Craft Night !!

So Wooly woman and I got together yesterday to make some wreaths. We managed to do this last year (my first wreath making experience) and maybe it will be a little tradition of ours (wooly don't groan) as although we are both rather reluctant at the beginning (I don't want to make effing wreaths - I think was the quote)it does help stir the Christmas feelings along with the Baileys coffees and Amaretto shots! We originally met some 4 years ago at a very sorry local Christmas Fair where we both had stalls - she selling her wonderful handspun and hand-dyed wool, me selling my little tea cosies. It was such a painful time for us sales wise, but so worth going to have met such a great, great friend. Who knew all that time ago that we lived just over the road from eachother and would go through pregnancy, birth and the raising of our boys all at the same time! I have no idea where I would be without her dry wit, support and general willingness to let me speed dial her number far too regularly with my neurosis of the day. So here's to friends - this Christmas - let me raise my Christmas "special" coffee and toast you !! XX

What do you mean "No"......

Okay so I am having a few problems of compliance with the little man - already at one and a half years old. It is all to do with me forcing him to say he loves his mummy! Yes..i am a needy, lady and so I do expect my offspring to tell me how much he loves me daily..but he just will not comply! It all started yesterday when I casually asked him if he loved his mummy and without hesitation he shrugged his shoulders, shook his head and said .. "No". Well we laughed and asked him again ...do you love your mummy ? Again a shoulder shrug, a shake of the head and a very definite "No". So this was early days - he is parroting everything I say at the mo so I tried to trick him "Love Mummy...Love Mummy", but instead of repeating "Love Mummy" as I expected .. he said "NO' instead. Now this was starting to worry me ..."Do you love your Daddy"..reply "Love Daddy"....and do you love your Mummy?" again "No". Arghhhh!! So this morning we were talking about the word yes...."yes, you like your toast"..reply "yes" nod of head, "yes you like Dylan" (our dog)..big nod "yes"..."yes you love your mummy"...pause...."No" head slyly shakes!! Well little monkey you may not be admitting that you love your mummy, but I know you do - I don't need to hear the words. You resting your head in the crook of my neck in the dark of night with sighs of relief when something has woken you and made you cry, from your calling my name when you first wake in the morning "mummy, mummy, mummy" to last thing at night when we tell you it's bedtime. Your actions are speaking louder than any words...you can't fool me ...you sooooo love your mummy no matter how cool you try to be!

Confessions

I have eaten nearly all the chocolate candies I made at the weekend that were supposed to be Christmas Gifts for people. I feel very sick .... and very fat!!

Fr..fr...fr...freezing!!

Hey all it feels soooo very cold today!! We have the woodstove on all day and it still doesn't seem to get warm in here (usually it is tropicana heat). I guess that is the joys of having an older home with little to no insulation. Well I managed to have some time in my sewing room this morning and have finished off my Xmas gifts of the fabric buckets. The big boy looked after the little boy and they had lots of fun together - these little spurts of the big boy having time off are so lovely - I seriously think the government should look into supporting the men having time off too with the kids - this feels so normal having the two parents home. I also find myself so much more productive when I have people around the house - I think I am a personality who needs the energy of others around me - I kinda feed off it!! Anyway here are some pictures of todays production - I know I need to learn how to dress up the photos - but I can't be bothered. It is frightening though how much dirt and mess these photos have shown me (God bless the crop picture tool!!)

I just need to .....

Is it just us or does anyone else have the "I just need to" argument in their home. What happens is hubby will come home from work or have some unexpected time off - or a weekend free and I'll think - yippeeeeee - I should get a chance to finish off that sewing project, practise some printing, catch up on the housework ....but before I can sway into dream land of stuff that I might achieve I hear those fateful words.."I've just got to"! I've just got to build a fence, pop to Home Hardware, clear up the garage, wash the car, build another fence, organise the wood etc etc. It is hard to sound pissy when the poor guy isn't exactly off to the strip clubs or down the pub with his mates..everything he does we really do need..but suddenly there are all these chores he "just needs to" do and I'm again looking after monster (whom I love dearly), but also whom I do get to share an awful lot of time with already. I get slightly anxious when I hear that phrase because I then feel under this pressure to butt in with 3 things that I might need to do - I make them up on the spot ..."ummmm well errr ..I need to mop the floors, take the dog out and ummmm take back some library books"..just to feel like I have managed to corner a little time too! Anyway we had the "discussion" this evening about this issue and I think we both feel a little better - sometimes it is good to just vent when you are both feeling pressure from different sides. Hearing me whinge abt not getting enough time to start my sewing stuff actually made me get off my bum this evening and make something. I have found these rather cool looking fabric buckets - they are very easy to make and ideal Christmas gifts!

