I went over to my parents for a couple of days earlier this week. I took Monty and my sister took her dog and because hers and mum’s dog are both small they had a bath. This is Connie, mum’s dog after her bath. Mum is holding her and she’s so posing for me.
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Archives for October 2006
Bit of a change
There’s change afoot. My blog template has moved from 2 to 3 columns so that items are more visible, in particular, I’ve joined the BlogHerAds network. Not sure how that will pan out but thought I’d give it a go.
Also, my new banner is pre-empting a change, a change of leaving my thirties and entering my forties. I’ve got a bit of time to go but more on that later.
The photo in my new banner is me when I was a baby. There’ll be more of that around my change in decades.
And for posterity, here is my old banner.
An itch that only you can scratch
The other night a friend stayed over as it was more convenient for her to be close to the airport for her flight the next day.
It was the night of phone calls for me – I can go days without getting a phone call from an actual friend as opposed to the hangups from telemarketers that I screen out. So my friend was in the bathroom supervising JJ while I was talking on the phone. I must say it was great to be able to talk on the phone without being crawled over or nagged.
He had an itchy bottom and asked her if she could scratch it for him. Being an obliging friend and a fantastic psuedo aunt, she gave him a bit of a scratch on his butt cheek. He said that wasn’t where the scratch was, it was right in his crack and he couldn’t get to it so could she please do it.
She thought it was perhaps something I might do but decided against doing it anyway. I told her afterwards that there’s no way I would be scratching my son’s bum right in the crack – it’s his sacred space.