tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69160592011-04-21T22:08:52.782ZChannelling "Holly Golightly" since birth !Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comBlogger2971100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1141843032560422252006-03-08T18:22:00.000Z2006-03-08T18:37:12.643Z

Remember the incident last summer, where she decided to fall asleep on the rope swing and got trampled ?This latest escapade beggars belief.She lost her second milk tooth yesterday, and, for reasons quite beyond my comprehension, thought it would be a GREAT idea, to put it in her ear.A sharp, very slippery tooth. Wonderful.So now we have to drag ourselves off to London, where she'll be given a

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On Monday, Tara was on the verge of death, following a nosebleed which we had thought had stopped bleeding. (It was bleeding behind the clot, and she was swallowing the blood, so we couldn't see it). She had a bad bleed at New Year, and her haemoglobin levels were already low. Another thing we hadn't been told - that it can take months for levels to stabilise. Haemoglobin, for non medical people,

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1132355237254289962005-11-18T22:58:00.000Z2005-12-05T17:35:17.026Z

This blog is closed.Thank you for your kind words.regards,Sally.

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Last Sunday, we decided to go to Cambridge. Beautiful city, and home to 18,000 of the world's most smug undergraduates. Fair enough. This is St John's, the second richest college. I'd probably be quite smug if I lived in this building.Despite the fact that it is only a 90 minute drive, I have been to Cambridge only three times in my life. The first time, I was a child, and my parents took me to

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The day before yesterday, I was coming out of school with Tara, when she ran off to hug a young man at the school gates. I recognized him as being one of the leaders of her theater workshop. I didn't catch their entire exchange, but I distinctly heard him saying, "Are you good at school?"Yesterday I received a letter, via the school, from said workshop. Apparently the children are to perform at a

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Today was the end of Tara's theatre workshops. Back to school next week. We were invited to watch a performance showing the songs and dances they had learned over the summer.We get there, and see a child at the door rattling a can for voluntary donations whilst the other twenty children are singing. That child is Tara. All well and good, I think. She's one of the littlest, cutest kids.When all

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Perhaps you have seen this picture:We pass by this sign quite often. It's something of a habit of ours to drive aimlessly around little villages, salivating over Georgian manor houses and shaking our fists at rich bastards who build palatial "executive mansions" which spoil the look of them.So we took a new turn today, and found a sign saying that we were actually at the "secret" bunker. Seeing

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It has been twenty three years since my last confession.I discovered "Absolution Online" today.I'm not knocking it, or being intentionally blasphemous. In fact, I think I will use the Virtual Rosary with my daughter someday.Oh, but I had forgotten what tough love Catholicism is. I got bored halfway through confessing my sins, and still managed to rack up 120 Hail Mary's and a seven day fast.I'll

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When I was seventeen, I had never seen an illegal drug, and would not have taken one if I had. However, I was a kid, and kids are curious. There was an urban myth going around at the time about a book called, "One Hundred Legal Highs". If I remember correctly, it supposedly advocated smoking banana skins. I can't say I ever tried it, as I was only just getting addicted to nicotine. Two cigarettes

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1123531218135429072005-08-08T19:54:00.000Z2005-08-08T20:00:18.143Z

Susie has done a great job with this week's Karnival at Practical Penumbra!

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I came by my unexpected high score quite honestly.P.S Don't click the link. It's just a saved picture :-D

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No cute pictures today, I'm afraid. This one is more of a rant.Tara, at five, is a "strong character".At four, she had "definite ideas".Three: "Stubborn".Two: "Extremely active".At a year, "prone to frustration".I have no idea where she gets it from...It took five whole years before I would even consider having another child.Mainly because of the newborn stage.Tara was "colicky" for the first

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THE GREEN LAWNMOWERS ARE ON THE ROOF! CALL THE F.B.I! CALL THE C.I.A! TRUST NOBODY!Oh, excuse me. I seem to have been influenced by my latest reading material.Better than the BBC any day. This guy has his finger on the pulse, make no mistake!

