My Little Slave

This is really a private post for Auntie H to show Nana the gift she bought Little Miss, but I thought I'd share. I know this will not last and in 10 years I will have to scream at her to pick up a plate, but for now I will enjoy...

Happy New Year

Hugs x

Get ready for 2009

Right then. The only way to survive in this nightmare chaos that is being a working fabulous Mum is to GET ORGANISED!!!

Every day in our house is a well planned military operation (now stop laughing at the back, it is honestly), it has to be, with both of us working and little Miss having to get to Nursery and our Angel. Add in to this is Goth Dad's dyslexia time wandering, my last minute faffing and Little Miss' frequent refusal to put on clothes and you have a recipe for disaster if we don't get organised.

So the reason for this post is to evangelise the use of a family calendar. No more will I get confused about when that birthday party is or when Goth Dad had arranged to go out for that well earned drink.

So I would like to encourage you all to get a calendar and get organised.

OMG Where has the last month gone?

OK, so December is nearly over and Christmas is well and truly done so wow another year nearly over.

I generally think that Christmas is a success if no-one packs and leaves home on Christmas day so this year went with a huge bang. We had some friends over for Christmas lunch and apart from the 4 month old baby being a bit grumpy, everything went very well. I drank far too much bubbly and fell asleep on Goth Dad at 11pm trying to watch a DVD.

I always stress too much in the preparation and then it's all over in a flash. Next year I will be starting my preparations a whole lot earlier and trying hard not to stress as much.

So this year's presents were lovely, we got cash from our parents and with a bit of savings bought ourselves a new TV (Sony Bravia LCD - YUMMM). Little Miss got many much and her favourite are currently a carage with cars to zoom around and a Sportucus dress up outfit. Really I do have a daughter!!!

Today we were having a serious conversation (well as much as you can with a 3 yr old) about whether she would be a firefighter when she grows up or a swordfighting actor / stunt performer. She really wanted to be a knight, go figure!

Positive pressure

Goth dad & I have been thinking about expanding the household. Now, we are thinking about a foreign black kitten to replace our beloved LuLu who passed earlier this year. But we are also thinking about another baby. Initial thought were that we would be evicted if I had to stop work for 6 months to have another baby (my employer only offers SMP) but everyone we talk to say DO IT! DON'T WAIT, and we have really talked ourselves around to the idea. More news as it happens. XXX

(what am I getting myself into!??!??!??!)

Home Dye, is it worth it?

I've just dyed my hair at home. It's something I've done for years and I've got quite good at it. My bathroom did resemble the end of Carrie an hour ago but it's all clean now and I have red black hair. It actually looks quite a lot like it does on teh packet, which is encouraging.

i thought I'd have a bit of a change from the blue black that I have been for the last (stone me) nearly 10 years on and off. I did have a brief faray into cyber purple but it faded to auburn very quickly so I didn't try that again.


So I'm hoping that this stays true for a few months as I really can't organise myself to do this kind of thing too often.

I was thinking; as I sat with a plastic bag over my head, was it worth it to save £25. Should I just get my hair done at the salon like normal people. But then i thought that £25 was nearly a half term's worth of Gym classes for little Miss, so I decided that home dying would be here to stay.

By the way, this isn't a blatent Schwartzkopf advert. It's just that I haven't found any other hair dye that stays in my hair.

Bettie Page RIP

I am saddened to discover (but not hugely surprised, she was 85) that Bettie Page died yesterday.

Here is a bit of naughty bondage Bettie...


And a sweeter side of Bettie...


I had been wondering what to wear for my works party tomorrow, but now I know. i will be Bettied up to the eyeballs.

Bettie Page has long been an icon of mine of glamourous femininity without conformity. Today I am a sad Goth Mum.