What's Your Favourite?

Big question today. Big. Big question. 

What's your favourite song - of all time?

You can have a few, but if you had to name one, right this very minute, what's the first one that pops into your mind?

This is mine! 

It reminds me of a friend (Catho!), when we were young and carefree. And could go out dancing. And drinking. And dancing. And drinking. 

It never fails to put me in a good mood. I know both words. I love the video clip. It's ace. Of base. And then some. 

What's yours? 

More Answers

I am back to finish answering all the questions, let's see how I go? Can I do it? Gosh I hope so.

Michelle from The Hills are Alive asked:

Who would play you in the movie of your life and why?

Someone once told me I looked like Suzie Wilks. I spent the rest of the evening ignoring that person because a) Suzie wears ridiculously short denim cut offs; b) Suzie wears a purple shirt with a giant yellow logo on it and c) I don't have a c, but I just wanted to add c. It seemed to bulk things up. So certainly not Suzie Wilks.

Maybe... Julia Roberts? We have similar hair and she was my doppelganger on Facebook and really I like her head, so I will take Julia Roberts. Either her or Miss Piggy. Either would make me happy.

Michele asked a bonus question of:

How do you manage the transition from Mama to lover after an exhausting day/week/year with the littles, you know switching gears and having the energy for some "quality time" with hubs?

Date night. Date night. Date night. It really is SO important to have some time where it's just YOU and husband/partner/ or if you're single - by yourself or with some friends. There is NO way you can recharge your batteries and reconnect without some time away from the smalls. It makes you a better mum/lover/wife. Stealing some 'me minutes' is imperative for sanity.

I also go for a long-ish walk when Matt gets home from work. He puts the kids into the bath and gets them ready for bed, so by the time I get home I kiss them good night.

The old saying, happy mama, happy baby is SO true, and I think good things can only come from being a little selfish (in a good way) to nab some time for you.

And if you just can't seem to go for a walk or get out of the house - my other non-luxury luxury is to have a shower - where (wait this is where it gets crazy) - no one comes into the bathroom while I am in there. Crazy that I even have to say that, but to have an uninterrupted shower is bliss.

So taking care of yourself will allow you to feel like you have a 'self' to share with other people.

With a new babe in her arms, Amber from Nutrients of Life asked:

What is your favourite song?

Currently listening in high rotation: Florence + the Machine. My favourites are changing all the time. But she has an incredibly strong and yet feminine voice. I love that. At this moment. And she's got red hair. I love redheads.

The currently blogless CurlyGirlJo asked me:

What is your ideal job? What have you worked as in the past? What would you like to do in the future?

My ideal job? Er - nothing? Is that a valid answer? No, ok then. A job that goes from 10-2pm so I can pick up my smalls from pre-school... Not good enough. Ok my ideal job is writing! I would love to be writing either for magazines or my own book. That's what I would dig.

In the past I have worked (in order) as:

- dish pig

- McDonald's Crew trainer

- behind the counter at Video Ezy

- waitress

- and then I landed my first role working in public relations which is what I still do now, only freelance

In the future:

I'd like to think I have a firmer handle on my direction, and more confidence in my abilities. And be writing more.

After snowboarding over here Lizzie from Nugg UK asked me:

Can she send me some bread tags. That aren't bread tags. They're flower tags. But they're like bread tags. But they're not. Oh I could go on.

But the answer is: YES PLEASE!

And finally Bianca from By Way of the Moon asked:

Who put the bomp in the bomp bah bomp bah bomp?

I would say it was the Marcels' version of Blue Moon - they sing 'bomp bomp ba bomp, ba bomp ba bomp bomp' and that, my friend, influenced the co-writers of the song (Barry Mann and Gerry Griffin) to include these nonsense lyrics. The song co-incidentally is written about how Barry's girlfriend fell in love with him after listening to several songs of the Doo-Wop genre.

And so it is, this here is the conclusion of 'Ask PottyMouthMama'. For this week. Stay tuned for another opportunity to ask me anything.

Little Red

Life as a mama can be full of hum-drum. Working all day every day is draining to every part of me - physically, mentally, emotionally. Anyone who says that being a stay-at-home mum* is not difficult, try it for more than a few days. The novelty will wear off and you'll see that the monotony that can be almost crippling, let alone being called out, yelled at, and constantly requested for food, trafficking tantrums and trying to keep the house tidy (trying is the operative word there).

Malvina Reynolds was an American folk and blues singer and songwriter, as well as a political activist. Try saying that ten times fast. You might know her song 'Little Boxes'. Here's Regina Spektor's version that was used on 'Weeds'.

But the song that's talking to me at the moment is below. I am sure you will know this age-old story. I used to listen to the story on an old record player that belonged to my grand-uncle Silas. I'd lie on the carpet and turn the page when the record went *ding*.

Charge your glasses for all the hard-working mamas of the world. It's Friday. Let's all snaffle some me-minutes this weekend and re-charge your batteries.

* No matter what kind of mama you are, working, SAH, juggling, we're all in this together. I've been both. I can vouch for both. Both are very hard work.

Confessions

A while ago there was a song released, or rather, unleashed onto the world. I loved it. It's not my usual tune, I must admit. Therefore, I had to keep it a secret. I didn't tell Matt for a long time. Run out of milk? I'd volunteer to drive to the shops. Need some toothpaste? I'm in the car, radio on, turned up to ten. Just for the chance to hear this song. I'd rock out in the carpark by myself. Oh yeah baby!

Finally this week I admitted to Matt that this song had me wrapped around its little finger.

Thankfully I've found a version that's perhaps a little easier on Matt's ears. And in fact, I am even more in love with this song because Kina Grannis is a real little hottie.

Check her out.

So Many Motha Uckers.

I can't get this song out of my head. I sing it in the street. In the supermarket. My son even knows the words (bad mama!) - just not the meaning.

I think it's my theme song for the week. I work freelance. I'm waiting to get paid. Every tick of the tock. One of the pitfalls of not working for the man. Waiting for the mula. Ho hum.

I've even considered getting my husband to call up under the guise he's my accountant. Sneaky, aren't I?

Anyway. Enjoy it.