It's Been Quiet Here

But not quiet on the home front.

For example - Tiny slipped over in the bathtub last night. Matt took her up to ER with a nice little gash in her chin. I sat waiting for news. They sat waiting for five hours. She finally came home with her chin glued. Poor sausage.

I'm back into exercise. I know. Stop the press. I got sick and had to cut my C25K short momentarily. Instead of exercising I began pinning exercise motivation. I became obsessed. This served only to make myself feel even sicker, annoyed, sad I wasn't exercising, and to motivate others. Well it's not all bad, right?

In other ground breaking news, the house is a mess, I need to start organising a birthday party for Tiny, and Christmas is now only 99 sleeps until Christmas.

Just saying. 

Please send help. SOS. 

What's Happening In Our House

Tonight my eight year old commented: "Mum, I love how your bottom wiggles every time you move. It's so funny. It's like two cheeks, wibble wobble."

My ego is wildly out of control now.

This may have been the motivation I needed to get back out and exercising. 

In other breaking news - Tiny is taking a pair of summer pyjamas to school for news tomorrow.

PS - how beautiful is this owl?! 

What I've Been Doing

Have you been watching The Time Of Our Lives? This is my weekly sanity check. I am loving this series. SO much, and don't want it to end. The casting is superb, the storyline - spookily realistic, and beyond the storylines, the costuming is super fab too. 

Some may tussle with it, but I am into it. Like, really, really.

If you haven't watched it - check it out, it's great Australian drama (Sunday nights, ABC1, 8:30pm).

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I pottered around the house for most of the weekend. Despite it sounding pretty boring, I might be proving that I am ageing by enjoying getting on top of all the washing, folding, and general boring jobs that need to be done around the house. This includes feeling totally triumphant that the kid's white school shirts - after a jolly good soak, came up super white. 

It was only after exclaiming to Matt how thrilled I was with the result that I realised some things are best kept to myself. 

Oops. I did it again.

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I think I may also be daggily excited about the new Gmail, while maybe no one else feels the same way. But heck - it sorts out all my emails! HOORAH for Gmail. 

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McDonald's are building a 24/7 store right across the road from a Kindergarten in Tecoma, Victoria and demolishing iconic buildings in the process. Go here to tell them to burger off and meet with the community of Tecoma ASAP. Please sign the petition to tell them what for. 

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Why do I always feel hungry after eating a roast dinner? 

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These are the big issues people. What's on the haps for you?

Titanic News: Jack Could Have Fitted

I love to hog the bed at night - and one of my ongoing fantasies is to sprawl out in a hotel bed with crisp hotel linen. 


And here we learn that Jack could have jolly well have fitted onto that door, if only Rose hadn't hogged it. We're onto you Rose.


PS - Here's a good reason why not to order the house white.


image via lolsnaps

Oh Hai.

Last night I went out on the town to kick up my heels with a bunch of bloggers. I met Wee Birdy there and together we giggled and guffawed the night away.


Big ups to Wee Birdy for giving me this banging picture of me being a ham hock. I mean, who doesn't star their Darling mani when posing mercilessly? The truth is, the reason I was dressed like a Tequila Sunrise (see recipe here) was for the Kidspot Top 50 Bloggers. Aha. 


Woogs held me in her bosom. I got to meet Eden. Was astounded by Hair Romance's beautiful hair. And I reunited with Chantelle. There were many more and it was like a whirlwind tour. I felt a bit like a fraud. 


Anyway, you readers, you are all quiet as mice. What's happening on your homefronts? Do tell. I am waiting to hear. And when someone wants to hack into my mainframe and let me know how I can reply directly to comments, well I am all freaking ears. I can not work it out myself and I want to punch my blog in the head. 


Right now I am listening to Gossling because I just love her. I've eaten a burger for dinner and had two to three wines. Who's counting? (Because it's not like I have to drive to bed.) I got told I was very quiet at work today. I love listening to the Hack on Triple J driving home. Do you? What are you doing? Come on, spill. Fill me in on what's on the haps in your neighbourhood. 


Oh and as a Friday bonus, how great is this Bluejuice cover of Video Games. I went off Lana del Rey quicker than Lite White goes off in a luke warm fridge. But this. This I can get with.


And finally, come join me on Facey. We can like totes chat. And stuff. 


PS - this is a link heavy post. I apologise. But perhaps you'll thank me later for sending you around the world in just one quick read of PottyMouthMama?

Some Things You Should Know

Despite the fact this is a mug shot, yes, it is a mug shot, it's pretty rad, no? I mean it's a halfro and what's not to love about a halfro? If you need to read more about how this wiggedy whack haircut evolved, you can do so here (which is BTW - where I sourced the rad image).

Other things that you might care to know:

- sometimes I quite like to ride on the train. I get to people watch, I like it best when it's not peak hour, and I especially find it charming when the trains run on time. How quaint!

- Retromummy almost made me think Zumba looked fun. And then I remembered how unco I am and realised me + zumba would be a funny, funny thing and I'd probably give the class a good abs workout from laughing at me, but I'm not into that so much

- I got to bake on the weekend again - and man I realised how much I missed that - even though, since my cleanse, I still like sweet food, but I am much more restrained. I don't crave it as much anymore. Actually I don't think I crave it at all. I satiate the mood, and that's it. I don't drown it.

- this is a deeply interesting post, no?