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The alarm clock glowed softly. Three in the morning. What had woken me from my drunken slumber? Ah, thirst. Thirst and, nausea. Well that wasn't surprising considering...Vowing never to drink alcohol again, I reached blindly for my cup of water. Oh, sweet nectar... I took a large gulp.GAH!!!I made it to the bathroom with seconds to spare. Amidst the sound of my heaving, I became aware of a faint

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I tried to make my own, sidebar button but this happened!

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Sir Peter to join The Alliance? This is the funniest PGH assignment I have ever seen.

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..so it's time for Karnival of the Kidz! This week's hostess is Jody, of Iowa Geek.Here's Tara wearing two of her birthday presents. I am looking forward to the "tomboy" stage with every passing day.Her hair looks odd. That's because it's in a ponytail, and the picture is at a strange angle. I'm not sure why she looks so sombre. Any ideas?

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1122061602675596822005-07-22T19:33:00.000Z2005-07-23T22:01:28.353Z

I do hope that many of you have not been repeatedly submitted to the atrocity that is, "Annie!". We, however are having to cope with the poxy DVD being on constantly, as Tara is involved in a summer workshop production, and needs to learn the lyrics: "It's the hard on life", is a bad habit that she needs to break. Fast. (She is having trouble with the American accents)We were at my parents house

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1121804760564160902005-07-19T19:04:00.000Z2005-07-19T23:12:32.403Z

Thank you for your kind response to my previous post. Sorry that there were two different issues in there. With me, anger is the enemy of clarity. I will address the most important one here. Do I make the call to request support for the family? I have tried, and I have failed to get the parents of the child, and my parents to take my concerns seriously. As you know, due to my own daughter's

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1121728640582439802005-07-18T22:39:00.000Z2005-07-19T00:02:11.686Z

Those closer to me will know that this has been bothering me for a week or more, but I would like to get your opinion.I was watching the weather forecast with a *cough* close family member, and a map of Western Europe appeared. Not only could this person not identify Spain, France, Italy or Ireland, but she also failed to recognize England, and where we are located in the country.I was astonished

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1121724438173556062005-07-18T22:02:00.000Z2005-07-18T22:07:18.180Z

I got the cool tool from Ogre. Thanks, Ogre!

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I have just finished the sixth book, and it was as pedestrian a read as the last two. For me, the "magic" stopped at book three, which I am convinced, was the last one written by Joanna Rowling. After that, the merchandising and movie money was rolling in, so, really? Why would she want to sit down and actually write? The books were conceived as one story, and she admits she thinks of each one as

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I was waiting in line outside the bookshop, when I noticed that all of a sudden, there appeared to be not one, but two queues for Harry Potter. People were leaving my line, and going across the street instead. I assumed that some rogue had stolen a few copies, and since I have no scruples of any kind, I joined them. Imagine my surprise when I heard cries of, "Harry Potter is an affront to

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We had to pick up some things from PC World this evening, and because it was "meet your child's new teacher" evening, we had to go after that. I hate PC World. I hate hate hate it. As you know, I know sod all about computers, and Alex knows lots. It is never a quick trip to that place because Alex knows the relative merits of different pieces of kit, and will make deliberations, whereas, before I

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We saw this in Tesco's yesterday.Needless to say, we didn't buy any..

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Allow me to stop [heavy sarcasm] burning with "terror, panic and fear" long enough to share this with you. Received via email: (Updated: More from the original message)First New York, then Madrid, then London. I certainly won't be visiting Paris or Moscow for a while as the bombers are clearly picking off cities who wish to hold the 30th Olympics.I am sure it was Osama Bin Laden, because he is a

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1120674519527192052005-07-06T18:21:00.000Z2005-07-06T18:28:39.533Z

..I have been somewhat appeased by this sweet headline.And Mr Chirac? We don't like French food either. Snails and frogs legs are bad enough. You go too far putting mayo on fries. Too damn far...

