Rats!

At 9pm last night I was laying in bed reading a book while He was watching the Manchester United game on tv. All of a sudden I heard a frantic scream and what sounded like WWIII in the roof above our bed. There was frantic scrabbling of claws and screams, loads of dust coming out at the top of the roof where it meeets the tiles....sounded really awful. Then it stopped, started up again a bit later, stopped, started up again...by this time the screams sounded like some Thing was killing some Thing else. Thuds as the Things fought. At one stage I thought the ceiling might fall in on top of us!

Finally at 3am it stopped so He and I have had very little sleep. At 8am I called a pest control company to come out and do an inspection....R590 later I have some rat poison and a follow up visit scheduled for 4 weeks from today. Thank the FSM it's not summer!

New music

Recently while watching CNN I discovered a new band - Ojos de Brujo. They're a 9 piece outfit from Barcelona, the name means Eyes of the Wizard. Check them out on youtube, their music's catchy.

Dumbass of the day award

goes to ....... TA DA! Me!

This morning J and C got dressed, ate their breakfast and drank their juice without complaint, got their teeth brushed all without fighting and generally behaved....see I bribed them. In the 8 years I have been a mother, I have found that once these aliens start thinking for themselves there is one tool that works without fail...bribery. In this instance I promised we would go to the Spur for milkshakes so that they could play and I could have some peace for an hour after grocery shopping.

At 9am the two little aliens were standing at the front door all full of smiles and jabbering on about what games they were going to play. I picked up my bag, my housekeys and my glasses.....no car keys. For the next hour I searched everywhere! Even went through the car with a finetooth comb frantically searching everywhere....no keys. Eventually, frantic and almost in tears (I had visions of paying a fortune to have my car keys recut and Him being mad at the extra expense) so I walked out to the garage again and stood there.

And there they were...in the door lock on the passenger front side....this after I had looked under the car (and changed my clothes), in the car, under the carseats, around the car....I blame it on my glasses, they were on top of my head keeping my hair out of my face so how could I have noticed the keys in the door? I mean really....

So at 10am this morning we drove down to the Mall, spent some money at PnP and Ackermans before I crashed at my table at the Spur. 11am would have been too early to raid their bar....

More on meat...

Yesterday He took the kids shopping, He wanted more melon. He came home with a small pack of minute steaks so we braaied on Sunday (that's bbq for my American friends). J picked out the pack of minute steaks because he wanted some for lunch, I was planning on making them chicken satay to grill on the braai but J had other plans, he wanted meat.

All is not lost! ;)

Men and women - the eternal struggle for domination...

I don't understand some women. I'm one and I don't get my gender.

I don't understand why women feel the need to treat their men like little boys.

I don't understand why women feel the need to automatically assume a man is a jerk and deserves to be kicked in the balls before hearing both sides of any issue.

I don't understand why women have such hatred for their husbands / boyfriends / partners.

I don't understand why women feel the need to change the man in their life.

I don't understand why women refuse to change for their guy.

It's as if women assume that men are generally idiots, that they will fuck up worse than a 2 year old.

Yes there are some male jerks out there and they can be right bastards. But not all men are like that. If you are in a relationship with a fairly decent guy, why dominate him and make out that he is just such a failure at being a man? Why have your friends validate your feelings about his behaviour instead of actually treating him like an equal and an old enough equal at that who might just appreciate you telling him how you feel? Why run to your friends first before having an adult conversation about stuff that bothers you?

Maybe I'm just a downtrodden little hausfrau whose husband has her well and truly under his thumb.....

Post dinner comments from my new Vegetarian...

J, after almost licking his plate clean : "Mom! That was awesome! Can I have the same for supper tomorrow night?"

Me, after coming round from passing out : "Sure babe....but don't you want some meat with that?"

J : "No mom! Meat doesn't taste nice!"

Wonder if soy mince tastes of anything other than cardboard....

Meatatarians Unite!

I like my steak still bloody and mooing, just wipe the snot off it's nose, cut any horns off, wipe it's arse and put it on my plate...smothered in a Jack Daniels sauce.


My son on the other hand, he told me tonight he doesn't like meat. He wants a pot of steamed vegetables for supper.....