Archive for February, 2008


Weekend

We seem to go through phases where weekends with the family are just a disaster. The children are disrespectful, fighting and prime stars of SuperNanny special -You’ve never seen kids acting like THIS before. Tune in and see how she sorts them out and you can laugh at their dysfunctional and incompetent parents and be smug in the knowledge that YOUR children would never act this way!

As it happens this weekend started out as one of them but I was determined that wasn’t going to spoil my family time. You know the deal – WE ARE GOING TO HAVE FUN WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!

Saturday started off wonderfully, with an extra vet at work which meant I could leave early. As Murphy’s Law would have it we only have an extra vet rostered on when it’s deathly quiet as opposed to a madhouse when we could do with an extra pair of veterinary hands.

Home to a very surprised family. They were on their way out so of course after a quick shower/change/salah we were out the door. So the children whinged and carried on. Home again. Whinging.

More whinging.

Followed by fighting.

After supper, we braved Southbank for ice cream. I do not know what possessed us to take the misbehaving children out in PUBLIC. The children were indeed wonderful. They loved walking along the man-made beach and watching a gentleman making intricate sand castles. They tried lemon sorbet and shared their ice cream with each other. On the way home just off the freeway, we blew a tyre! Husband pwnd! that spare. He finished changing the tyre in about 10 minutes. The moment he got back in the car the rain started pelting down. Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah we didn’t get the flat while we were on the freeway and travelling a gazillion miles an hour. Alhamdulillah my husband finished just before the rain.

I judge my day by how quickly my children fall asleep at night. Alhamdulillah all three were fast asleep by the time we arrived home.

Sunday was a leisurely breakfast, pancakes with strawberries and cream, maple syrup and much sugary goodness (my favourite breakfast). We were invited for a barbecue and the children were mashaAllah little angels. They had a swim and ate well. The afternoon was then spent at Bunnings - we have a lot to fix up in this house and while husband is a dab hand at changing tyres, none of us is very handy in the home. We usually go there with aspirations of a complete DIY renovation and then return despondent because we really have no idea where to start.

So that’s pretty much our weekend in a nutshell.

Honestly, would you just say it already? “I’m sorry” is going the same way as “another shrimp on the barbie” or “flamin’ galah” – words never uttered by real Australians.

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Kevin
Hey, did you hear about Frank?

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Malcolm
Nah, mate what happened?

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Kevin
Some bloke barged into his house and ransacked the whole place; stole his TV, his video camera and his car!

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Tony Abbott
How do you know that? Were you even there?! Who is teaching you all this bullsh*t?!

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Malcolm
Not very Christian of you, Tony.

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Tony Abbott
F**K OFF!

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Kevin
Would you two just knock it off?

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.Kevin
Actually, no – carry on. It makes me look good.Where’s Brendan?

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Tony Abbott
Who? Ohh..yeah Brendan..here he comes, with Frank.

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Kevin
Frank, mate. Ummm. Yeah…So..How are ….Umm. On behalf of all of us, sorry about what happened to you. Having all your crap stolen. That’s awful.

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Malcolm
Yeah, really sorry.

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Indigenous
Yeah, thanks for that, Kev. They stole everything I owned, man.

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Tony Abbott
Frank, I really take offense to you saying that they STOLE stuff from you. I mean, they might have actually been trying to HELP you. Did you ever think of that??

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Indigenous
Umm..no I didn’t actually th…

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Australian
Well, I’m not sorry. I didn’t do anything to ya. IT WASN’T MY FAULT. I’M NOT FRIGGIN’ SORRY, OK? He’s not f**king saying sorry on my behalf! I’m not sorry.

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Brendan
I’ve only just arrived so I’m not clued up on the whole thing…So what words did you actually use there, Kev? Look, Frank, I’m not sure if I’m saying sorry along with Kev. It really depends on the WORDING..You know what I mean? I’m not sure…. I’m not very sure of anything actually.

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Indigenous
Yeah ok, whatevs. Does anyone have a few bucks they can spare for the bus fare? Or can I get a ride with someone? I have to get to work and I have no transport.

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Kevin
I said sorry, Frank. I didn’t say I was going to HELP you or give you any money. Geeze.

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Brendan
Yeah…so..”sorry but no help?” Is that what we’re saying?

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Brendan
Hello?

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Brendan.
Anyone?

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