Sunday, December 31, 2006
Monitor went bang: out of action until a new one arrives Tuesday (am briefly online at Suzanne's). Am doomed and cursed and waiting for computer disaster number three, as we all know These Things Come In Threes. Back anon.
Oh, and Happy New Year.


Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Just a quicky: after last week's fiasco, if I were to migrate, where would you recommend I go? I actually have a domain registered ready (and have done nothing with it for a year) so this might give me the impetus needed to do something with it. Where should I have it hosted (I am currently with a provider who seem to not allow all the fancy scripty stuff necessary) and what do I use? Word press/movable type/are there others? Opinions and advice please...


Sunday, December 24, 2006
(tap tap) hello? Is this thing on?
Am I back?


Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Where did that week go? And can it really be only two until Christmas (breathes rapidly into a brown paper bag at the thought of all there is to do; having November go by in a complete haze of babydom has not helped with my domestic goddesry this year. No cake no pies no shopping ordered nothing wrapped.) Not going to coffee morning today - too bone idle. I may regret that decision this afternoon when we are all climbing the walls.


Tuesday, December 05, 2006
C is away this week on an "awayday" (away 3 days) which, to me, sounds like fancy corporate speak for a bit of a jolly. I'm sure they will work hard, talk a lot, network like crazy, but I also suspect that being in one of Cheshire's finest, fanciest hotels won't be such a hardship, and the instructions to pack a swimsuit, walking boots, a waterproof (my goodness but that will be needed this week) and also to write an amusing poem about another team member lead me to believe it won't be all nose to the grindstone. Fortunately for us it is in Cheshire as it is rather bad timing and the poor chap is doing 30-mile round trips through dark, wet, stormy roads in order to be present for the bath-and-bed "arsenic hour", thus allowing me to retain some semblance of sanity.
Having said that, M slept all night in her own bed (until 8, we like these dark mornings) and even though we didn't get up until 8.30 we were at a coffee morning 20 miles away by 10.30. Yay me: I can be superwoman after all. Frozen food for tea though, attempting to cook would just be silly.


Monday, December 04, 2006
Well, I've been home "alone" for approximately 9 hours since Mum and Dad left, and already the house looks like a bomb has hit. But we are all fed and watered, Maggie is happy as she had a friend round to play so wasn't entirely neglected, there are loads of laundry done and I even knocked up some chicken stock. (Which is congealing on the hob as I may never find the energy to strain and refrigerate it.)
The health visitor came today and confirmed that Tamsin is a growing machine (8 lb 12 oz at 3 weeks, what a whopper). I don't think she entirely knows what to do with me: she tentatively suggested that we might be creating bad habits by letting M go to sleep in our bed when she crawls in during the night, but quickly agreed that if that was what it took for us all to get a good night's sleep, then it probably wasn't the end of the world. I think she is secretly in my gang but not allowed to admit it. How mean would it be to refuse to allow Maggie night-time cuddles when the other three of us are all in together?