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10 Things Tuesday: 10 More Confessions...

Well, I enjoyed letting it all hang out last week so much I've decided to do it again - you can thank all those people who encouraged me last week...


  1. I wrote this list about three hours ago, and then my computer decided to have a Tuesday morning hissy fit and freeze up, forcing me to 'force quit' and reboot which, of course, deleted the post... I can't actually remember the 10 points I wrote three hours ago, but I promise you they were hilarious! No really, they were...
  2. Being truthful with children is paramount. Call a vagina a vagina for crying out loud! On Sunday Bryn lost his first tooth and yesterday the tooth fairy left him $1 for it. Now, Bryn was completely happy with $1 but I was not. The tooth fairy always leave $5 for the first tooth, $5, not $1. $1 is for subsequent teeth, except molars, it's always $2 for molars, and quite frankly I don't want to hear about economic downturns because the Aussie dollar is doing alright, still. As well as this, Bryn lost his second tooth yesterday (I think he's planning on losing the other 18 by Sunday next; it's all part of his September budget) and the bloody tooth fairy didn't drop by for the tooth or leave any money or anything. So, okay, maybe the tooth fairy was a bit confused by two teeth in two days, but this just isn't good enough. So, this morning I ranted and promised to write a very stern letter to the tooth fairy and make sure Bryn gets the $5 the tooth fairy owes him. The tooth fairy needs a lesson in honesty, don't try to rip off six year olds - raising their mother's ire is not a good retirement plan!
  3. Even though I get up at 6.30am to get my kids ready for school, I actually spend the first half hour making and drinking coffee and checking Twitter. Then I spend the next hour or so blogging. I make my 12 year old make his brothers' breakfasts. This morning, I was blogging away (the lost post, remember) and it was only because my computer froze that I remembered to go and get dressed. at 8.15am I realised I'd promised to be up at the school by 8.30am to collect clothing from parents for the school fair. At that moment, I also realised that Ari wasn't dressed and Bryn's school lunch hadn't been made. So, I made the 12 year old make his brother's school lunch, and the 10 year old dress the toddler while I, um, went and put on mascara... Yeah, I'm all about priorities. Payback is a bitch though. Got to school, in the rain and freezing cold and no one showed up, you know, because it was pissing down and freezing cold... But my mascara looked awesome.
  4. The most perfect, magical, irreplaceable moment of my entire life is not the moment I met any of my babies. It's not from my wedding day or the day I met my husband. It happened just over 23 years ago. I'd been to a youth concert and hadn't managed to get a seat with my friends. I ended up sitting next to some guy I didn't know. He started a conversation with me on a notepad. I thought he was cute as we wrote back and forth about nothing I can remember. When the concerted ended he went off with his friends and I started looking for my brother who I was supposed to meet afterwards. I was swept along with the crowd out the doors of the concert venue. Just as I passed through the foyer a hand grasped my hand in the crowd. I couldn't even see who it was and thought for a moment it was my brother... It was the guy. As we reached the outside of the venue, he put his hands around my waist and we just stood holding each other for about 20 minutes. Not saying anything, just looking into each others eyes, oblivious to the people around us. It remember it all with complete clarity. Then a car pulled up alongside us, his brother wanted him to leave. The guy said he'd find me at the youth rally the next day. I didn't even know his name. Our relationship only lasted a few short months - burned intensely until it burned itself out - we could never have worked out, but the memory of that one perfect moment always makes me smile. It was so intense, so pure, so idyllic. Moments like that come once in a lifetime. They are a reminder that perfection exists. It's rare, delicate as a snowflake and just as fleeting. Because they are perfect, these moments only bring joy. They cannot be compared to the rest of life and should not be, they should be accepted for what they are - magic. I find that I love my husband more because I had that magic moment. Even though we did not share that moment, we have something else, an abiding love that does not need perfection to survive because it's more robust and enduring, not idyllic and therefore not reliant on perfection.
  5. I'm planning on going to the Problogger Event in October and a) I can't really afford the ticket and b) I have no idea what I'm going to do with Ari seeing as it's on a Friday and the Grumpy Old Man will probably be working. Oh, did I mention I haven't told him I'm doing this?
  6. Ari found a rubber ball in Big W yesterday. It was just lying there on the floor in the line leading to the check outs. I told him it wasn't his a couple of times and to put it down. He kept picking it up and bouncing it. It has a Mambo print on it, so I know it came from Big W - was probably attached to a tshirt or something... He wasn't going to put down... No one seemed to own it. He's still got it... Oh, gods, I'm one of those mums who shoplifts by letting her child hang onto a loose toy they found in a shop... Thank goodness I don't believe in hell...
  7. Yes, it's true. I'm a heathen. Yes, this is a confession. In case any of you were wondering... I really am - a heathen. Well, actually I'm a pagan. Actually, I'm a post-dualist pagan. I may lose a lot of my readers by confessing this, but then there is that thing about being honest... Well, you know, besides Big W rubber balls and letters to the tooth fairy... Except, I do believe in fairies. That is, I don't not believe in fairies. Confused yet? Hello? Anyone there, or have you all run away screaming? No, still a few of you hanging around? Alright then, let's keep this train rolling...
  8. The grass in our front yard is knee high again. It needs a cut again. The front yard doesn't worry me as much as the waist high grass in the back yard though. I resent paying good money to keep grass looking neat. When I have my own house I'm totally asphalting the front and back yard.
  9. I've lost a few kilos in the past few weeks from stress (losing weight from stress is new to me) and I'm not too happy about it because I spent a shedload on an entire new wardrobe of clothing from HolyClothing and if I keep losing weight at this rate, all my lovely clothes will look like sacks in about three weeks time. Yes, I'm a size 20-22 and I don't want to lose weight (did I mention I'm a heathen?).
  10. If I'd had $400 yesterday, I would have totally bought a pet shop puppy and brought it home even though I know puppies in pet shops are farmed under horrendous conditions, even though we rent and four kids and dog is the perfect recipe for rental application rejection, even though I know full well the GOM is very much against the idea of a dog, ever. I would have brought that little white, tan and brown Maltese x Shih tzu puppy home and called it Gizmo, and it would have been my Gizmo... Close call, in hindsight I'm grateful I didn't have $400...
It looked a lot like this one...
I'm also linking with Diary of a SAHM for I Blog On Tuesday


