I Got This
byI hate it when my wife talks to me like I’m useless. But I hate it even more when she’s proven right.
I hate it when my wife talks to me like I’m useless. But I hate it even more when she’s proven right.
We were headed for the supermarket to buy my wife a birthday present. That ‘husband of the year’ trophy is in the bag.
“It’s Grace’s birthday tomorrow!” It was indeed. A point Miss10 had been ramming down our throats with all the sickly, nauseating, annoying repetition of a vinyl record with a scratch just on the bit where they start barking on Who Let The Dogs Out.
“How do you feel about turning 46?” I was asked this morning.
“Doesn’t bother me at all,” I said. I meant it. Thing is, I don’t feel like I’ve aged at all because for the better part of a year I’ve thought I was already 46.
This year I’ve decided to leave nothing to chance. My birthday is coming up, which gives me not a lot of time to subtly lay the foundations so I get what I want
“I heard I made your blog thingame,” Dad told me. Word travels fast – I only put it up eight hours earlier, before going to bed. “Give us a look then.”
I admit I was a little nervous. Aside from Tracey, I’m not used to watching the person I’ve written about, and let’s be honest, often in less than flattering terms, read my posts.
A snippet of quality banter from this afternoon’s birthday eating festivities.
The best thing about my oldest two kids having their birthday on the same day, three years apart, is getting to combine and enjoy their 21st and 18th Birthday Parties!!
Usually it’s our kids creating a stir around the food table at birthday parties. Last Friday we were at a local park with friends,…
“I’m hungry!” is Master5’s catch-cry. He’s been hungry since he entered the world, kicking and screaming for a feed. He was the only kid…