Saturday, 8 September 2007

Dear Diary: I cannot adequately account for myself I'm afraid

Monday: Back to real life with thud after weekend away at Melbourne Writers Festival. Day starts early with whipping KelpieBlossom off to doctor to look at weird rash developing all over her trunk. Looks like chicken pox but luckily is non-infectious thing. Take reading groups in Padawan Learner's class. He "sings" his reader again. Excellent.

Tuesday: Canteen Duty at the kids' school. This is the one day per term I must make small talk with the Canteen Supervisor and whichever other mum is on duty. Our usual hot-seller at recess is the Rice Cup (hot rice, with/without soy sauce); however, the committee has decided that it must now include vegetables stirred into the rice. Sales down by more than 50%. Sales of hot cheese rolls go through the roof. One kid came back for his fourth and we had to say "no more until you've eaten some fruit". Recess is only 20mins, where do they put all that food?

Padawan Learner had to give a talk on something to do with the water cycle. Talk hastily pieced together late the night before. He talked about snow. He ended his talk with "facts about snow"; the last of which was "Don't eat yellow snow". Wanted to be a fly on the wall in that one.

Wednesday: A blur. Cannot account for myself in any substantial way. Agonizing Pilates session involved. Resolve never to go at 9am Wed with the Elite Pilates Crowd again. If you do Pilates and are ever asked to do something called The Orangutan quietly pick up your shoes and make a quiet, yet quick, exit.

Day also involved taxiing kids to various activities and kids frantically completing homework tasks as Thursday is last day of school for the week. I think I might have done some grocery shopping. Hate Supermarkets. I shop on an emergency basis only.

Thursday: I went to the dentist; and for the first time in my memory I came away with a clean set of teeth but NO dental work to be done. Quite pleasant really after the (quadruple) wisdom teeth extraction (in the chair) I had earlier in the year. Kids go to dentist after school. Luckily they too just came away with new toothbrushes but no extra appointments.

APEC in full swing. Firegazer gets to work at 6.30am to avoid traffic on the Bridge.

Friday: APEC holiday. Living near the harbour sounds like we are in the middle of a Vietnam movie with all those helicopters whirring overhead.

Most of Sydney goes away for the weekend, we have the remaining two families over for dinner. I want to cook Fairlie's Blueberry Cheesecake Tart but remember that my Mixmaster is dead and decide to cook FarmDad's Apple Crumble instead (with homemade custard of course). Over dinner we try to remember the songs on the 1979 Australian compilation album "Screamer" but can't. I know one of them is "Sky Pilot" and also "Curiosity Killed the Cat". Couldn't even find them via Google. Does anyone still have this album?

Saturday: Finished The Time Traveller's Wife this morning. Loved it. M and Firegazer are taxi service taking kids to Ballet, Swimming and Ballet again. Almost forgot that KelpieBlossom has a party this arvo. Rush out to buy gift. Notice that the Wisteria is about to burst with flower. Must remember to photograph.

As much as I love the Driza-bone I can't help giggling at the picture of the APEC leaders on the steps of the Sydney Opera House wearing theirs.

Note to self: must get a "real" job.

5 comments:

Mary said...

The functions and fundraiser job sounds hideous. Not necessarily so to anyone else in the world but it does to me because as you know by now I am a very bad mother. At least when it comes to school things. Funny. I was only saying last night to someone that if you asked me what i had done all year I would just have to gaze at you blankly. Your post title would sum up this year neatly. Oh well.

Mary said...

PS done the poll - I always need to have the next book bought whilst still reading the current book. Get anxious otherwise. And I really loved the Time Travellers Wife - one of the best books I have read in years.

Stomper Girl said...

I couldn't do the fundraiser job either. I find your tales of parental bossiness at the canteen very funny I must say.

Apparently a few of the APEC leaders were mildly pissed off at their drizabones. Ingrates. I would have loved to have got one.

Fairlie - www.feetonforeignlands.com said...

"Tonight a large local business rings to tell me they want to give us money. Yay us." How did that happen? Have you been onto The Secret and visualising businesses giving you money??

I liked the drizabones...and they *did* meet the APEC silly shirt requirement of making the entire contigent look slightly ridoculous.

M said...

I have no idea how that happened. My name is on the bottom of about 500 fundraising letters sent out at the beginning of the year. Obviously one or two of those have accidentally got to the right people.

And, yes, I see your point about the required ridiculous-ness of APEC shirts. I was thinking the ultimate Aussie statement would be Mambo Boardies. Now THAT would be ridiculous (Helen Clarke could have the choice of a Tiger Lily Bikini).