Protected: Conversations in Bed #sexytime
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Punked by Mr Point Five
For those of you who follow me on facebook, you may have noticed a status a few months back about how I got well and truly punked by by my Mister. I had a more than a few inquisitive comments and even a nosey PM about what happened so as the steam from my ears made typing extremely difficult at the time, a few months after the crime, I thought I would share. If you happened to see my home tour video before it was not so ceremoniously yanked from the interwebs (#videogate), you would have seen that upstairs...
Protected: I am not your Mother – #thingsyousaytoyourhusband.
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Getting to know your Husband after Kids
I met Mr Point Five in September 2006. We were engaged the following April, pregnant in June, married in December and with child the following March. If you do the math we had only known each other for 18 months before we were thrown into being new parents. We only went out club dancing once, we never did karaoke, went to one ball (but I was preggers and we were home by 11pm), never went camping, never got drunk together, never played a board game together (except one game of scrabble but he cheats so we don’t do that anymore) or...
Protected: The sex cons of being a LEO wife…
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Keeping me honest since 2006
So I had a few ideas floating around for a post tonight but then I got to thinking about work tomorrow and if I would actually go. I don’t usually work on a Thursday but with Monday having been a public holiday I was a day day behind and Master J’s daycare said they could fit him in so I thought why not, the money would be good and there was heaps of work to be done. The responsible grown-up in me thought it was a great idea. At the time. But I am sitting here at home...
Daddy Day Care – you CAN do it :)
I had this post perfectly written in my head at 2am this morning and now I am all tongue tied, with words flying around everywhere in my head. About how men and women are different and therefore the inevitable comparison into Mums and Dads too. I was thinking about this post, which I wrote about resentment and how it can rob us of our motherhood joy. One of my suggested solutions was to hand over the parenting reigns to your husband/partner for an afternoon and go get your hair cut, a facial, catch up with a girlfriend for a...
101 Positions, 102 Excuses.
How much time do you get Home Alone?? I got half a day about three months ago and I was so excited I spent the entire time cleaning our house FFS!!! Before that it was before G-Man was born, so about five and a half years ago. Serious. I have come to the conclusion that its not healthy. Our sex life is suffering. I initially put it down to the exhaustion that comes with having kids, I’m sure you all know what I am talking about, where your bed is more attractive than your partner. But Master J has...
I'm a terrible, terrible housewife….
This is my clean washing pile. Well, it was when I took this picture a few months ago. Actually, its the G rated version of it. At the moment it is up to the Y in the word SORRY and is balancing on a knife edge of total collapse. I was at work the other day and knowing my total detestation for putting the clean washing away, hubby thought he would earn some sex brownie points. He folded the LOT and then sorted the folded clothes into piles for each family member. I arrived home to each pile stacked...
For the want of a thumb drive, the war was lost.
So, this happened last week. I’m not proud of it, but it happened. Hubby and I both have colds at the moment. It would beg to differ that we do, in fact, have the same cold. Yesterday we both went to work. I picked up the kids on my way home, got dinner ready for them and ran their bath. I made myself cheese on garlic bread as I couldn’t be bothered to cook and I threw some steamed fish into the microwave for hubby. After the kids were in bed for the night hubby turned to me from...