A lot has changed over the last twelve months. But some things haven’t changed at all.
Category Archives: Love and CJ
Battles Lost, Won, and Ongoing
Destruction of Books (board and pages) We have a LOT of books just for Louisette. About a hundred paper books, and thirty board books (most of them secondhand, hence the sheer bulk). She loves playing with them, and rarely actively destroys them – yet. So this battle hasn’t truly joined yet, and may never occur.Continue reading “Battles Lost, Won, and Ongoing”
Suit Up
CJ will be acting as best man to his brother very shortly, and this is the suit he’ll be wearing – the first proper suit he’s bought since his Year Twelve formal. For reasons that are patently obvious, I have encouraged him to wear it around the house. A lot.
So much better than flowers or chocolate
The other day, when I was still pregnant, CJ was driving me home from church. “I’ve realised,” he said, “that, should the technology come about in my lifetime, I still can’t time travel.” “Oh?” I said. “And why not?” “Well, I worked out a while ago that if I time travelled and ended up inContinue reading “So much better than flowers or chocolate”
I can see our restaurant from here
When CJ and I had been dating six months, we had outdone all our previous relationships by a lot, and we celebrated by going to the Telstra Tower revolving restaurant, Alto. It’s super expensive, but we really enjoyed it, and decided to go back someday, for some major occasion. “Like when I get published,” IContinue reading “I can see our restaurant from here”
Man, Woman, Child: Who does what?
I have a friend whose husband is nervous about bathing their child – so she does it. He doesn’t have a single child-specific task that is just his. She plans and prepares the food (even on the days he stays at home and she works), cleans the house, and generally bears the weight of parentalContinue reading “Man, Woman, Child: Who does what?”
How to get un-pregnant: A Labour Story (PG mildly medical)
Today is Louisette’s due date. So she came early, after all. I’m so glad she did. Being pregnant really sucked. My pre-labour contractions (that is, contractions that were causing change in my body – I begged the midwife to do an internal exam so I’d know for certain, and was relieved to find out thatContinue reading “How to get un-pregnant: A Labour Story (PG mildly medical)”
Adorable Proof of Incompetent Parents
Before I start – I know there are three types of people reading this blog, so here are my messages for each of you: 1. Regular readers who are really not that interested in babies – never fear. In a week or two your normal schedule shall resume (in fact I’ll be posting the thirdContinue reading “Adorable Proof of Incompetent Parents”
Men Make Fix
I come from an academic family, so my father-in-law (trained as a carpenter) is quite an exotic creature to me, and I love to see him and CJ (also most definitely an academic first) working together. You may remember that part of our ceiling collapsed many many months ago. There were delays as tradesmen andContinue reading “Men Make Fix”
Go into labour
Heh. Just kidding. OR AM I????? Here’s what I wrote at 5am on Tuesday morning (yesterday) – keeping in mind that I’m using the normal-person’s definition of “labour” as including “pre-labour” (hours or even days of mild contractions – for my sister, it was fifteen hours, I was there, and it was fun for everyone,Continue reading “Go into labour”
Christmas (well duh)
This is what Christmas looks like at CJ’s parents’ house, where we spent our Christmas Day: And this is what CJ and I look like three seconds after the last presents are unwrapped (CJ is reading the latest “Girl Genius” graphic novel, and I’m reading “Ember and Ash” by Pamela Freeman *double swoon*):
“On the whole, women are smarter than men”
I heard the phrase and was so shocked that I stared at the TV screen and replayed it in my head. No, I wasn’t hearing things. No, the speaker wasn’t joking. No, the speaker wasn’t attempting to impress anyone. It was Clive James, aged seventy, talking to Andrew Denton on the latter’s “Elders” show. ItContinue reading ““On the whole, women are smarter than men””
Different Folks
CJ and I have a lot in common, which is handy. But every so often one or both of us realises how different we are. Guess what these books are? That’s the books CJ is “currently reading” from the library. Which is to say, there are more library books by the front doorContinue reading “Different Folks”
Lakeside Date
Because everything is better with water views.
Hello, Mini-Me
Before I forget: The “me” in Mini-Me refers to whoever is speaking at the time. It works best with relatives, but all humans are pretty similar when they’re babies, so ultimately there’s a little bit of all of us in Mini-Me. Hence the name. Today I’ll be calling Mini-Me “he” some of the time, and “she” someContinue reading “Hello, Mini-Me”
Piper’s Lookout
Way back in Summer, when CJ and I were on our way back from our Merimbula holiday, we stopped off about half an hour along the road to admire Piper’s Lookout. Mr Piper was (by all accounts) an heroic busdriver who traversed the mountain road hundreds of times. The lookout is beautiful, with panoramic views andContinue reading “Piper’s Lookout”
Captain Maxolon saves the day (ish)
Dear rest of the world (USA, I’m looking at you): Public health care is the best idea ever. Yesterday CJ and I spent seven hours at hospital (in the past, I’ve waited longer than that in the waiting room, which is the down side of a triage system – the sicker people get treated firstContinue reading “Captain Maxolon saves the day (ish)”
Science of dating
Here is a fascinating article on how to figure out if your date is a raving loony and/or compatible with you. It’s PG/M, because of discussion of romantic things (she says euphemistically). Here’s the beginning: First dates are awkward. There is so much you want to know about the person across the table from you,Continue reading “Science of dating”
For batter or worse
In 2006 I decided to do nothing but write – mainly in order to discover if I could handle it (I can; I still write for a minimum for twenty hours each week). For a period of three months, that’s all I did. In order to keep going as long as possible before going backContinue reading “For batter or worse”
Screams in the night
Welcome to the first ever miscellaneous Monday. I was going to write about the twittertales (writing a real-time tale each month is starting to make me crazy*, so I’ve decided to start using regular stories, hastily cannibalised into a twitterable form. It turned out to work really, really well – as you’ll discover in April,Continue reading “Screams in the night”