100 Words - Breezy Like Sunday Morning

As I opened the curtains, the sun streamed in, highlighting the paw prints on the outside of the window, the finger prints on the inside of the window and the dust on the sill. It isn’t exactly “shorts and t-shirt weather” but it’s nice to be able to have the back door open and see the dog sprawled out in a patch of sunshine that reaches the furthest corner of our yard. The fresh breeze wafting through the house gives an impression of Spring and it's times like this when I wish for a garden.


I must wash that window…

"100 Words" idea stolen from Mr London Street

In March, you are only 100 words away from a chance to win a ticket to Cybermummy 2011 or £100 cash!  See here for more details

The One Where I Bake Ginger Cake

When your 11 year old asks you to go out and buy ingredients to make cakes, make sure he is going to be around to actually help out and not bugger off to town all afternoon and then arrange to stop over at a friend's house at night.  Dear Reader, without supervision, I decided to carry on regardless and make the ginger cake anyway.  I hear some of you quaking already...

Zzzzzzzzzzzzz

Sally made a passing comment the other day, wondering if she was getting enough sleep and opened the floodgates to all manner of one-upmanship with regards to feeding babies, bed-swapping toddlers, the bemoaning of the loss of lie-ins and a one-liner from me:

"About 6 hours of broken sleep. Its a sore subject at the moment."

Handwritten

I remember my first school books having the top two thirds of the page blank for a picture and the bottom third of the page printed with two or three lines for our handwritten story.  I much preferred writing to drawing and went through about ten different styles of handwriting before settling into the one I naturally use now.

Faceless Facebook Friends

I’m not sure what I am more shocked about:

a.  Two girls (both aged 15) set up a Facebook profile in a false name (“Jaydon Rothwell”), befriend one of their own friends via the profile and then fake the suicide of  “Jaydon”, leading to a tribute page (on Facebook) being set up or

b.  Messages of condolence being posted to the tribute page from complete strangers who had never (or could never have) known “Jaydon”

Original Source: Lancashire Telegraph