I’ve Got Drugs, Baby!
byWe have a result!
BIG blog
The blog, the whole blog and nothing but the blog.
The Secret Of My Successsssszzzzzzzzz……
byFrom the moment I woke I knew something wasn’t quite right but I was totally wrong about what it was.
Unlearning Difficulties
byWondering if we’re alone with this domestic issue/parenting fail. I mean, I know women often complain about this sort of thing, but is it maybe not entirely the fault of us fellas?
Making Our Bed and Lying In It
byWe’ve been sort of caught in the act. Well I say, ‘kind of’. Tracey says, ‘near enough’. Miss14 says she’s gonna need therapy. Lots and lots of therapy.
HP & Me
byWarning: I’ve got my ranty pants on again
High School Black Market Exposed!
byFrom gluttony to a glut, all in the space of a nice night out.
We’ve Hit a Snag
byDespite the mess, ultimately Tracey enjoyed this even more than the kids.
Do These Genes Look Good On Me?
byMy DNA results are in!
Thinking Outside The Box
by“I don’t need to take a lunchbox to school,” Miss6 explained to me. “I’m having tuck shop.” This was news to everyone except her.
The Early Worm
by“Let’s talk business, Dad,” Miss11 said to me while I sipped my coffee. “I’ve got a proposal for you.”
Making Wrong’s Write
byTracey says this post could open the flood gates, but I think we can handel it.
Not As Dumb As Some
byDone it. The first traditional school day after eighteen months of homeschool. I don’t know about the kids but we’re friggin’ exhausted.
It Seems I’m An Open Book
byI blame Marvel.
SecondBite of the Cherry
byOur youngest got a little introspective which resulted in our kitchen getting a little messed up.
Why Are We Here?
byWhy on earth are we back in Gympie when we have a bus decked out with beds? Well, I’ll tell you…