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1120596591345598292005-07-05T20:44:00.000Z2005-07-05T22:56:27.693Z

Search results. Danger!Careless typing may cause you to fall off your chair laughing:Mmmm... Sounds delicious! Shame about the lack of sweetcorn, though..

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Little ones, admittedly, but we're up to number eleven! This week, our brave hostess is Michele, of Letters from NYC,and it's great. Thank you, blog-sis!

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Tara saw the Bashir documentary about Michael Jackson when it was first broadcast. Well, it was on one evening when she decided that three hours sleep was quite enough, thank you, and had sidled downstairs without me knowing. She didn't see much of it, but it was enough to keep her up a further three hours."I didn't like that scary man", she cried. "Who was that?". "That was Michael Jackson", I

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1120412727399962302005-07-03T17:41:00.000Z2005-07-03T17:54:53.160Z

You would think that even Tara wouldn't be able to corrupt Jiglets, wouldn't you?I walked past the fridge ten times yesterday before noticing this:

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1120410544422810392005-07-03T16:23:00.000Z2005-07-04T18:32:11.090Z

I had just started to calm down about this, but he wouldn't let it lie. (no pun intended)Mr Blair said: "I think London's bid is fantastic, we're really proud of it. "It's got the support of the British people, of all the political parties, and the country's right behind it." Is that so? Okay..1. When was the last time Mr Blair was stuck in London traffic trying to get his child to hospital

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1120169372568413902005-06-30T22:01:00.000Z2005-06-30T22:09:32.573Z

It's a little slice of California in England.Smoked bacon and egg icecream, anyone? (click Degustation Menu)Madness, I say. I will have to go there sometime. Yes, with the camera.

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The tenth Karnival of the Kidz is up at the creative, talented, and above all, prochein, Amy's!

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1119863832443402162005-06-27T09:11:00.000Z2005-06-27T18:47:15.826Z

Pitch your wits against The Sith. Think of an object, and let Lord Vadar guess it in 20. He taunts you throughout, so do not let your mind betray you!Apparently, I would be a valuable asset to The Dark Side. It took him 28 questions to guess I was thinking of an avocado!UPDATE: I'm thinking this should be a competition (Unless it's so old people are bored with it) Can anyone get fifty questions

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1119720087808073262005-06-25T17:14:00.000Z2005-06-25T18:02:36.190Z

Behold!No it is not what you think it is, after having had a dose of Photoshop. It is a real, living creature. Notice the smile on it's little face. I would not be smiling if I had the misfortune to be born thus.It just goes to show that even God has "off" days.*shudder*

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1119549676006088972005-06-23T17:49:00.000Z2005-06-23T18:01:16.036Z

Lotus on eBay for 50p.What a tosser! If he'd been my husband, I'd have his kidneys up there too!Linky love to Machelle, for the blatant theft.

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1119452266942444382005-06-22T14:53:00.000Z2005-06-22T14:57:46.950Z

Whether or not Tom Cruise should proceed with a compliant about this, I can't help wondering what would have happened if they'd done it to Russell Crowe...

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1119366024485260532005-06-21T14:54:00.000Z2005-06-21T15:12:29.300Z

I had no idea what to get Harvey as a combined Father's Day, and bloggiversary present. Then I remembered that Evil Glenn left this here one night. I'm sure it will be alright once it's been washed.And - in my search for a suitable gift, look what I found going on in London!"To the pervy, all things are pervy. A lighthearted look at perverting everyday household items." Perfect.

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1119364671339543482005-06-21T14:29:00.000Z2005-06-21T14:37:51.346Z

Alex made a post! Loyal, and ever hopeful reader VW spotted it. (Even I'd given up to be honest) I wonder if he'll do the childhood meme, now? Go on over and harass him.

