bed until around 2am. Thanks to a stubborn (and ridiculously painful) head cold, what sleep I managed to fit in wasn’t very restful. When I heard Ella waking up sometime before 7, I didn’t even bother to put my glasses on before I stumbled to her room to fetch her. Those of you who know me, will know that without my glasses (or contact lenses) I am as blind as a bat. I can’t see clearly more than a few inches from my face. So it wasn’t until I felt her bare little bottom on my arm that I realised she wasn’t wearing any pants.
That’s right. My 13 month old daughter has learnt not only how to get her pants off, but also how to remove her nappy. Ohhhhh shiiiitt.
I stumbled back to my room, grabbed my glasses, and returned to survey the damage. Eewwww. Keep in mind, this is a full overnight nappy we’re talking about. I had to wash the sheets, blankets, sheepskin, cot bumpers (breathable ones, before you jump on my back about SIDS), Ella’s pyjamas, my pyjamas, my ARM (thanks to picking her up before noticing the poop situation). There may or may not have been poop on her hands and, yes, her face. Say it with me now – eewww.
This is my first major poop situation, and as such it was a bit of a shock. I realise I have many more poop situations to look forward to, and I can only hope that in future, I remember to put my glasses on before I put my hands in it.
Read MoreYou know you’re sick when…
- you go for 48 hours without showering. Ew.
- you need to catch your breath in between every line of ‘Twinkle Twinkle Little Star’.
- instead of getting out of bed to get the chargers, you Tweet about how both your laptop and your Kindle have gone flat.
- your bedside table contents consist of a box of tissue used tissues; a water bottle; cough lollies; panadol; vitamins; and various dirty dishes.
- you don’t leave the house, even when you run out of tissues/cough lollies/panadol, because of point #1.
- you don’t manage to feed yourself until after lunch time.
- you don’t get the dogs their breakfast until 3pm. Whoops.
- you don’t get out of bed until shortly before that last point (only thanks to MIL, who entertained the pud until then).
- you don’t even want chocolate. I know.
- you blog about being sick.
You know you’re feeling better when…
- you can no longer stand the pile of snotty tissues next to the bed, and get out of bed just to get rid of them.
- you then find you can’t stand the state of the rest of the house, and don’t get back into bed until you’ve sorted that out, too.
- you need chocolate. Stat.
- you shower.
You know you’ve made it when…
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