Tuesday, April 28, 2009

My life

Just briefly, there comes a point in your life when you are expecting people to knock on your door at any moment and you are mid cleaning a stinky baby vomit off both your top AND pants when you think "I should quickly spray myself with toilet deodoriser to mask the smell", when you realise you know, that really ain't right.

5 comments:

potty mouth mama said...

Sally!! That ain't right at all sister bliss!! Tell Rubes to quit the vomiting on you! My worst day was being vomited on 7 times. By the end of it, I didn't bother getting changed. In fact, I think I just ran out of clothes and ran out of care factor.

Tania said...

Yeah, and neither is re-re-re-re-microwaving a cup of tea. I have now drawn a line in the sand.

Beck said...

Yesterday I left the house thinking I looked ok - a little natty even, but when I got home I found a little poo, half of max's breakfast and a little vomit had also managed to make it down the street. Sad Really. It would seem that even when you draw the line on the deodoriser and make an effort to get yourself gussied for the outside world you can still get caught thinking "sister, this aint right". And Tania I too have made a no more microwaving tea policy - it means we're chewing through tea bags but bugger it we need to reclaim some civilisation here goddammit!!!

chunkychooky (Cath) said...

motherhood! don't you just love it!

Dick and Dora said...

Everything ok over there at GL??