Old School Skating

We went on a leisurely Sunday afternoon walk. We like to do that. I threw a chicken in the oven (that I had stuffed after gagging, I hate touching raw chicken, and stuffing them for that matter - enter the squeams!) and then we walked. The Doctor had a minor meltdown as he couldn't find his helmet, and in our house no helmet equals no racers. So he had to walk.

This may have been fortuitous because just down the road was a pile of rubbish. And you know what that means in our language. Good times. The Doctor and I rummaged 'til our hearts were content. Matt, of course, stood back. Because he's too cool to be seen going through other people's junk. Me? No way Jose. I'm in there. I'll show you tomorrow what I found - not today because today I am too lazy to take a photo. But the Doctor triumphed over his helmet downfall. He scored this old school skateboard (here he is rad dawging), check out the handle that helps him steer the deck, and gain a little confidence, le old school way.

The thing I particularly loved about our work, besides the rubbish of course, was a couple of ginger cats coming out to say hi to the smalls. We've met one of these cats on a previous walk before. But yesterday, not only did ol' Ginger run out, his mate did too. The smalls were in cattie heaven.

Auf Weidersehen Blogtoberfast - Danke Big Cat

Boo! Probably gave you a fright, huh? Yes, well it is Halloween and that's the extent of my involvement. Boogedy Boogedy BOO!

So Blogtoberfest is drawing to a close today. Big thanks to Big Cat the brainchild and the hostess, without her, there would be no Blogtoberfest - and wouldn't that have left the world a cold, dark and thoroughly un-bloggy place. Yes. It's been a challenge, but I'm glad I took BC up on the offer - thanks for letting me play!

And thanks to Curlypops, the Adriana Xenides of Blogtoberfest. Without her, there would have been no reliable way of gambling your modem speed away by entering as many competitions as possible.

Thanks also to Flossy-P, the creative genius behind the logo (see it over there - last days, click it while you still can!).

Of course - who could forget BellGirl for her witty scoop of the weeks? Not me, that's for shizzle. She always made me giggle with her funny lil quotes - use them at your own peril.

And just while I have you here - Kootoyoo (it's her birthday today by the way) posted a long, long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away a special community announcement. My friends, it pertains to email addresses, and linking your email address to your blog account. It really is super fabulous. I recommend you visit her, get the scoop and update your deets. It would make responding so much simpler. And we all love simpler, don't we?

Finally, in case you're wondering, I didn't visit my bin. We're kind of having a 'break'. Well I call it a break but the bin probably thinks it's over. But we all know who has got to sing before it's over, right?

Couldn't possibly leave you with no image, so here are two little saucers I scored the other day...

Bird-Watching & Old Knockers: What Does It Sound Like In German?

heart shaped petals that reminded me of this lady

My Dad kindly informed me yesterday that he thought pottymouthmama was a bit boring of late. He's not so into fabrics.

In the interests of any men that might be reading, I'm going to have to step it up a bit. I have to think of something decidely un-boring. So that rules out 90% of my life (hey I'm not criticising my life, I love being home with the babies).

Given that there's still one sleep 'til garbage night there's not much to post on my bin.

So gents, perhaps you'd like to know what makes us tick over here at pottymouthmama HQ? Or perhaps not...? But maybe you've been wondering what sound a German train makes? A German donkey perhaps?

Click through here and find out.

In other ground-breaking news, The Doctor, my baby girl (who will from now on be referred to as Tiny) and I have been going on our walks. In fact, the Doctor has also formed this walking habit too, and is a great advocate for getting our walking shoes on and checking out the neighbourhood. He's a hardcore walker. Though we have one small problem. Every walk, without fail he wants a drink and we always forget his bottle. I know an easy fix. Remember the bottle. Genius! MENSA will probably be calling me soon.

I went to scout out the bin early. It's already full. It took much self-control to not launch myself into their yard and go rummaging early. Oh yes, it certainly did. Already I have it pegged to holding old tea towels and other kitchen accoutrement this week. Well, one can only hope. And I'm hoping it's not dustballs. That's for shizzle.

And just like clockwork - the teenage boy on the small motorbike rode out. Quel bizarre! Here's photographic evidence.

The Doctor loves to snap some pics of our walk. Today 'rad dogs' skating.

Anyway our walk today - we bird-watched - the feathered variety (sorry gents) with an old pair of 'knockers' that were gleaned from the bin in the initial motherload. The red ones, so I am told by the Doctor, 'are crummy'.

And news to hand - sewing classes start next week - my sewing machine got serviced yesterday (finally! woohoo!) - so ladies, get your engines revving. But what to make? What's something super dooper simple, what's a fail-safe easy pattern for a sewing novice such as myself? I'm thinking I might head off to Tessuti and glean some ideas from them. Ideas?

Better Dad?

Fresh From The Fabric Stash

cute print, cool colour - me likey!

a pretty Japanese fabric.. buttons.. circles.. hmm, love it..

Guten tag! I'll carry on Blogtoberfesting and sharing my favourites from my fabric stash, all in one post. Ja?

If you would like to learn more of Blogtoberfest, take your lederhosen-wearing body over to Big Cat's Emporium.

If fabric is what you fancy, then go high-five Pip at Meet Me at Mikes and check out who else is playing. There's loads of fabric fun to be had. Trust me. I know. I've been cruising about checking out everyone's booty (and I mean fabrics, nothing more saucy, dear reader - mind out of the gutter!).

Today has been chaos and I am completely knackered (when I said this out loud, The Doctor exclaimed - "But Mummy, why are you telling Daddy you're naked. You're not naked."). I tried to get to Craft Depot on Pennant Hills Road before closing time - but got a little diverted from the correct course, and got there late. Don't tell Hoppo Bumpo I've still not started my stencils.. She'll kick me out of the stencil-along gang. Aye aye aye.

So tomorrow. Craft depot. More fabric goodness. And a whole lotta Deutsche Bank and kartoffel.. Ich habe Dich lieb. Yes. Yes I do.

Get Out Your Lederhosen

It's Blogtoberfest! Head on over to Big Cat to read all the small print, but what it means for you, dear reader - I'll be posting every day for the month of October (and today - I am going for a land-speed record with three massive posts - whoa nelly!). Unfortunately I'm not a busty blonde handing out bier, but you know, I'll try my best to enchant you with the clunky sound of some German (I'll be reaching into my Year 8 memory for that).

Ich bin ein blogger hear me roar.

Anyway, Flossy-P has created an ace button to add to your blog if you're a player.. Head on over and pick up the details and give her a high five while you're there.

I'm already onto day two of Blogtoberfest, and to celebrate, here are some pics of everyone's favourite pseudo-German (!?) the Hoff.. He's German isn't he? Well, even if he isn't, we can pretend das ist goot.