Holy Sabotage, Batman!
byTracey’s poor opinion of my shirt was further hinted at in her next comment.
“Holy crap shirt, Batman.”
2013
Choc Full of Fun
byI’ve never really been one to tiptoe between the shelves to find condoms or tampons. In fact, there have been times in my past when I’ve fairly skipped down the condom aisle.
My Short Comings
byMy wardrobe has been a bone of contention in this house for some time. Not with me, with Tracey. She thinks I dress myself without any thought whatsoever, but she’s wrong.
We Revisit The ‘Where Do Babies Come From?’ Talk
byOur dog is having her ‘monthlies’ at the moment, which Miss10 noticed, and it started a conversation this morning which, if I’d known was coming, I probably would have stayed in bed and pretended to be asleep.
I Spy With My Highly Amused Eye
byWhat car games do you play with the kids?
We Help A Man In Tajikistan Because Winter Is Coming
byThis is our monthly Kiva plug to promote this wonderful organisation which allows us, on a tight budget, to do so much to help people in poorer countries.
How Not To Dress For A Police Interrogation
byWhat is the dress code when the police arrive on your doorstep to see whether you’ve knocked off your husband?
My Fright Night Fight
by“Hey!” I yelled, shooting to a sitting position on the side of my bed in a manner my back would later send me a harshly worded memo about. “Who are you?!”
Cut It Out
byI was really looking forward to getting home because my darling wife was going to give me something I’ve always wanted…
Shark Baiting
by“Oh, thank goodness you’re alright,” my mum said as she gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. “I didn’t want to say anything, but you had me really worried.” But she had her dates wrong so I had some bad news for her…
Our Big Family Has a Big Night at a BIG4
by“You remembered the coffee machine but you forgot the hammer?” said Tracey. Camping was never meant to be easy. Until now…
Underwhere?
by“Why’d you send a pair of your undies to daycare?” the husband of a friend of mine asked his wife this week. That’s not a great way to start the dinner conversation…
How To Fork It Up
byI call it helping. My wife calls it inciting violence.
My Head Banging Daughter
byBang! Shudder. Bang! Shudder. Bang! Shudder. I was lying about in the lounge room and had just worked out that the rhythmic banging noise and corresponding shuddering of the house was probably a bad thing.
Dukkah
byIf you’re looking for something simple but awesome to set in front of the telly or for pre-BBQ nibbles, you really can’t go past this sort of thing. It can all be prepared ahead of time (by which I mean ‘bought’) and takes only minutes to assemble.