Weekly Wrap-up
Best thing this week – watching Twilight in the hot tub with Dave on Tuesday night, I can NEVER sit through a movie, but the spa left me pretty much comatose by the end of the movie so I couldn’t move too quickly even I …
Tag: Melissa
Netball Update Week 2
Fitness, much better although NOT having fish n chips and a bourbon pre-game probably helped tonight. Bitch-face ref still hates me. I can’t walk, seriously. Both hamstrings are screwed, I was almost in tears driving home as it hurt so bad to keep my foot …
I'm a team player. In a NETBALL team.
I am Goal Defence and if
I CONTACT ONE MORE TIME I WILL BE SENT OFF THIS COURT!
(I put that in red so you could see just how much the ref liked me and my friendly style of defence).
Here I am in action;
Just jokes, even I know that they are playing some kind of rugger, but that looks like fun! (doesn’t that blonde chick look eerily like me though?)
So, I am in a netball team. I’m not sure how this happened but in a moment of insanity I told one of Ethan’s teachers that, yes, I would LOVE to join her netball team. I haven’t played netball in approximately 12 years and I was fine with the idea until this afternoon when I frantically began cleaning to distract me from thoughts of my imminent court debut. I even used furniture polish ON THE FURNITURE. That’s how nervous I was. I even drank a bourbon. But I was still nervous (this wasn’t such a good idea in hindsight).
I also didn’t know anyone in my team.
But I was brave and I went to the rec centre and played my little heart out. I had to do two toss ups cause there was no way I was letting go of the ball once I had my mitts on it. I lost both of them but I put this down to the fact that I forgot to cut my nails and I didn’t want to scratch the shit out of my opposition on the first day. That would have made me a hot favourite with the ref for sure. I got one mean intercept and once I was able to navigate the millions of lines on the court and figure out which ones were for netball I was ok.
We lost 24-14 but we played the best team in our grade so the girls did not think that was too bad. Did I mention that the game was 40 MINUTES LONG and we had NO SUBS? It was a miracle I didn’t throw up after I landed one of many many contact-inducing leaps at the opposing goal attack.
This sport business is hard work. It’s really going to cut into my sitting on the couch and inter-webbing time. On the plus side, Ethan should be happy that mama now has a hobby other than taking showers.
Date Night – Aren’t we cute?
To celebrate Jo’s birthday we enjoyed an awesome Pot Luck dinner with my bestest girl friends and their husbands / partners. My camera was sitting on the table the whole time and I took not one picture. I know, very hard to believe. We did …
Looking Back
September 18th, 2008 Impulse shopping – I purchased this wooden railway for Ethan for no other reason than it was on sale. I know, I know……it came with a wooden storage box ON WHEELS YA’LL! September 18th, 2007 A super fun play date with Freya …
Writers Prompt: If you give a Mum a moment
- She might remember to take her Happy Pill, her iron pill, her vitamin C + zinc pill, her multi-vitamin, her antibiotic and wash them down with a big sip of Sav
- She might start putting away some stuff and then get distracted by something that needs putting away in the room where she was putting away the first thing and move in circles throughout the house putting away some stuff but never really tidying up one room completely
- She might ignore all chores needing to be done and search for Botox prices online for over an hour
- She might pluck her eyebrows for about 17 minutes…..v e r y s l o w l y
- She might lay down on the couch just so, because that is where the winter sun shines through the ranch-slider and is hot on her face and she can half-sleep and listen to the never-ending narration of the ITM Fishing Show and uh-huh in all the right places one should express interest when your 4yo discusses the stomach contents of a broadbill swordfish
- She might eat 5 chocolate chip cookies….they are quite small
- She might not brush her teeth but rather go straight to bed and read New Moon on her laptop
- She might blog instead of studying
- She might LOVE the peace in her car as she drives to work on her own and can listen to morning radio and interviews with Prime Ministers without interruption
- She might realise how lucky she is for her wonderful life xxxx.
Mommy play dates? What's your experience with mom dating?
I am happy to report that I have had many successful and ongoing playdates here in New Zealand. The kids become long term friends (see here) and us Mums become long term drinking buddies as well. Everyone goes home happy. When we lived in Southern …
Wednesday……it's what's in my head
(Formerly known as Tuesday…..it’s what’s in my head) Today’s theme song is 10 years old and is still the shit. I was taken back to my days of flatting in Ponsonby, bar-tending and not going to my masters classes in Sociology by the fab DJ …
The day we all look foward to
Your wedding? of course. The birth of your child? Obviously, the 9th month isn’t exactly a walk in the park. But the day us SAHM’s all look forward to has to be the day we get our hair done. I’m serious here people. This is exciting stuff. You usually put it off as long as possible (money is tight, you have to pretty much rearrange the whole family’s schedule, you have to remind your husband a million times that he will have to take the boy to his myriad social engagements on the day of the appointment and did I mention that money is tight? Yeah, good).
So last week when I could stand the state of my roots and ends not one day longer I did it, I made the appointment and the anticipation began. I had 24 hours to wait until I looked and felt like a normal person again.
My hairdressers name is Bushra #1. That’s her name. There is a Bushra #2, but she is obviously number 2 for a reason so I don’t go near her. I was referred to Bushra #1 by a friend who has fab hair – always the best way to find a new hair stylist FYI.
2.30pm rolled around and that expectant anxiety has set in. When your hair looks like ass 95% of the time, your GHD pretty much has cobwebs on it because, lets get real, who among us SAHM’S has the time to straighten? you look to those hair appointments with the kind of miraculous hope that one might otherwise reserve for Barack Obama.
My foils seemed to be on for much longer than I remembered, when I peeked underneath them (and inadvertently bleached my hand) my hair looked flaming orange, and I began to worry that my few grey hairs would become a worry of the past as I lost them all due to rapid onset hair loss due to over-bleaching breakage.
After two marathon toning sessions, Bushra#1 had everything under control, my hair was – in her words – beautiful ‘creamy blonde’ with not a hint of brassy-ho-bag-blonde as I had requested. I was happy, but seriously are you sitting down? $145 INCLUDING a cut. I kid you not.
BAM. I’m back in the game.
Tuesday, it's what's in my head
@ wives of men (or men who do other mens laundry): If your husband pulls his socks off and leaves them in balls like this; just know that you are not alone. I thought I was the only one to suffer this affliction but it …