Odds and Ends…

So what do I go and do today? I install TwitVid on my Blackberry. Why you may ask? Because somewhere in my little messed up brain I think I can upload videos to twitter. What videos you may ask? I do not know. I’m still trying to think about why on earth I want to post videos of me (well not of me but of, well let’s say random things).

My Twitter handle is “winxatU”. Come find me. I warn you though, my tweets are not always about mommy things and I occasionally swear more for some reason and sometime I talk the biggest load of crap. So come find me at your own peril. 😉

PS: I have yet to post said TwitVid. I think as I’m typing this my bravery has called it a day and left. I will not uninstall the app however. Bravery might still try and make an appearance!


We have a long weekend coming up. Last day of work today until Monday again. I’m happy yet apprehensive. The kids are going to be all over. Luckily it’s just the one public holiday tomorrow while the next day is just a university holiday. Which means it is mandatory that we don’t come to work on Friday. A1 still goes to work on Friday and dear L will be there on Friday. Hey! I might even go get my hair done on Friday!! Can you hear the applause? Or is it just in my head?


Work has been looking up lately. I have been informed that I will be acting in an HR consultant position. Meaning I will do a lot more than the arbitrary paper work and such. I will be handling interviews, making offers etc. Hopefully when that position is advertised and I apply it will be as good as mine. We hope!


Its official, I have picked up weight (again!) I was doing so well. These pants I’ve got on today are slowly suffocating me! (Hmm, maybe the pants have shrunk?) I will not show it. Nope. Will not. The fact that sitting is becoming harder by the second and the temptation to loosen a button is becoming unbearable will not deter me from giving the game away. I shall start (clearly only after the long weekend duh!) with the diet plan asap! And the next time I wear these pants it will fit perfectly and not try to cut off my circulation! (stupid pants!)


I am on a cold fighting mission. A1 currently has one and yesterday I practically bought up a whole pharmacy so he could take meds and get better real quick. The colds and flu’s that are going around at the moment are (according to reports) rather bad. Once he is better I think we are all going to go get that dreaded flu shot. The new flu vaccine apparently has something added in to prevent Swine Flu as well, which is particularly dangerous for little ones and old people. So I should get my finger out my rear and get it done!  I also really can’t afford to get sick right now. Well can mommies really afford to get sick period??


I Cant Even Think Of A Title..

I’m tired. Nope, let me rephrase that. I’m roadkill. Because tired does not begin to explain how I feel. And yes I say roadkill because I genuinely feel like I’ve been hit by an 18 wheeler going at full speed!

I need to sleep. And I mean that I-don’t-have-to-get-up-early-and-do-anything-but-stay-in-bed sleep. I woke up this morning and even though I slept its like I never went to bed! Is there and end to the total exhaustion my body is feeling right now? Maybe I should get a multi vitamin or go jogging or get some exercise, or smoke less or….forget it, I’m just too exhausted and too lazy to care.

If I make it through today, I’ll consider myself lucky!

mmmm, sleeeep!!!

A Little More Winning!

Since the kids turned two years old last year, our house has been like the TV reality show Survivor. You know the tag line right? “Outwit, Outplay, Outlast”, yup that pretty much sums it up right there. All the activities excluding (unfortunately) getting sent home and living it up on an exotic island till the finale.

Of course there are days when we win the “challenge” and keep the “immunity” (our sanity) idol, and then there are those days when we fail it completely and march off defeated to our camp.

We used to be so ahead in the game. I mean if we were keeping score that is. Ok, so sometimes I would keep score. Can’t help it! And somehow when they reached two our grip started to slip. They were becoming smarter and in the back of my mind I should’ve actually seen it coming.

Some of the challenges I am going to list here and mention who won and who lost. Because I like to keep score like that!

1) The “getting to sleep on time challenge”
Trying to get the kids to sleep at night is a mission in itself. Between N’s stalling tactics and A’s (as of late) making sound effects when its bed time (that is sooo going to be the topic of another post) its becoming a battle! More often than not I end up yelling at them (which obviously makes it worse) to just close their eyes and get to bed. When they eventually fall asleep I’ve almost lost the will to live. When calculating the scores in this challenge, they win!

2) The “eat what you are given challenge”
N is a fussy eater. It is extremely difficult to get her to try anything new. Its like a huge battle when something new is introduced. Luckily A isn’t as fussy and can merrily eat what we give him. When tallying up the scores and the fact that A isn’t fussy I reckon this one is a tie.

3) The “stop fighting challenge”
Argh! The constant fighting is bordering (ne is!) on rediculous! Its never ending. The one will start with the other and then pandemonium erupts. And this can happen within a millisecond! One second all is well and the next you see a toy flying past your head aiming towards a kid. I think we have yelled and disciplined enough to the point of being hoarse! No need to even calculate scores here. They win and we need to go back to the drawing board!

4) The “let’s see who can destroy more things challenge”
My kids are completely destructive! I mean totally! Toys do not last long in this household. Its almost unreal how twin 2 year olds have the capacity for destruction equivalent to a whole pre school! Ok, I’m just not gonna bother keeping score, they win! Again!

5) The “let’s see who can nag more challenge”
A1 has confirmed that A is the worst nagger ever! N follows at a close second and well I don’t count anymore! Haha! The constant “mommy, mommy, daddy, daddy” can sometimes, when you have had a long day or week, just bring you to the point of breaking! Yes folks, they win again!

So on this edition of “household Survivor” it looks as if camp 2 year olds have overtaken camp parentals by leaps and bounds. Here’s hoping camp parentals can make a comeback soon!

A Little Less….Aches & Pains

I am, for a lack of a better word, unfit. I do not do exercise of any kind. Unless you count running around after kids exercise, then I would retract my previous statement.

I am turning 30 in August. Big deal huh? I don’t reckon that is old either. Heck neither is 40! So why the hell do I feel like I am 80? In between the legs that ache the possible arthritis I have in my wrist and the lower back issues, I feel “ok”. Granted for the last two weeks I actually have been feeling good. Up until last night. Again, I was reminded that I am not a spritely teen nor am I superman.

You see, as the kids grow up they tend to get heavier. For some reason, in my mind, I still tend to think I can pick them up like they were still infants. They are not. I picked up N last night to put her in her bed. She is heavy. I clearly picked her up incorrectly and that’s when I felt something (a muscle I presume) just under my left shoulder blade twitch. I ignored it until I lay her down. It was everything I could do not to scream. The pain was excruciating. I tip toed out of her bedroom and collapsed on the couch in the lounge. The pain was so bad I could barely breathe.

I tried to calm down and assess the situation. Yup, it’s a pulled muscle. In the crappest of places. I now can’t breathe too deeply or else it feels like I have been stabbed with a sharp object. Any sudden wrong movement and the pain triggers again. I’m annoyed.

This of course cannot happen at a more inconvenient time. I still have packing to do and now I can barely stretch up my arm! What now? Well, I reckon I’m gonna suck it up (like most moms do) and put on some deep heat and work through the pain.

This whole issue of course has put me in a foul mood. I don’t feel like talking, smiling and the like. Luckily the colleague that sits in the same office with me is off today. Good for her. Great for me. So I am by myself, to wallow in my own unfit self pity.

On the up side I taught L how to use the washing machine. I don’t usually let her but I trust her and I have no choice at this point. So laundry will be done. A little sliver of sunshine on an otherwise gloomy day.