I just read a news article about a man from Michigan (Jason Leroy Savage) who pleaded guilty to indecent exposure.  It seems he was caught red handed at a public car wash performing “sex acts” with the vacuum cleaner.  His little romp with the vac cost him 90 days in prison and I’m sure some of the inmates will be very pleased to hear what Jason is in for… very pleased indeed!

Often the kids and I will play eye spy while driving and every now and then something will happen that we just don’t expect. Such as a ute we spotted the other day, nothing unusual there but then all of a sudden a little Shih Tzu popped it’s head up to catch the wind in it’s face. It just looked so ridiculous and completely unsafe. I have no idea why the dog wasn’t in the cabin, especially since there were no passengers and it was a 4 door ute.  Eye Spy a poor little dog!

There are some really weird names around these days and I wonder if the parents ever took a moment to think about the long term consequences of their name choice? Some of the things that tick me off in baby naming are:

* naming a child after a piece of fruit

* Sir names given as first names

* Repetition in names IE John Johnson or Grace Grace

* Poor combinations IE Willie Stroker

* Names that AREN’T names IE Rumor & Scout

* Long drawn out embarrassing names IE” Talula Does The Hula From Hawaii”  Don’t believe me?  Here’s the link to a news article explaining how the 9 year old won a court case allowing her to legally change her name.

* Objects as names ie Tree, Leaf

I don’t mind unisex names but something that I really find cruel is giving names that don’t match the babies sex.  For example there is a family at my kids school with four children, their names being: Troy, Trinity, Natalie and Elroy.  That would be fine except for the fact that Troy is a girl and Trinity is a boy!  I don’t know what the parents were thinking when they named those two oldest kids but I just feel so sorry for them.  They are nice kids and thanks to their parents lack of THINKING when choosing names they are now going to get odd looks and whispered giggles for the rest of their lives.

The other day I returned home to find the humane mouse trap closed, indicating a mouse inside.  I was tired and in need of a coffee so on this particular mouse release I opted for the big native tree next to my clothes line. I usually walk right down to the back corner and release them but that day I chose a short cut.  I let it out and gave it a push with my finger to get it into the bushes then I headed back inside.  The next thing I knew my eight year old was calling out “oh guys, something terrible just happened”  I was horrified to see the mouse I had just released hanging lifeless from the beak of a butcher bird… out of the frying pan and into the fire!

My nephew is starting half a day a week at daycare today.  I have had him three days a week for the past three and a half years and as an only child he has really benefited from the interaction with my own children. However now that he is 4 years and 2 months of age he is a big boy and I’m sure he will enjoy playing with kids his own age.  It’s no secret that I am VERY anti-daycare and I make no apologies for my view but I realise that my oldest child was in pre-school at 4 so perhaps with the new cut off ages for prep this part time pre-prep daycare option is quite a good thing. Of course you need to be able to pay for the service and I remember when my youngest got a place in a pre-prep program back in 2007 and I had to turn it down.  The fee of $15 a day was simply impossible for us to come up with, thank God those days are behind us! I was quite concerned that my sister would find the cost of this pre-prep a real struggle as well but how wrong I was.  Thanks to a governments rebate system my sister only has an out of pocket expense of 5 cents an hour… yep 5 cents!  Nice to know the government thinks I’m worth 60 cents a day…yay for me!

POST SCRIPT:  I have just found out that my sister doesn’t qualify for the governments JET programe so now instead of an out of pocket expense of just 60 cents a day she has to pay $6.50… my value just skyrocketed…double yay for me!

Last night my 6 year old asked me to sleep in her bed with her.  It seems the way I rearranged her stuffed toys scared the hell out of her and I suppose opening your eyes at 2am and starring into the open jaws of a large Tasmanian devil toy could be quite scary. So in I went and not more than 5 minutes later I heard quite a commotion underneath the end of the bed.  Since the hallway light was on I got a good look at what was going on and for about 15 seconds I witnessed two mice playfully chasing each other over and around my children’s barbie doll cars.  Then they must have sensed me so they froze then looked up, we stared at each other for about 2 seconds then off they fled.  I had now found my new ‘hotspot’ to set the traps… humane traps of course.  I set a trap then went to sleep and in the morning I had caught a mouse.  I hope his play mate isn’t too upset with me but I do plan on reuniting them when I set another trap tonight.

While reading a book waiting for my appointment at the dentist, I heard a man leave one of the dental rooms and talk casually to the receptionist. Once I finished my paragraph I looked up and there before me stood a 6 foot plus chunky woman dressed in a black and white leopard print blouse, 3/4 pants with open toed jeweled shoes. Where did the man go? Then the woman tuned to face me and BLAM it hit me… she was a he! That long red hair couldn’t hide his adams apple and deep voice and as far as transsexuals go he made an ultra ugly woman!

This game was e-mailed to me by my husband and I just have to share it.  Basically you are a snake and your task is to eat the mice that pop up on the screen. With every mouse consumed the snake grows longer making the task of not touching the body with the head even harder.   We have all played a game like this at one point or another so you should know this but I’ll say it anyway…”Beware: It’s highly addictive.”

I had a nightmare the other night, a nightmare to top all other nightmares. My family were homeless and on the streets because my husband suddenly found himself unemployed.  While friends of ours were joyfully buying Happy Meals for their children we were left hungry and longing to do the same for our kids.  Then all of a sudden Luke was behind the counter at McDonalds just making enough money to feed the kids. Now I don’t want ot offend people who work hard in such fast food chains but the feeling in my dream was one of humiliation. Here I was watching my husband who has a Bachelors degree, Masters Degree and a PhD asking customers “Do you want fries with that?”  Let me tell you, I woke up in a cold sweat after that dream!