It's almost hard to believe our little noodles man is now three.
But three he is and we had a party to prove it.
A bunch of mostly kids-enabled friends and family came around and crammed into our small yard to celebrate his temporal achievement of making it this far.
There was cake, heavily-fruit dominant snacks, and a swing set ... and me. That was pretty much it. Read more »
I amended my banner header above. I changed mid 30s to late 30s in recognition of passing that threshold and amended baby to toddler for theNoo. Because he's a little man.
He's a little man that has learned to say no. If I go him for a tickle or cuddle he holds up his hand in the 'stop traffic' position and says. 'Stop. I don't like it.'
I have to respect his wishes... damn it.
He's also learning to play hide and seek. He can count to 10 and understands the concept of looking. Although I hide a little too well and chances are he needs his mummy to give him hints. That and I cough theatrically so he knows roughly what area to look in. Read more »
TheWife made some awesome sausage rolls. Despite my journey from full to empty on the weekend I managed to chow down three of them, taking an hour to do so. Hooray!
There were four left over. Today, feeling a little better, I had them for lunch. I decided to slice them up and place upon the slices slivers of cheese - yes, slivers given my dodgy guts - before heating.
As I was distributing slices of cheese I realised I'd run out of cheese. My sausage roll slivers to cheese ratio was too high.
'Oh no,' I said. 'I will take some from you.' - and I broke a bit of cheese off one of the larger slivers.
'Hey, that's mine,' I said, representing the interests of the slice that had lost partial sliver coverage. Read more »
Why is it that on the rare occasions I "run" I end up wearing odd garment choices?
As noted previously the other day I went for a run. A sort of ambling pathetic run that stretched the definition of the word 'run' almost to breaking point. My chosen attire? Jumper, scarf knotted like a bowtie, beanies and gloves.
It was not a good look for someone attempting to do a bit of deek work* around the local path systems.
Recently theWife's mobile phone died. Optus (shakes fist) had an insurance plan that theWife had signed up to for replacing a broken phone. She tried to activate the process. Was it that simple? No, it was not. She had to mail them the phone and allow two weeks for them to assess it for repair then another week for the repair.
We had no spare handsets. Read more »
TheWife and I mostly get our movie fare as new releases from the local DVD shop. Basically, once you have a kidlet then movie going out time - and we went to the movies practically weekly - is severely reduced. It really only happens if theWife's mum is in town or we take a mutual day off work and theNoo is in day care.
We share each other's likes for DVDs for the most part, but now and then if theWife is not around then I can branch out into Mikey-likes, like bang-bang serious action stuff or political themed dramas or dramedys.
Recently my Mikey like was this one - In the loop. Read more »
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