All Sweetness and Light

he so funny. he now does a fab impression of his dad. he kind of frowns and peers down his nose in a cross kind of way and looks the spit of toy soldier boy. tee hee. I was laughing so hard when he did that (I think actually the first time he was just making a I'm having a poo face). he loves to make me laugh so did it again, and again, only pausing to laugh himself. (and maybe finish his poo...)

we were rolling on the floor in hysterics when toy soldier boy came in to see what all the fuss was about. he thought it was funny but pretended not to see the resemblance. (and all the while he was frowning and peering down his nose at us, tee hee)

comedy genius.

if he's not a rock star I suppose little cat can be a comedian. as long as he is a nice one, not a mean one who says horrid things to noisy ladies on hen nights tho

twas a long long weekend. a few fights on the saturday and then the boy spent the rest of the time all quiet and moody looking. asking what's wrong would gain no response. eventually he said that he was being quiet so as not to upset me.

sigh.

such a funny creature.

little cat has discovered all my craft bits and bobs on the shelves in the living room. I knew he would eventually but was hoping for a bit more time.

which means my night off tonight is going to have to be spent reorganizing the shelf so no pointy, poisonous, swallowable, breakable, stabable things live on the lower shelves.

sigh.

ah well you always tend to discovered cool stuff you had forgotten about when sorting through craft supplies.

would prefer to be out drinking beer and misbehaving tho!

bit hungover. and super frisky. damn it.

tuesdays how i love you. i decided that even tho i have robot orders i need to get out i would use my night off for beer consumtion this week.

red came out and a few others including the boss. watching the diving at the olimpics got me a wee bit over excited and as beers went down the boss was looking more and more attractive. mmm he fit. i would like to tap that again

not gonna tho. i good.

well fairly good.

back to reds after the pub for wine and pizza.

still frisky.

may have had a bit of a snog.

and told him that we should buy a house together and have babies...

tee hee.

la la la i so bad. and so hungover. and frisk frisk frisky

mission was a success. a very messy success.

wow that was hard work.

little cat got me up at 6.00am on sunday. boo. this was after having demanded to sleep with me on the sofa all night again. so I a little tired and cranky.

but what's this? the boy offers to look after him so I can have a bit more sleep. yay!

seems a bit only means a bit tho and he woke me up again after an hour. sob. ah well twas a nice gesture.

so it's pond time.

the stupid pond has been had a fast dropping water level for a while now, I suspected leak. and the lily in the middle is basically taking over 80% of the pond. and I have too many fish for such a small space apparently.

it was time to take action.

which is why at 7am I could be found with a large fishing net and determined expression.

had to get the boys help hoiking out the huge lily. oh my fucking god that was big and yucky.

I really hope there were no fishies trapped in the massive root ball. I did spend a while looking for flapping and thrashing but I think everyone escaped ok.

then back to fishing.

they really don't like being scooped out of the water do fishies. they wiggle about and try to leap from the net onto the concrete.

and having the neighbours very sweet but very nosy cat helping me out was not really making anything any easier.

scoop fish, shoo cat, plonk fish into tub of water, shoo cat, scoop more fish.

the tiddlers seemed to be the easiest to catch but larry, curly and mo were nowhere to be seen. so onto step two. siphon out most of the water so fishies easier to capture.

yuck.

really yuck.

the pond is up quite high in the garden and the drain is low so it should have been a simple matter for gravity to help me empty the pond. only it needed a bit of a jump start. or rather a suck start.

which is why at around 8.00am on a sunday morning I could be found covered in mud sucking on a really stinky hose pipe.

managed not to swallow any which was good but did inhale a whole lot of swap gas.

blergh.

around 9.00am

most of the water gone. 19 or so fishies, one frog and whole bunch of snails. and lots and lots of ooucky yuck.

finally I catch the last couple. larry and mo were last and boy were they frisky. I guess you don't get to be a venerable old fish in a tiny pond stalked by cats unless you fierce!

final part of the pond clearance meant me giving up any attempt to not get muddy and climbing into the pond to scrap out the layer of fish poo and mud at the bottom.

yum.

quite amazed I didn't slip on the mud encrusted concrete and fall to my doom. had asked the boy to look out the window occasionally to check that I wasn't face down in a puddle of bloody pond water. not sure that he did.

so. fish out. water out. lily out. oouck out. worn out.

