Things I Know


It’s been chaos and mayhem as usual for the menagerie and me of late. Here are a bunch of random things I know this week:

I know that a sure-fire way to guarantee a Mt Vesuvius size eruption on your face is to be the facilitator for a training workshop involving a dozen or so buff police officers.


Was very tempted to wear one of these - with a top on as well of course.

I know that the two separate Garnier packs I scored from Brand Meets Blog and Good Googs  this week will help me banish (or at least conceal) aforementioned pimple and reduce future embarrassment.

I know the only way to get my kids to sleep-in is the necessity to be somewhere early.

I know that nothing is going to give me grey hairs quicker than the night terror/asthma attack combo Bam Bam is running at the moment.

I know we desperately need an asthma management plan.

I know I must avoid the temptation for us to live off chicken nuggets and Vegemite toast for 5 days while The Man is in Sydney over the weekend. He is usually my nutritional conscience. Must lose weight!

I know I’m one more week closer to holidays and Melbourne!!!

I know I need to write some lists (oh how I love lists) of all the jobs I need to get done around here while on holidays and, more importantly, of what shopping I need to do.

I know I need to do some serious research via Fox in Flats and Styling You so I can make some fashion savvy purchases rather than my standard “jeans & tee” uniform.

I know I’m very excited to have won free blog hosting through Little Hero Hosting and I foresee some exciting things in the future for my humble little blog.  Watch this space!  Literally… please?

What do you know this week??

Linking up with… you guessed it Yay for Home’s Things I Know.


Grateful for… My Bed!!

I’m running a little late with my gratitude post this week due to a rare overnight stay with my hubby sans kids.

You heard right! After much negotiation and logistical consideration, we managed to get the kids taken care of and we headed off for a grown up night out in the big smoke. 

An overnight stay in a hotel affords me two little luxuries: a few glasses of wine (I’m ALWAYS the driver) AND a sleep in. 

No worrying about if the dog gets on the couch in the middle of the night.  No cats fighting in the hallway at 3 am. No pre-dawn alarm clock courtesy of The Man. No live wire kids bombarding me at 5.30am before I’ve had the bare minimum caffeine intake required to facilitate semi-human functioning. 

In short: Bliss!

The only problem is that I can’t sleep in a hotel room bed. I don’t know exactly why but am guessing it’s a combination of a hard mattress, uncomfortable pillows and very suspect bed coverings (I used to work in a DNA lab – I know what can be found on a supposedly “clean”  hotel room duvet!)

Not the hotel room we stayed in!

I wish, along with my GHD & the kitchen sink, I could pack my bed when I go away. My beautiful soft, warm bed, in all it’s king-size watery glory.

I love that no matter how many times I get up in the night, it’s always waiting for me to snuggle straight back in.  I love the guilty pleasure of rolling over into that perfect space in the middle as soon as The Man vacates.

For this trip away I did take my favourite pillow in the hope that it would help me sleep, but alas. Although, now that I think of it, the fact the room was spinning quite a bit when I first laid down may have had something to do with my discomfort?

In any case, I got to stay in bed until the unheard of time of 9am which more than made up for tossing & turning for a few hours early in the piece.

I also was allowed to have a lie-in this morning in my own little bower. Bliss x2!

Very grateful for sleep ins & very grateful for my bed!

What are you grateful for this week? Don’t forget to pop over to Maxabella loves… for some more thankful thoughts.

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Spit it out!

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I did a brave thing  last night. I took another step in saying bye-bye to my baby and threw away the dummies.

This was a hard thing to do but probably more so for me than for Nick.  The Man has been keen to get rid of them for ages and has managed to wean him from them for night sleeps. Mind you, he is also much better at managing at tired, cranky BamBam and being firm with him when needed.

Me… well, I’ve probably mentioned before that when it comes to Nick, I’m a bit of a pushover. Let’s call it a preference for the path of least resistance!  Will was pretty easy when it came to sleep and we said goodbye to the dummy with no fuss at 18  months.  However, it was a long hard road training Nick to put himself to sleep for naps WITH the dummy. Now that he’s got it down pat I’m not so keen to revisit nap time hysteria. Of course if the antics are dramatic enough driving me to capitulate and give him a dummy, he’s asleep in minutes and I can relax with a cuppa!   This little repertoire has of course created a self-fulfilling prophecy and hence the reason they had to go – to remove the temptation from me as well as Nick!Courtesy of

In my own defence, I must say I’ve held out so long in consideration for his other carers too. My poor mum & his daycare teachers will no doubt struggle for a while as well. I really didn’t see his dummy “habit” as an overly bad thing. He only had it for naps and to calm him after a particularly horrendous meltdown (which he’s quite prone to at present, unfortunately). I do not however, want him to get to a stage where he demands it constantly and I can see that this is where we are heading.

The Man reminds me it will only be a week or so of discomfort for all until “dum-dum” is a distant memory, but I have my doubts. Nick is a very stubborn little man.  But the deed is done and we will find out soon enough.

As a parent is there something you’ve been reluctant to give up in favour of the path of least resistance? I’d love to hear your stories!