I feel obliged to Blog.

Right, that's it. Why should I be the only person in the world not blogging? The amount of time I spend reading other people blogs could be spent far more constuctively creating my own. And then I could agonise about how many people are reading my posts, and whether I should try to be more funny, or more serious, or more cerebral, or just blather on about my children ad nauseum (They are cute, by the way. There are three now). And then I could visit blogs deliberately to leave my link so people love me and...

Oh, hang on. That's why I stopped blogging in the past. Because I wanted to be popular and fabulous and the coolest kid at school. And it patently didn't work, given the fact that I tend to blither and assemble random thoughts, and while that works fabulously well for some people, it looks fairly try- hard on me.

My atheism is now agnosticism. I seem to spend a disproportionate amount of time reading religious blogs. Hmmmm. What does that mean? Have ordered some C.S. Lewis so will ponder that and see. ('The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe' . Nothing heavier than that :) )

Does this thing do spell check? It's going to be fairly ugly in these parts if it doesn't....

Good lord, is that the time?

Oh look, it appears that I've moved on to monthly posts. How about that?

I'm now 33. And Barchie is now 1. And we had Christmas, on which day the drought broke, we had 50mm of rain and sleet, and now it's 30C again. Such is Tasmania.
Dad and Girlfriend of two months got engaged. As he said, at their age they can't afford to wait around. Fair point, although he's only 55 and she's 45. Don't really think death's knocking, but not for me to judge. Good on them, and all. Should be a fabulous weddding. Somewhat of a big party, from what I hear. Would like the boys to be there, because it's an important milestone, but would also like to kick up my heels a little (well, sit at a table laughing like a hyena with my aunts, actually) and not be constantly keeping an eye on what havoc they are causing.
Lets see whether my desire to be a no-rules fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants mother wins out over my desire to drink champagne.
Probably be pregnant by then, mind you, meaning no champagne and in fact interruption of ceremony by loud retching noises and running from room. Although if they are having it in a garden it will save me time.....Must enquire.

Zoom!

Well here we are, in the month o Christmas. Were did this year go? No, really. Time is speeding up in a very worrying manner. At this rate I'll be 90 and in a home singing songs from the War in about 6 months. I think that the year has sped by so quickly because of Archie- the passage of the year fitting in perfectly with his age. Being pregnant goes on for ever, but babies go from 0-12 months in the blink of an eye...
Have everything poised for the Big Decorating Extravaganza on Wednesday. When you have $300 worth of tinsel you really have to make an event out of it, I find.

No, really?

Phenomenal- I started something (ie this blog), went hard for a few weeks than lost interest and wandered off! I can scarce believe it! I've never done anything like that before, I swear. I'm usually so good at committing to a plan!
Ha ha wry laughter.
I go my hair cut really short. That's about all the news...

Ellipses much?

Looking at my previous posts, you may conclude that I have some sort of an obsession with ellipses... ellipsis? Plural, people!
Well I do like them, I must say. The accurately echo the vague trailing off that so many of my real life conversations end in...

http://groups.msn.com/EvaandThorsWedding/

As I seem utterly unable to add photos to this blog (my fault. Or my computers, actually) I'll just link to them. No wedding photos, just babies.
sigh.
babies. scrummy.

If it looks like crawling, and it sounds like crawling...

First, he rolled over....and then, he crawled! Made a little less phenomenal by the fact that he just turned ten months old, but in this family we say 'begone' to the traditional way of doing things in the whole 'perambulation' sphere.
Jasper walking? Not till he's 21 months, thanks! (although the whole 'legs-in-plaster-operations-a-plenty-leg-brace thing had something to do with that).
Archie rolling over? No siree- that would involve ending up on my tummy and we'll have none of that shenanigan! Crawling? Get out! Jasper can bring me any charcoal or similar choking hazards that I show an interest in.
But today, instead of scooting around backwoods in an aimless and quite frankly hazardous manner, Archie did a proper, hand/knee in coordination type manouver. Several of them, actually. So lets call that crawling shall we?
Quite relieved, as he has been doing this wierd knees locked raised by wolves scuttle that freaked me out some. Plenty of time to exert his individuality in other areas.
Still doesn't want solids, though. Given his chubbiness, breastmilk isn't doing him any harm. DId eat a chocolate cornflake thing today, but probably best not to encourage junk food just yet. I'll wait till he's one for that.

I should patent it...

Was on the way to meet http://ivyai.blogspot.com/ Ivy this morning, when she sent me a text message. Wanted to text back, but driving- what to do? Such a conundrum...
'I wish that there was a way of text mesaging someone by speaking into the phone instead of writing' My brilliant mind contemplated the possibility...
before realising that there is...it's called 'A Phone Call'.
Wonder if it will catch on??