Thought I’d better write something before the blog got a bit rusty. Truth is not much has been happening around here. Everyone’s been suffering with jetlag, Erin’s been waking at 9.30pm to ask if it’s ‘wakey, wakey’ time, Alex and I have been surfacing around midday, by which time Erin’s woken up watched a dvd and gone back to sleep. We figure after a two week jaunt to Disneyworld we’re allowed to be crap parents for a while.

In other exciting news, we’ve bought a new microwave, ok so not earth shattering, this is a ‘mummy’ blog after all. We’ve been microwaveless for about two years now, since my sister-in-law blew it up during popcorn-gate, don’t ask. We didn’t miss it all that much so didn’t replace it, until that is I realised that the only way to cook tescos melt-in-the-middle chocolate puddings was by microwave, that and the lure of fresh popcorn (see next paragraph) left me with no real choice. £45 wasn’t too bad – until it breaks next week, I turned down the 3 year guarantee for £145

Setanta Sports the home of the Scottish Premier League went bust while we were away, oh no, how terrible. I stupidly agreed to shell out for a subscription for Alex’ birthday, what a waste of money, every time there was rain (which is every time in Scotland) their cameras would be so obscured with raindrops you couldn’t see a thing, ridiculous. That and the fact that you’d have watched three hours build up for the biggest boxing fight this century only to find that the channel shut down on you just as the first bell sounded, it’s not really any surprise they went bust, no love lost there. I was quick to cancel the subscription, the next day in fact and just as quick to plough the funds elsewhere. Setanta’s loss is Lovefilm.com’s gain, I signed up for their £14 and a few pence deal which gets me unlimited dvds and xbox games, two at a time, so far so good first two received were Hancock and Stranger than Fiction, I won’t go into any details here as I plan to do a little round up at the end of the month.

And that’s about it really, I’ve begun to attack the mammoth ironing pile, the livingroom looks as if a burglary’s taken place, the kitchen as if squatters have taken over. How clean is your house? Not clean at all, now pity me and send the industrial help round. No? Oh well better get on with it then.

3 Responses to “Getting Rusty”

1. English Mum says:

   July 10, 2009 at 10:50 am

   Ahaha sounds like us, except we haven’t even got an excuse for waking up late – only went to England!! Yeh got caught with bloody Setanta too. Nightmare.
2. Margarita says:

   July 10, 2009 at 6:18 pm

   I’ve been a bit lazy with housework as well lately… I blame it on the weather!
3. SandyCalico says:

   July 10, 2009 at 11:19 pm

   Hi there, these sterile homes are no good for toughening up our children!