After months of planning, scrimping and saving our buttocks off (how I wish this would transfer into real life buttocks-losing...but that's a whole other blog), tonight is our last night in Oz.
I have to say, I'm finally past the 'freaking out' stage and into the 'this is gonna be WICKED' phase. Seriously, no matter what happens on this mad adventure, I know that at the end of my life I'm going to feel so proud that we actually just bit the bullet and did it.
So, until we meet again on the other side of the ocean, this is the Comic Mummy signing out and saying 'adios amigos!!!!'
Monday, August 20, 2007
Saturday, August 18, 2007
3 more sleeps!
We've gone from Poo Central to Whoopie City!
Clearly the prospect of our long-awaited overseas adventure is making me delirious.
Anyway, have a jam-packed weekend of saying final goodbyes to our loved ones, so blogs may be a little few and far between. But thanks heaps for all the fabbo re-name suggestions, winner coming ASAP!!!
Clearly the prospect of our long-awaited overseas adventure is making me delirious.
Anyway, have a jam-packed weekend of saying final goodbyes to our loved ones, so blogs may be a little few and far between. But thanks heaps for all the fabbo re-name suggestions, winner coming ASAP!!!
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Rename the Comic Mummy blog!
Okay folks, I've been racking my brain for ages (seriously, the minutes have hit double digits) trying to find a fabulous new name for the Canadian adventures of the Comic Mummy blog. But thus far, no booty.
Sooo....I'm taking it to the streets! Please suggest away in the comments section, think funny, un-funny, whatever you like, but some reference to Canada would be very cool. No pun intended.
And the winner will not walk away empty-handed! If I choose your suggestion as the re-named Comic Mummy blog, you will receive:
- the honour of naming a blog (okay, okay, so you could achieve this simply by starting your own blog - if indeed you haven't done so already - but hey, where's your sense of spirit?)
- and six ribbons to tie up your hair.
How can you refuse??? Let them roll henceforth.
Sooo....I'm taking it to the streets! Please suggest away in the comments section, think funny, un-funny, whatever you like, but some reference to Canada would be very cool. No pun intended.
And the winner will not walk away empty-handed! If I choose your suggestion as the re-named Comic Mummy blog, you will receive:
- the honour of naming a blog (okay, okay, so you could achieve this simply by starting your own blog - if indeed you haven't done so already - but hey, where's your sense of spirit?)
- and six ribbons to tie up your hair.
How can you refuse??? Let them roll henceforth.
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
A week today and we're off!
I'm hesitant to even put that in writing, so regular have become the hiccups in our plans of late - I feel like the dude on The Simpsons...
"Hic...kill me...hic...kill me...hic..."
But anyway, we've had some good stuff happen this week. All our visas are in the bag, baby, flights are confirmed, hotels are booked, apartment is ready and waiting soon after we arrive. Life is looking up. This time next week we will be hauling the kids onto the plane, strapping them in toilet-training nappies and trying to convince them that rolling the little milk sachets down the aisles of the plane does not constitute bowling. Yippeee!!!
In the mean-time, here's a couple of little follow-ups from previous blog entries.
1. My lovely auntie Deb wrote this to me yesterday, which I thought was very definite food for thought:
I so enjoyed reading your blogs and I noted the one about husband's leaving for work in the morning and leaving wives at home to mind house and kids etc etc etc. I sometimes wonder what happens to people once they marry. It seems to be a pattern in young couples -- equality until marriage then the stereotypal roles kick in == a sort of primitive type of -> You woman, you wife, you meant to housekeep and child watch. Me male, me go out hunt, me come home and put feet up. The woman does the same to herself too (so good on you for not stereotyping yourself and remaining true to logic). Further, I've noticed that the woman seems to have an "inner patriarch" which goes something like - "IN order to fulfill my destiny as a good wife I must sacrifice my needs and wants for the sake of the house etc etc etc." May not apply to all couples but have certainly noticed a pattern. Females are educated and expected to get a paying job upon leaving school but once married you also assume the traditional jobs as well. Research supports this contention - women still do 90% of domestic caretaking even whilst working in paid jobs and child rearing. Howzat?
Howzat indeed? Hmmmm.
In happier news...
2. The birthday cake GOT EVEN BETTER!!!!!!
Admittedly, it wasn't quite as pretty on the tastebuds as it was on the eye, but hey, I'm sure Beyonce isn't either.
"Hic...kill me...hic...kill me...hic..."
But anyway, we've had some good stuff happen this week. All our visas are in the bag, baby, flights are confirmed, hotels are booked, apartment is ready and waiting soon after we arrive. Life is looking up. This time next week we will be hauling the kids onto the plane, strapping them in toilet-training nappies and trying to convince them that rolling the little milk sachets down the aisles of the plane does not constitute bowling. Yippeee!!!
In the mean-time, here's a couple of little follow-ups from previous blog entries.
1. My lovely auntie Deb wrote this to me yesterday, which I thought was very definite food for thought:
I so enjoyed reading your blogs and I noted the one about husband's leaving for work in the morning and leaving wives at home to mind house and kids etc etc etc. I sometimes wonder what happens to people once they marry. It seems to be a pattern in young couples -- equality until marriage then the stereotypal roles kick in == a sort of primitive type of -> You woman, you wife, you meant to housekeep and child watch. Me male, me go out hunt, me come home and put feet up. The woman does the same to herself too (so good on you for not stereotyping yourself and remaining true to logic). Further, I've noticed that the woman seems to have an "inner patriarch" which goes something like - "IN order to fulfill my destiny as a good wife I must sacrifice my needs and wants for the sake of the house etc etc etc." May not apply to all couples but have certainly noticed a pattern. Females are educated and expected to get a paying job upon leaving school but once married you also assume the traditional jobs as well. Research supports this contention - women still do 90% of domestic caretaking even whilst working in paid jobs and child rearing. Howzat?
Howzat indeed? Hmmmm.
In happier news...
2. The birthday cake GOT EVEN BETTER!!!!!!
Admittedly, it wasn't quite as pretty on the tastebuds as it was on the eye, but hey, I'm sure Beyonce isn't either.
Monday, August 13, 2007
My daughter on comedy
Her: "Mummy, how come when I try to make you laugh sometimes, you don't laugh?"
Me: "Well Ella, my job is to make people laugh and you know what I've realised? Sometimes people don't laugh, but that doesn't always mean that they don't still think it's funny."
Her: "Oh."
Thoughtful pause.
Her: "But I still like it better when you laugh."
Damn straight.
Me: "Well Ella, my job is to make people laugh and you know what I've realised? Sometimes people don't laugh, but that doesn't always mean that they don't still think it's funny."
Her: "Oh."
Thoughtful pause.
Her: "But I still like it better when you laugh."
Damn straight.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
Live birthday blogging update!
We did it!!Anyone familiar with my birthday cake track record will understand my need to gloat here in cyberspace. I now consider myself justified and officially worthy of being called 'Mummy'.
That is all.
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