What’s this? Two posts in one week – it might snow over the weekend!23 May , 2014
Loving this at the moment. While I’m busy making dinner, Nicola happily draws or doodles with glitter glue at the counter. My fridge is so full of art I have to stack them three deep in some places!
It looks like I’ve wasted a couple of hundred bucks buying Polka a doggy bed. She is firmly in love with the laundry basket for naps. As long as it’s the dirty laundry, and she doesn’t chew anything in there, I’m okay with that.🙂
Trying out a collection of crowns at school, as you do. I’m not actually sure why there are a box of crowns in their class since Nicola tells me that she’s playing a piggy in the upcoming school concert.
That is not a big moth…
This morning at 2:00am Polka was going bananas. I thought she was just being an asshole, because I’m not feeling well (I have the plague…a.k.a flu) and the whole world is conspiring against me to keep me from sleeping. Apparently not. We have a bat in the house, looks like a baby fruit bat of some sorts. I’m not sure how it got in through the blinds, radar must be a bit off, but it was happily sleeping by the time we got up.
Nicola is fascinated by the little critter as you can imagine. She reckons it might be his birthday on Sunday, and after establishing that he wouldn’t bite her, she wants me to buy it some fruit a tomato and an ear of corn for its birthday this weekend. Hehehe…
If the bat isn’t gone by the time we get home tonight I’ll have to ask my dad to help me release it somehow. I remember my gran’s sister used to get these babies in her house all the time. They nested in the ground and then sometimes the babies would crawl up the walls during the day. She used to help them out with a broomstick and garlic flowers. All hell is going to break loose if that thing starts flying around inside – Nicola can reach an incredible ear splitting pitch when squeeling. My head is already aching in anticipation…
Taken this morning at school. We are both very proud of her artwork.
PS! I have been given some sort of promotion-ish thing at work, sort of. I get to do the work, without the title or the money that goes with it. I have a bit of capacity, so I’m going to go with it for now – can’t exactly say no thanks just to sit and twiddle my thumbs instead. I might be more excited about this when I can breathe through my nose again and my throat’s not on fire. I did warn the man though, I said that I’ve been here for 4,5 years and this is not the first time someone has promised me something new – usually they leave the company more or less straight after that, so he should probably update his CV. He just laughed and said that he think he has at least 3 more months to go before they fire him.
Anyhoo, I have a small window of opportunity to dazzle – so I’ll take it. And I’ll bring some dazzle next week when I feel better again. For now they’ll just have to take the sniff and glare through blood-shot eyes that I have available. I f-ing hat having the flu. Buy shares in Twinsaver, this is going to get rough!
PPS! I have a potential stalker…or I’m being courted strangely…or someone is just genuinely friendly with no boundaries. I’m still deciding. My new landlord’s son, we shall name him spiderman since he keeps tarantulas as pets (hahaha, you can see my first problem right?), is the man in question. He’s been popping around for a smoke and a chat and the odd cup of coffee every now and then, and this week he sent me a message to ask if he can play with Polka while I’m at work. I don’t have a problem with that…only he was obviously already with her since my number is on her collar and that’s where he got it.
On Wednesday I chucked out a garden hose that was leaking – and got a message a few hours later saying he had fixed it for me. Uhm…okay. Thanks I guess. It’s a bit alarming that he’s going through our trash, but since everyone uses the same two black wheelie bins, I suppose he just happened upon it and was being helpful?
Then yesterday he comes over for a chat, and he’s telling me all about his ex girlfriend, and his online dating profile bla-bla-bla, you get the idea. He’s already made sure I know that he loves being around kids and dogs and so on. I decided I better friend zone the hell out of this, so I asked how old he was. He’s 6 years younger – so now I’ve suggested he call me Tannie Louisa.😉 He left shortly after that.
I’m probably just being a suspicious cow, and he’s a geniunely nice guy who just likes helping out, (loves kids in general and my dog in particular). Not taking any chances though. Rather safe than sorry – go with your gut and so on.
What would you do? Am I being an asshole about this?