Comments

You can confess to me any day, and I won't unsubscribe ;)
Hope everything works out with the Problogger ticket and that you can get a sitter. Sorry for encouraging you! Purely selfish reasons though, would be great to meet you :)
You make me laugh seriously out loud.
So much to comment on ,so little time.
You would love Broken Hill ...no grass hardly.
I am the same with mornings my kids get their own breakfasts :) and dressed too. I hardly wear mascara.
I love your confessions Sif.
Sif said…
LOL, thanks guys!

Laney - encourage away, I got so much out of Blogopolis and I'm just about ready for another hit! If it's meant to be it'll all work out! Would love to meet you, too!

Trish - I would! I used to live in Whyalla as a child, no real grass there, either. I like the *idea* of grass, but not the reality of it...
Ai Sakura said…
heehee a very good and entertaining list! I shall try this out one of the weeks :)

are you talking about a small, mambo bouncy ball slightly smaller than a tennis ball?? if you are my girl has 4 of those! she loves bouncy balls haha.. and it's sold by itself, not part of a t-shirt.

Ai @ Sakura Haruka
Sif said…
Ai - yes! That's the one, Ari's is blue. How much are they? I might go back and pay for it and assuage my guilt...
Jayne said…
Heathen/pagan/Wiccan are all my 'labels' and good grief I comfort eat when I'm stressed so I stack on weight (which explains the past 10 yrs of enjoying my food waaaay too much) I need to borrow your brand of stress ;)
mamabook said…
That was just fab. I was completely transfixed. The love story wins but Iove all that other stuff. And I don't believe in fairies but I do believe in honesty xx
Jayne said…
I do love lists. Especially lists with bullet points :P

My Peke X has a pushed in face with boogly eyes. Her name is Tia but I tell her she looks like a mogwai all the time. I think she's ok with that. She was a rescue dog - half the price and sterilisation/vaccs included ;)
My eight year old makes the breakfasts here, while I check twitter. And I never leave the house without eye liner- even if it's raining!

Love how honest you are here!

My internet has been dropping in and out all day, so I totally understand your tech pain. I was panicking that I wouldn't be able to read all the IBOT posts, but I'm finally getting there!
Bugger you lost the first list, but this one was hilarious too! I am in denial of how much time i waste on twitter and emails but i know it makes me late often.
Skye lifts random things from the shops too, but never anything good. i once acquired an egg warmer in the shape of an easter bunny - as you do.
Sif! You make me laugh! I love your stories and I can honestly hear you talking to me when I read this!
Julie said…
Oh, what a beautiful love story!

I am so glad I don't have to get my kids out the door by a certain time (until I go back to work in December - argh!). I do my best blogging at 7am!
A Keeper said…
LOL, I don't know where to start, you had me laughing the whole time :D
Lee said…
Sif, you are freaking hilarious. I love post-dualist pagans so I would follow you twice if I could.

Good luck with those new bras!
I am going to Problogger - so have to meet you!
That list was great, funny as. If your lost list was hilarious I don;t think my pelvic floor muscles could have handled it!
Sorry I've been a bit slack on commenting lately (ok, for ages). I miss reading your stuff. Need to get myself more organised. I need structured Twitter, FB, My blog & blog reading time. Oh god I'm puffed already. Good night. x
Ai Sakura said…
Hmmm I think they are abt $3 or so? Can't really remember.. Got them earlier this yr.

Ai @ Sakura Haruka

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