Showing posts with label gross baby. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gross baby. Show all posts

Sunday, 17 June 2012

Thoughts on Monday

I woke up this morning with great plans (and a complete lack of affection for my husbands alarm) dressed the boy, dressed myself, cleaned up a bit and headed out.

We caught the bus, did some shopping, ate some food and all the while he was a very well behaved little 20 month old.

... and then...

Is that a bird in the middle of the road? I better go get it! No? Let me just lie down on the curb then and see how far I can reach into the road. 
A leek! I think I should shred all the leaves off it. 
Oh, mum's shopping bags broke and all our food is spilled in the middle of the road. I'm not going to wait on the footpath where she put me, I want to splash in that filthy gutter water!




I am sure that Ky thought something was seriously wrong when I called him up crying, sitting in the cemetery (which is right beside our house) shopping bags right where I had thrown them when I went to save our selectively deaf child from being hit by a car in the gutter of a main road.
Bless him, he swung by before his next appointment and picked us up, dropped us off at home and had some stern words for Gabe. Gabriel sat very quietly, listened to his father, said "uh-huh" which I think is what he just says to make us think that he is agreeing with us (this kid must think we're chumps) and went and sat himself quietly down in front of the TV.

I haven't quite forgiven him entirely for ignoring my road side shrieks, but I'm venting now and it will never be mentioned again.

This quote came to mind, and as soon as I get off the computer, I am going to work on getting a real life version of this photo going on.
Because naps do make (most) days better... especially when its the baby who is having the nap!!





Tuesday, 17 January 2012

My waste disposal unit walks.

The marketplace/shop where I was selling my work in Parramatta is closing, which I'm a bit bummed out about. However it has helped drive me to a few conclusions. I will share them with you in a moment, but first... this is what my work looked like in the shop.



It's unlikely that anyone's noticed, but I've done exactly nothing with my etsy store for the past few months, what with all the Christmas crafting I haven't really made anything with any kind of commercial potential (that I have ever done this is open to debate)

With Making Spaces shutting their doors I now have the motivation to put some effort into my online ventures and thanks to the free six month subscription to Australian Home and Garden I got from my health insurance provider I have found my calling. (You know... hopefully... until I find that it's actually something else or whatever)

Feature art for interior design. 

So I have a book full up of projects for the coming months that are inspired by the various styles of art people hang up on their walls... just minus the absurdly pretentious price tags. (Just because it cost $159 for that TINY photo manipulated print, doesn't mean its awesome)

Anyway, Gabe's eating out of the bin. Disgusting... I'm out.