David and I are looking at vacuum cleaners in the haven of cheap appliances that is Wal-mart when Olivia runs up from god only knows where and exclaims breathlessly
“Mommy- WonderMop even cleans windows!!!”
Good to know.
Posts Tagged ‘David’
without context
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged context, David, Olivia, vacuum cleaners, Walmart, windows, wondermop on August 29, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
lay down and die quietly? No fucking way.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged angry, business, confidence, David, debt collection, doubt, excited, hopeful, insulting, kids, life, money, offensive, Open University, positive, school, self esteem, Stress, subserviant, useless, work on July 22, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I finally logged onto the Open University student website last night and I found out that my course prep and study guides, etc were posted on the 18th July! Which means I should get them this week. I was really excited about it, just because I’m so eager to get started. But when I start [...]
everything but.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged council tax, court fine, dark, David, deposit, depressed, depression, Devon, DMP, house, losing weight, money, moving forward, october, oppressive, packing, party, September, starting school, sunny, water bill on July 21, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Keeping positive.
it’s a beautiful day. Sunny, warm,breezy.
I’ve lost over 10 lbs.
We’ve still got a roof over our heads, and money coming in.
I’m trying to keep the other things at bay. £700 water bill, £170 court fine, £500 back council tax, £1300 house deposit, packing, arguing with David, Devon’s ever present attitude, and then the “how [...]
silver linings
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Annie Jones, David, DavidGarveyPhotography, Devon, freelance, London, photography, pictures, school, skateboard, Steve Ranson, website photography on July 12, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Chef Steve Ranson @ Annie Jones Restaurant loved David’s pictures, his exact words were “they’re wonderful-I can’t wait to get them on the website!” And the job brought in £60. Apparently they’ll be on the website sometime in the next week. (So, after the 17th, probably) I’m so pleased for David, he’s a fantastic [...]
sun stroke?!
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Arizona, Daddy, David, england, getting old, headache, long walk, Rafe, scrabble, Solent, Southsea Rose Garden, suburn, sun stroke, Sunday, walk on June 30, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Being from Arizona I very frequently underestimate the power of the sun in England. Sunburn? In England? Surely not possible!
It is, I assure you. When we left yesterday it was slightly overcast and cool. Grabbing the sunscreen was a thought that never even occured to me. The route I had mapped out for our long [...]
fear of love, fear of loss
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Arizona, baby, bubble wrap, Daddy, David, drowning, fear, husband, lamb, love, pond, pond scum, protect, Rafe, sentence, summer on May 13, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
My son fell into the pond on Sunday. My little baby lamb. I was watching him, and he was only in the water for a matter of a few seconds before I pulled him out. He coughed and spluttered for a few seconds, and he was covered in pond scum, but he was fine. I [...]
Do I get a free pass if I say yes?
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged breathalyze, car accident, David, mouthwash, police on April 19, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
At the scene of my husbands minor car accident this morning:
Police Officer: “Sir, I’ll need to breathalyze you. Have you brushed your teeth or used mouthwash in the last 20 minutes?”
Happy Birthday to Me….
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged 26, Amazon, birthday, birthday card, books, Bronte, chocolates, Clue, David, Easter, games, kids, poop, presents, SB, Secret Buddy, teenage pregnancy, thin mints on March 19, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
(belated) But that’s ok- I can be late wishing myself a happy birthday!
So, yesterday was my birthday. Wow-26! Everyone keeps saying things like “lucky you!” and ”You’re SO young!”. Wait, what? But, I feel SO old! I guess that’s what happens when you’ve got three kids before you’re 25! Is that how we solve the teen pregnancy crisis? [...]