doesn't seem to be any holes in the liner. hmmm. right, executive decision. if there don;t seem to be any holes, assume there are not any holes. if there were holes then changing the liner would mean I would need the boys help to chip away the concrete around the edge and it is quite hard work getting him to do anything.

if there turns out to be a hole fishing out the fishies will be a piece of piss now without all the mud and flowers so if I need to do it again I will. but for then I decided just to refill.

but the bin I had filled up with water to de chlorinate was never gonna even part fill it so off to the garden center first for fishie be well water fixing goop.

after being hosed down in the garden by the boy. he liked that a wee bit too much. think he was imagining himself as a prison warder delousing fresh fish.

sigh.

so water in, water treated. lily now hacked up slightly too enthusiastically by boy with shovel and one chunk plonked back in (should it have a pot? dirt? I dunno, I'm sure it'll be fine!) and fishies ready to go back. which is good cause they seem to be banging their heads on the side of the plastic tubs and the neightbourhood cats are circling...

and by about 11.00 it's done.

phew.

and no one has floated to the top or started swimming on their sides. the frog looks a wee bit confused but I'm sure he'll be fine.

they actually look happy. well as happy as fishies can look. they darting around exploring all the new space. pushing the now floating chunk of lily around. tis all joy in my pond.

yay.

I really hope I never have to do that again. I think I still have fish poo in my hair after several showers.

been a bit worried about being totally shit at work. getting all the scrag ends was not helping but I also seemed to be a lot slower to fix things and having more trouble generally that I used to.

babies shrink your brain dontchaknow?

I actually got give something a bit tricky. databases, tracking, server side stuff. one of the list of things I had was looking a bit horrid so I saved it up in the hope that it would go away... but it didn't.

then inspiration struck. bodge it.

and I did. and the thing is it is a beautiful bodge that does exactly what is needed without having to rewrite everything. it's genius in it's simplicity. the thing that I was supposed to do would have taken me days and probably ended up a bit crap but the bodge is ten minutes work for the same effect.

ahhhh. lovely stuff.

course now I've finished the bit of work I had and will have to scrabble round for more... poop.

ah little cat. so cute. and a little bit clingy right now.

think he had some horrid back teeth coming through on the weekend. he was all hot and very very cuddly. he would not go to sleep up less he was either laying face down on my chest or by my side with a hand out to make sure I was still there. which was fun.

two night on the sofa with a radiator baby. not good.

he was also quite tearful so if I told him not to do something in a serious voice he would burst into tears, bury his head in my lap and then reach out for a cuddle. tis very hard not to laugh when his tears are on such a hair trigger. mean mummy. course he could just stop throwing his food around!

also anytime me and toy soldier boy cuddled up a bit he would either cry or try to pry us apart. again very very amusing.

we would put our heads together and go ahhhhh like he does when he's cuddling his toys (unbearably cute) and he would start to wail and just start pushing at the boys nose to move his head away.

I guess when he's ill he wants his mummy close and no one else is gonna steal his snugs.

I was so tired sunday morning that at about 6.00am I put the boy on baby watching duty and snuck off to sleep on a real bed for a bit...

except that little cat played for a while then noticed I was missing, found me in the bedroom, clambered up on the bed (he's never done that before, tis quite a high bed), crawled onto my chest and fell asleep.

great.

ah well at least we both had an extra snooze.

think he was feeling better this morning. not boiling anymore and all smiles. did have a crying fit when I left him at nursery but peeking round the door I saw him stop as soon as I was out of sight. little bugger.

cor babies are hard work!

saw mr jewish mum and his v pregnant wife on sunday. ah they sweet. she not having a lot of fun with the hot weather and a big wiggly belly. commuting to london for her job must be horrible.

I'm having loads of fun with my little etsy shop (www.tinyminds.etsy.com in case I haven't mentioned before!). still selling well. am thinking about plonking little cat in nursery for an extra day a week so I can have some time to make stuff. I would only really need to cover the nursery fee... still dunno tho.

got a bit of work at work today for a change but I think I'm gonna finish it soon so must go slooooow.

hence the blog

so i was making some yummy peanut butter and peanut m&m cookies, took them out of the over and found these little critters staring at me.

eek. cyclops guy and his scary wide mouthed friend.

had to take a pic before i ate them... or maybe i should stick them on ebay, one could look a bit like jesus if you squint