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I'll post the pictures tomorrow of the ones I made once I have finished the second one (I know a whole set). The best thing abt being productive like this is I feel so much better abt stuff and it keeps me away from the rumballs and chocolate slabs wooly woman and I made on Sunday (I have eaten lots wooly are you being good?)!! Well time for bed now .."I just need to .......go to sleep" Ahhhhhhhhh!!

I thought I said I wasn't going to do Christmas!! Bah humbug!

My ideal Christmas would be to NOT have any presents! I think I would enjoy the build-up so much more if I didn't feel so obligated to get people gifts. Isn't it awful to feel so pressured into something like that - you start to use those fateful words like I "have to get" and "should get" none of this sounds much like the spirit of Christmas to me. I have just gone out with the little man (who I might add behaved amazingly!!) to get some dear family members some gifts and managed to spend $200 just like that! I am budgeting, budgeting all aspects of my life and then the pressure of Christmas and post deadlines loom and bang bye, bye $200!! It is not that I don't love my family - but why doesn't it feel like an act of love when you are darting around the shops slightly hysterically singing to your babe - "just one more to get"..."that's 3 down, 2 to go". That surely isn't the message of Christmas!! I used to work in a store before bambino was born and Christmas was such a scary time!! I have never seen so many harrassed, rude, desperate people in all my life...it's like an extended trip to Seaworld in the baking sun - no-one is having any fun, especially not Salty!

So what are you all doing for Christmas this year? Wooly Woman and I are embarking on the candy making production line - rumballs, white chocolate and cranberry pieces and a fudge thing. She also made some very dangerously tasty homemade Baileys - which says it lasts 2 months, but we think they were being ironic because who keeps Baileys for longer than a weekend? Only my parents me thinks who had that one bottle going for years along with the small case of babycham. As for gifts well I am going to be good and shop locally - ha except for my UK peeps who will get online from Marks and Spencers. We are going to have some friends up for Xmas dinner and I am really looking forward to catching up with my hubby who has been working just so hard recently that we just say "see you Christmas" (I hope he means this Christmas). The little boy - I really don't want to do the crazy gifts thing for him - he is so happy with any tat I lie around the house - why worry abt big gifts and stuff at this age - I'm sure the age will come for expensive stuff so I WILL NOT FEEL ANY GUILT. I WILL NOT FEEL ANY GUILT. Repeat repeat!!

Bye to all - hope you all find some Christmas cheer in this scary time - Wooly Woman when are you bringing "mummy's special coffee" over?

Random thoughts!!

So the sun has been here for 3 days now - Hooray, hooray!! It is so much easier to be happy go lucky mum when the sky is blue and the sun is out. The monster and I have been out in the garden stocking up our wood pile and cutting back the dead or out of control bushes. I am not a gardener, but might develop into one as this is one job that I can do pretty easily with the boy around - he is so happy picking up rocks, playing in the mud and throwing sticks for and at the dog that I manage to accomplish something and he doesn't get me nagging him all morning for things he shouldn't be touching, banging, climbing etc etc - a lovely break for both of us. We also managed to take the dog for a great walk and toddler ambled along very happily - you could see the cobwebs flying out of all of our brains I think. The bonus to all this great outdoors - is a nap!! The little one managed to come home and sleep for 2 hours after his lunch and Mum got to do Mum things!! We are happy and at one!

The weird thing abt those happy, perfect days is then I get that stupid voice in my head that thinks I could do this again! I know, I know!! There has been a nagging of maybe having another little monster - I can't believe I would entertain such a thought, because I certainly did not breeze through the first year of this little monkey man - but hey - we'll see I guess. One more disrupted nights sleep or another poop in the bath and I'm sure I'll come to my senses!

Well have to go - so soon I know, but this morning was a morning of bringing monster to the hairdressers with me so he is soooo not going to nap for me after that sad affair of an outing.