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1119198936534730052005-06-19T16:20:00.000Z2005-06-20T20:25:53.700Z

My first ever Number One!I was trawling my archives for something, and came across Mister Bixy's comment that I had reached the top spot. And I'm still there!(ImageShack are not having any of it, thus no screenshot)

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1119033377462053112005-06-17T18:17:00.000Z2005-06-17T18:38:28.316Z

I have been neglectful of my Alliance duties of late. Hell, I've been neglectful of blogging itself, thanks to Alex getting me addicted to Kal. Because it's a repeat assignment, I will be reposting last year's lie, which is one of my favourites. If Harvey can do it, so can I. Here goes:Following the example of several Alliance members, I decided that the direct approach was best. Not having a

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More HERE.

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Alex was on the phone to his sister today, and she was asking about Tara's birthday presents. The next thing I hear, he is saying, "Oh, and she got one of those decapitated head things. She's playing with it right now."Wha..?Now I could be mistaken, but I am fairly certain that not one of Tara's friends gave her a decapitated head for her fifth birthday. I would have made some mention of it when

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1118762764026088792005-06-14T15:22:00.000Z2005-06-14T15:26:04.033Z

I forgot to link The Karnival. It's amazing! It's awesome! It's up, at One Happy Dog Speaks!

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1118517613936107832005-06-11T19:10:00.000Z2005-06-11T19:21:07.313Z

My little gollum girl turned five years old today. Five! Where did it go?Here's a picture from her birthday party:She doesn't seem very impressed with the "lip liner lady" look, does she?This week, we've come full-circle, with our originator, VW, as hostess. Please send your entries to karnival(DOT)kidz(AT)gmail(DOT)com. Thank you.

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1118340696031329432005-06-09T17:51:00.000Z2005-06-09T18:11:36.036Z

A kiss, on the hand, may be..quite "Continental"...(and a bit poofy)But this Grade 50 diamond armour is a girl's geek's best friend!Isn't it stunning? *SIGH*The great thing about Kal, is that when you're bored killing stuff, you can go shopping! Alex is often PMing me from beyond the grave to say, "Quit hanging around the merchants, Sally. Get back out there!"I haven't got nearly enough money for

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1118077479857436462005-06-06T16:53:00.000Z2005-06-06T17:04:39.863Z

Tara eats a lot of raw veggies. Raw food is good for your children, and saves not only energy, but cooking time better spent blogging, or killing demons. But I'd never persuaded her to eat lettuce before today.I put said vinegar on practically everything I eat, but it hadn't occurred to me to pour it over lettuce. She ate two bowls of mixed salad leaves without a murmur.Which condiment could you

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1117898675507768402005-06-04T15:21:00.000Z2005-06-04T15:24:35.513Z

What not to say to a reporter:"I have been a Michael Jackson fan as long as I can remember...He touched me as a child".(From The BBC)

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1117737367693229582005-06-02T18:18:00.000Z2005-06-02T18:36:07.710Z

Tara's speech since starting school, is, quite frankly, appalling. What, I ask you, is the point of her knowing all her "sounds", if she doesn't use them? I don't think I've heard an "h", "th", or "ing" out of her for months!Naturally, she has befriended the coolest girl in the class. The really streetwise one, with seven older siblings. The girl who is an aunt at the age of five. You can imagine

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1117208157243305632005-05-27T15:32:00.000Z2005-05-27T18:54:25.523Z

US probes Viagra 'blindness risk.It's crying out to be titled, "Your Mother was right! It can make you go blind."Although, to be fair, the word, "probe" is always something I find amusing.UPDATE: VW pointed me towards a very silly story reported by the BBC today. I particularly liked the caption to this picture:"Kitchen knives can inflict appalling wounds."Perhaps I've judged the BBC too harshly.

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More Darwinism in action:Star Wars fans burnt by petrol-filled 'light sabre'

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1116873189676986162005-05-23T18:05:00.000Z2005-05-23T20:05:19.076Z

I have never played a role playing computer game. All those stats. I don't think so. However, since Alex's disappearance from the blogosphere into the virtual world that is Kal On line, I've adopted a "if you can't beat 'em" mentality. Having said that, it's totally addictive. I've become quite attached to my character, and would be most displeased to find myself being eaten by a tiger.Thanks to

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1116712684975935672005-05-21T21:28:00.000Z2005-05-21T21:58:04.983Z

The thing is.. if I smell of wine, will Evil Glenn have to murder me?

