LoveRod's in car BBQ
LoveRod is a very smart academic. Sometimes, I think that very smart people do some very silly things, as their heads are full of all sorts of very critical clever stuff (leaving no room for ordinary stuff!)
For example, they do things like putting cooling disposable BBQ's in the boot of their car (on top of the camping gas and petrol tank!)
I've only seen LoveRod run twice, (the first was when he discovered that we were on a train going to Vienna rather than Prague!) Once he discovered that his car was full of smoke, he started throwing the contents of his boot all over the car park.....hysterical!
Rational?
Although I am completely skint, I bought £17 of make up to get this free stuff!! Anyway, there's nothing like a bit of beauty therapy to cheer you up.
My Id said....."buy it, you have to have it, nothing else matters".
My Ego said...."you could buy it but you must put it on your visa card or you will be overdrawn and have to pay bank charges. You might also need to look at why you want to buy make up to cheer yourself up".
My Superego said...."you should spend your money on your children or save it for the future, you are a bad woman".
Anyway I don't feel guilty and my finances will stand it so I suppose my Ego won in the end!
I look gorgeous and have written a 8 page lecture on Freud for my HNC class so I suppose all is well with me.
Oh what fun!
Just when you think that it can't possibly get any worse, it does....I love, find it almost impossible, being the mother of teenage boys. I'm not at all keen on this roller coaster and I wish that I knew how to get everything on an even keel!
This is what an hour with them is like........
The Rooms In My House
The Sand Boats on the beach remember the laughter.
The kitchen smells the fear of the potato peeler who is scared to be on her own.
The playroom shakes its' head and wags a finger at the children who make a mess.
But, then it smiles as it remembers the plays, dances and the dressing up which it has seen.
In three of the bedrooms fear and reassurance operate simultaneously.The granny in the big red bed and Angel offer comfort.
But, the pear tree outside taps on the window a reminder that it is waiting.
By popular request!
I'm back! ....Sistah1 has missed this written account of the life and times of AWTY and the MadBoys.....so I've deceided to keep my blog fed with some interesting titbits.
At the moment my life is full of slips, defenses, dreams and egos. Bloody Freud.....why couldn't he have written something a bit easier to explain? I have a 60 hour course to plan on psychodynamic approaches to counselling (where have you all gone?)
Blokes and prescriptive instructions
I would recommend writing down all instructions for blokes.
I arrived home yesterday to a 'hive of industry'! MB2 was pairing up socks and putting them away in appropriate drawers. MB1 had done dishes and was supervising the whole tidying up effort!
I don't know whether it was my storming around the house ranting and raving or the written instructions which I posted everywhere which made the difference. Anyway, whatever....they got the message.