Life, the Universe and Everything Tracey
byI let Tracey choose the photo for this post as a birthday treat. Big mistake it turns out.
I let Tracey choose the photo for this post as a birthday treat. Big mistake it turns out.
It started with Miss13’s blue and green pancakes and rainbow cupcakes…
We were cutting it thin again this morning because I keep forgetting I can’t stand at the coffee machine knocking back shots and expect the kids to remember how to get ready for school.
“Are you sure you’ll be okay?” Tracey asked me again. She was going away in the morning so I’d have all the kids. “Piece of cake,” I told her. Proof not all cake tastes good.
I was sitting at my laptop sipping coffee when Miss3 raced past clutching something unthinkable in her hands.
“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.
We usually have a kilo of bacon in the freezer, and up to half a kilo of bacon and a couple of dozen eggs…