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1116592634629774262005-05-20T12:28:00.000Z2005-05-20T18:32:48.136Z

This is me at an age where I was too young to resist my mother's styling efforts. What has she done to my hair?!It was taken in a photo booth. Only *I* could be pictured falling off the bloody stool!It's shame the third photo got damaged. I'm on the floor in that one, and all you can see is the top of my head.This week's gracious hostess is Susie, of Practical Penumbra.Entries to karnival(dot)

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1116445073210520742005-05-18T18:47:00.000Z2005-05-18T19:37:53.270Z

I'm expecting a call from Social Services. Really. I wouldn't blame them for checking up on us at all.Last night at around midnight Tara got one of her nosebleeds. She was hopping up and down all night, bleeding all over the place. Alex got up with her at 5am, and as she was still losing blood, we decided not to send her to school. I called them, and they were fine, being used to seeing Tara make

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1116328883399314192005-05-17T11:01:00.000Z2005-05-17T13:49:51.200Z

Boudicca has kindly inspired me, with this post about Robert Frost. Thank you, sis!My University degree was an Honours course in English and Education, and it had a poetry component. I remember one lecturer telling us that it wasn't always necessary to look for alternative meanings behind the literal words the poet had chosen. Sometimes, a poem is great just in it's craft. In the imagery used,

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1116248184813030782005-05-16T12:52:00.000Z2005-05-16T12:56:24.820Z

The Karnival of the Kidz is up at Boudicca's Voice!Be sure to stop by and congratulate my blogsis, Boudicca, on a job well done.

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1116015821512281322005-05-13T20:18:00.000Z2005-05-14T16:07:48.603Z

I suppose I should really be grateful that my mother's fashion sense rubbed off on Tara:Especially given that early indications suggest she was headed for the Dutch Gay Scene!This week's hostess is Blogsister Boudicca, of Boudicca's Voice, who also did a wonderful job with this week's Carnival of the Recipes!

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1115928367103458962005-05-12T19:55:00.000Z2005-05-12T20:06:07.573Z

Remember the "Love Is.." series?Bachem Macuno has some recently captioned images. Here's one:The rest are HERE. Depends Where You Work Safe!

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..they all have their heads, and limbs intact...

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1115716368356404112005-05-10T09:05:00.000Z2005-05-10T09:12:48.360Z

The third Karnival of the Kidz is UP at Prochein Amy!She's done a fantastic job. Please go over and take a look.Click HERE for all your one-stop cuteness needs!Next week's kind hostess is Boudicca. Entries to karnival(DOT)kidz(AT)gmail(DOT)com

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1115591126501159552005-05-08T22:22:00.000Z2005-05-09T15:50:29.613Z

Well, perhaps...Due to a lack of date on my first post, I have arbitrarily decreed that this, May 9th, shall be my bloggiversary.To my wonderful Blogfamily, and Friends, I say a big "Thank You", for all the laughter, smiles and support you've given me over the past year. It's been a privilege to be in touch with so many great people. I can only hope I've been as good an ambassador of my country

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1115565985376464542005-05-08T15:17:00.000Z2005-05-08T15:26:25.383Z

Sir Peter Maxwell's new look is jolly spiffing, what?Don't miss "An Unwanted Bastard Child". Rotten luck, Sir!

