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Normally I would say - don't support the hustle. But this Hustle. YES! Support it. 

So many times I've come to the tail end of the day and my phone has run out of juice. It's so annoying, and frustrating, and I feel like someone's cut off a limb. 

Hustle is the answer to my phone losing it's go-go-gadget power, and even more awesome? It's two Aussies by the look of things. And it's compatible with all smartphones - how do you say WINNING!! 

Anyway - go here if you've got a little cash to support these cats and their awesome initiative. I do love a good crowdsourcing. 

The Source

As opposed to hitting the sauce, I have been coming up with some ace ideas. So ace in fact that I am going to share one here.

I haven't mentioned that for the past few weeks the Doctor has been suffering from a double middle ear infection along with tonsillitis. Thrills a minute, let me tell you, and now he's on to his third round of antibiotics. YAWN!

And Tiny has been sick too. Triple YAAAWN! She's been cranky-ing up a storm. The Doctor and I are sporting some ace bite and scratch marks.

Besides the time we've clocked up in the doctor's waiting rooms, we've really clocked up some bills go back and forth. And I have come up with quite an ingenious plan.

It works like this: each time you visit the doctor, you get a stamp on your little 'loyalty' card. After nine stamps you get the tenth visit FREE! Sound familiar? Yes well it is, if you frequent a cafe, then I'm sure you've done similar, but I am definitely the first person in the world to ever come up with this awesome idea for visiting the doctor. So good we should bottle it. Perhaps I should get it patented?

The image above is from here. It's a chocolate bar loyalty, but wouldn't it be super for the dentist? Buy nine fillings, get the tenth free!! What a treat.

A Marriage of Tastes

I've hit upon a brilliant idea for Christmas (ok I took some heavy inspiration from Cath). Some might say genius (maybe if they were delusional).

Cast your mind back to this weekend. Ah yes. The Mexican stand-off over the washing up. Can you believe this is still continuing? Well, my beloved is in for a real treat from Santa this year.

His very own personalised washing-up gloves. How special is that?

I can't wait to hide them in his stocking for the 25th! But firstly, I have to stitch 'em. Now that should make for some interesting viewing.

Happy Christmas SweetiePop - I can't wait for Santa's elves to transform you into some sort of washing up wizard!

By the way, does anyone know a great pair of pinking shears that aren't going to cost the earth?

Dream Fuel

One of my good friends pointed this photographer out. Usually when someone sends me a link to a photographer, I click through, expect some filter abuse, see some filter abuse, and click out - tell them I've looked. Wow it's great.

So this is what I was expecting when I went here.

Oh my. How pleasantly surprised I was. Here starts a new session of dream fuel. Sometimes its nice to prove expectations wrong. In fact, it's always pleasant to disprove expectations.. Well you know what I mean.

Beautiful photography by Jan von Holleben. Beautiful photography capturing the perfect and blooming imaginations of little ones.

Check out the complete shots because it was oh-so-hard to choose which ones to share with you. They're all beautiful.

You can buy all sorts of goodness here. Ja, you can.

And the clincher. He's German. Das ist super goot.

Hooters And The Blowfish

This has been one of those weeks where I start to question things (you may be questioning why Pammy is on my blog?! Slow down dear reader, I'll get to it).

My son started off two weeks ago with gastro, which then went into croup, which then morphed into an ear infection. My babe has had bronchiolitis during this time too. It has been a pretty prickly time, and last week when I said I needed sleep, well now I've gone into over-time and don't want to sleep because I just can't.. You hearing me?

Anyway, this takes me to a couple of days ago when I was attempting to feed my babe. She's 8 months old. Cute as a button. Well of course I think that. Anyway, she fed at 11:30pm, so I trot in for her morning feed and she just growls at me. Arcs her back. Oooh man. Frustration Grand Central. I kept re-offering her the boobie, but do you think she'd take it. Uh uh. Not until 11:30am would she give in to my offers, and then only took one side.

So I felt like a lop-sided Pammy Anderson. In pain. In fear of mastitis. It made me think of this woman. Although I don't own a pink bikini. Or a navel ring. Oh and one small thing, my hooties are NOT 36MMM. But you know, I still felt like I should have got an application from Hooters.

Anyway, I needed some advice. My baby was bucking off the boobie like a wild bronco.

I contacted the Australian Breastfeeding Association. Man, are they gold, or are they gold? Dutifully, I took down the numbers to call for a little back-up. But then I discovered you can also email them (if it's not urgent) and someone will contact you within 48 hours. How's that for a brilliant resource? I sent off all my stats, a long, laborious email and not even five hours later, I got an email response from my new friend at the ABA.

And you know what? Her response made me laugh so hard - it was the best fix-it of all.

In my email I had asked about feeding off to sleep and how I was a little worried about this habit that seemed to be forming. Her response:

'There is really no evidence that it is bad to feed bubs to sleep. Tell me any man who doesn't like to go to sleep cuddled up to a warm pair of breasts ( exclude any gay friends!). Or anyone who doesn't like a cuddle when they are feeling tired or sad.. it's a normal human response really. And so long as it is working for you, there's really no need to change it.'

I love that. Thanks Marae - you're a Genius with a capital G!

And finally, my babe fed properly. I was no longer a lop-sided Pammy, with dreams to run along the beach in a high cut red swimsuit. Phew. Thank goodness for that.

PS - The new Small Magazine is out.. Could it be any sweeter? No, no I don't think it could. Beautiful. And there's a piece on Alicia Paulson of Posie fame.. Hello? Fantastic!