lynette moment
Thursday, February 23, 2006
I think blogipation might be a more apt name for this journal. Although it's not that I have nowt to say, it's just that I have no time to say it in.
Since I last wrote I have: moved into our new house; trawled endlessly around showrooms and warehouse in order to furnish same; taken delivery of a consignment of Chinese furniture that looked like it was from the Land of Giants and wondered what the sod to do with a camphorwood chest big enough to bury someone in (prised the lid off with some trepidation but it turned out to be full of carpets); taken up yoga; taken every single book on or by Christina Stead, whose biography I'm meant to be writing, out of the public library and then neglected them for four weeks; started Rebecca on swimming lessons; also started her on music and movement classes (harpsichord lessons start next week); attended a bluegrass and old-time fiddle workshop; dipped a digit into the world of working mummyhood; pushed Rebecca up many hills; acknowledged, for the first time, my Tupperware fetish and joined a support group.
We're having the lovely Ben and Julian around for dinner on Saturday and are planning a menu of hilarious ethnic English food. Anyone know where I can procure prawn cocktail flavoured lard?
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