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Tara was the first Grandchild. A girl, and a fairly pretty one, at that (Apart from the baldness) Consequently, I was inundated with gifts of clothes. Not the sort of comfortable, practical clothes that I liked to dress her in. Oh no. The fussier, the better. Practically every day, my Mother would come with something new, which she would be politely thanked for, God love her...and the Frilly

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1115027642114106862005-05-02T09:50:00.000Z2005-05-02T10:30:56.940Z

It's our second, and we've had another wonderful turnout this week. Thank you all so much for your stories and pictures!As a courtesy to our previous hostess, first up is VW, of One Happy Dog Speaks. The young VW obviously had a premonition that one day her Seventies clothing may be mocked, so she sensibly opted for nothing at all.Here, Harvey treats us to a picture of his sister washing out his

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1114944774364142202005-05-01T10:44:00.000Z2005-05-01T10:55:40.916Z

I've been hard at work on this week's Karnival, and have neglected to post my own entry until now. It's another two-parter. Here's young Sally at the beach. No prizes for guessing the decade!And just to confuse you, here's Tara. As you can see, we're a bit behind the times, in England!(Click to enlarge. My daughter appears to be missing a foot! When I think how much that session cost..)

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1114889651308450342005-04-30T19:18:00.000Z2005-04-30T19:34:11.310Z

Contagion's got it in for me!In order to appease him, and quell the vicious slander he's put up at his site, I have decided to spend a paltry amount of the insurance money my life savings on this:I hope it chokes him he enjoys it!

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I must say, I've put myself right in the firing line as regards to Alex's "health", since posting this.Please rest assured that he is indeed incredibly busy, and has not been the unfortunate victim of a "Peanut-Butter-in-the-Rediwhip" type tragedy.Honest.

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1114616699000470742005-04-27T15:44:00.001Z2005-04-27T15:52:05.230Z

Although, from the look of her, Prince Charming might get some anyway..If You Were A Barbie, Which Messed Up Version Would You Be?

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1114375011390345522005-04-24T20:21:00.000Z2005-04-24T20:36:51.390Z

My husband has been skulking around for the last twenty-four hours, muttering, "Murderer.." whenever he sees me. Why?I made a banana smoothie with peanut butter. Alex is allergic to nuts, and I am constantly forgetting this. I was justifiably proud of the fact that I'd made a healthy and nutritious drink with the new blender, without loss of life or limb...or so I thought.He'd just taken a huge

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1114357246792949612005-04-24T15:16:00.000Z2005-04-24T15:40:46.793Z

VW tagged me with Ogre's meme.If I were an athlete, I wouldn't wear these.If I were an architect, I'd build a city.If I were a lawyer..If I were a movie producer..And if I were a chef, I'd rename the restaurant!But I really just wanna be a sheep.Anathematized and Wang can consider themselves tagged :-)

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1114287496467750632005-04-23T20:13:00.000Z2005-04-23T20:19:36.486Z

Not having a clue how to steal it, I might as well credit the hilarious Harry Hutton of, "Chase me ladies, I'm in the cavalry" for this.Darwin Was Right.

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1114103897507863792005-04-21T17:01:00.000Z2005-04-21T17:22:03.626Z

The U.K General Election is to be held on May 5th.In the absence of any letters from the residents of Ohio telling me how to vote, I took a look at this quiz. Apparently, I should vote Green, but I don't see how tree-hugging'll reduce my Council Tax.Luckily, there is another option. Namely, The Monster Raving Loony Party!This is an actual Political Party, previously headed by "Screaming Lord

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1113917835429332582005-04-19T13:35:00.000Z2005-04-19T18:40:52.030Z

Here's Yours Truly at four months. Didn't I promise you Seventies clothes?Love the hair, Daddy! Very Engelbert Humperdink..And here's Tara, at six months, on a Search and Destroy Mission!I think this was taken shortly before the Christmas Tree came crashing down...

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1113842018169471372005-04-18T16:24:00.000Z2005-04-18T16:33:38.170Z

It's the Karnival of the Kidz!Our gracious hostess is, of course, VW, of One Happy Dog Speaks.I've been digging out some old pictures of me, and I don't think I'll be using that crop tool after all. Seventies clothing is far too amusing!Hat tips to Bou, Harvey, and Alex for the banner.

