Saturday, January 31, 2009
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
I have been a bit remiss in acknowledging that I am the proud recipient of a lovely blog award. Thanks Jenny for the award.
Now I need to pass the awrd on to at least 7 other people.
Raewyn , Stevie ,Tracy , Roo, Kelli, Lynda & Glenda
No, I have already taken a photo of the washing machine but I did get a lot of washing done. I now have a huge ironing pile to show for it. No I didn't take a photo of that either.
Here's a clue...
Tuesday is rubbish day!
I cleaned out the fridge. Every Wednesday we get a box of organic fruit & veges & there are weeks where we don't eat all the veges (the fruit gets eaten really quickly). So I thought yesterday would be a good day to clean out the fridge.
There was a pumpkin gone slimy.. eww! There were two half cabbages so I chose the best one & kept it. There were two bunches of wizened up little carrots. Then sitting right in the bottom of the vege drawer was the brocolli that had gone yellow & fluffy!
Then at the back of the fridge was the beetroot that had gone a strange brown colour. I think it must have oxidised because it was no longer sitting in it's brine/vinegar solution.
So after all that hard work I thought, let's take a photo of the cleaner fridge. Next time I do that project I might take a photo of the science experiments that grow in there instead.
Monday, January 26, 2009
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Sunday, January 18, 2009
Friday, January 16, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Friday, January 09, 2009
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
One word would describe today HOT! It was around 20 degrees when we woke up by midafternoon my iGoogle was telling me it was 32 degrees outside. Even now (9:43 at night) it is 26 degrees. Who needs tropical heat when you can have this dry heat!
We tried various ways to cool off but the boys are tired & grumpy & it didn't matter what I tried there was always something not right with it.
I asked if they wanted to run through the sprinkler, NO!
I asked if they wanted to sit in the paddling pool, NO!
I asked if they would like to sit in the paddling pool with the sprinkler sprinkling them from above. That was an option that lasted all of 5 minutes when they realised that the first water from the hose was actually just water that had been sitting in the sun heating. Then when the really cold water arrived, guess what? It was too cold so that was the end of that.
Next thing, do you want to have a cold bath? Well that sounds like fun, but you have to run some hot water in it mum so it's not too cold. All went well for about 7 minutes & then James was in tears because something Brent did. I don't know what Brent did because neither ever told me. So that was the end of the bath.
Luckily by then it was 4 o'clock & time to call Scott at work & see if he wanted to be picked up. Even more luckily he did, so for at least half an hour we got to sit in a nice cool air conditioned car & cool down. That calmed the boys down a lot, so much so that James was starting to yawn.
We got home & there was still complaints about the heat. Luckliy the neighbour asked if the boys would like a swim in his pool. Scott & the boys went over there while I stayed at home in the kitchen cooking dinner.
It was so warm that we had dinner outside & what is more it was no longer windy, which just meant that the heat felt worse.
We finally called the boys in for bed at 8pm & let them go (separately of course after whatever the incident was earlier today) & have a cold bath. They then went to bed but I can't say they are asleep, Brent is still moaning about the heat, Shessh!
Dear Lord, please let Brent be in charge of the weather tomorrow. If they are going to fight about it I suggest you make James be in charge of the weather on Friday. Thanks so much, one hot & severely flustered mother.
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
So I took this photo after I had vacuumed the house. I just love putting the vaccum away & seeing it's smiling face looking out at me from the cupboard.