Archive for April, 2007

All Is Possible With A Egg Timer

Wednesday, April 25th, 2007

Where I live we are going through some fairly major water restrictions. We have just moved onto the new level of restrictions. The restrictions include no watering of your garden apart from using buckets 2 times a week. The restrictions also include not washing your car except for your windows and mirrors so you can see and not have accidents. One of the recommendations is that we have 4 minute max showers. To help aid this the government have distributed 4 minute egg timer devices with a suction cup so you can see how long you take in the shower.

I affixed mine to the shower wall as instructed and the darn thing won’t stick to the wall. It will stay there for a while but every time you turn around the stoopid thing is in the bath looking at me as to say this is your fault. I persevere and have noticed then while watching a egg timer 4 minutes actually seems like a long time. I am yet to include a washing of my hair. I should be ok as my hair is lessening by the day. I don’t know how Mrs Lovely One will be able to wash her hair in 4 minutes. Her hair is so long and luscious. But I guess we have to do what we have to get through this crisis.

Till Next Time Can Mrs Lovely One Use Some Of My Time I Don’t Use?,

Chops

Goin Off Like A Frog In A Sock

Monday, April 2nd, 2007

Mrs Lovely One had a midwife visit the other night. We got lost for a while due to the fact that at 7pm the main lobby of a not the biggest hospital going round was dead quiet. Please pardon the pun. We eventually saw the midwife lady after going via emergency.

After the usual sort of questions came the cool stuff. The measurements were taken of Mrs Lovely One’s belly and then the listening of the baby’s heartbeat. That kid of mine has a wicked beat going. I would love to sample it. I am not into the techno music but it does sound very cool.

The little one has been very active lately and is kicking so hard that you can see the kicks on the outside. It seems to be hanging out in weird positions a elbow or foot or something was poking out just near Mum’s ribs. Eventually the little one moved in somewhere else.

Till Next Time How Could That Be Comfortable,

Chops