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1113677184097914832005-04-16T18:30:00.000Z2005-04-16T18:46:24.100Z

I love MS Picture Manager!Having been banned from going anywhere near Photoshop, I can now ruthlessly do away with dysfunctional family members to my heart's content, and focus on what's really important:I'm sure my newly discovered cropping skills will come in very handy in the near future...

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1113412248027632612005-04-13T16:46:00.000Z2005-04-13T17:10:48.030Z

I found this today.I must say, I particularly liked the Gallery of the Absurd, and the American Social Hygiene posters.It also features Toddlerpedes,and some great Pirate photos!Waste some time with the whole thing here!

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1113335335173426482005-04-12T19:29:00.000Z2005-04-12T19:48:55.173Z

There are some tasks that seem to just...expand. Cleaning the refrigerator is one of them. Every single time I decide to empty it of all it's perspex boxes, and compartments to thoroughly wash and disinfect it,(and them) I find yet more surfaces in need of cleaning. Seriously. I spent three hours this afternoon on ours.It's like when you start to paint a door frame. Easy enough job that you think

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1113159337153464072005-04-10T18:46:00.000Z2005-04-10T18:55:37.153Z

Alex's first post is up at his MuNu home, and it's a rant! Yay!

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The Fair was in town today. Tara likes the Merry-Go-Rounds, of course. But they bore her after two revolutions. She gets this little expression on her face, as if she wishes they would take off, or something...She'd been on a Waltzer before, and loved it, as I do. I don't mind rides that pull g's, as long as they're not sickeningly repetitive, and I stay upright. But this one was evil. I honestly

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1112722161423518872005-04-05T17:09:00.000Z2005-04-05T17:29:21.423Z

On Friday, I asked Tara if she had been praying for The Pope at school, and she said, "no".On Monday, I asked her if The Pope had been mentioned at all, and she just looked confused.Today, we got notification that the school is to be closed on Friday as a mark of respect, so I asked her again. I got a blank look.It was only when I mentioned the words, "John Paul", that she knew what I was talking

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1112712640967256152005-04-05T14:40:00.000Z2005-04-05T14:50:40.970Z

My first two posts are up at One Happy Dog Speaks.There's an opportunity to love America, and a caption competition. I've got a stack of photos and funny emails from VW, so that should be enough to keep me going!Please stop by and say hello.It's worth a visit just to read Alex's comment to the second post. You won't be disappointed!

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1112551149792053652005-04-03T17:37:00.000Z2005-04-03T17:59:09.793Z

Well, in a manner of speaking...My lovely blog niece, VW, is heading off for a well-deserved vacation, and is foolishly thoughtfully leaving me the keys to her home!Ideas and suggestions are very welcome. You may drop them in the comments here, or send them to WhimsyCapriciousATGmailDOTcom.Now where was I? Passport...sunscreen...Marmite...

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1112446144123728172005-04-02T12:37:00.000Z2005-04-02T12:49:04.123Z

Alex has answered Contagion's hilarious questions.Enjoy!

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1112441424054843482005-04-02T11:15:00.000Z2005-04-02T11:30:24.056Z

Not having anything to post over the last few days, I decided to see what else was on this here computer, and play around with it.I think we can safely say that Ogre has nothing to fear.

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1112217580507708082005-03-30T21:13:00.000Z2005-03-30T21:19:40.506Z

That's "Sir Fred", to you.

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1112215534299645582005-03-30T20:42:00.000Z2005-03-30T20:45:34.300Z

If anyone knows a hymn that sounds like, "Jesus was born a minute ago", I'd love to hear from you!

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1112044506106890632005-03-28T21:09:00.000Z2005-03-28T21:15:06.106Z

Here's Fred selling Ice Cream to tourists at $25 dollars per cone.Disgraceful....

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1111947925049325722005-03-27T17:37:00.000Z2005-03-28T17:49:35.113Z

Blogsister Tammi, of Road Warrior Survival has been sharing memories of Easter.I didn't have one that really stood out.Until today.We were all sitting round the dinner table. My Mum, Dad, Alex, Tara, Sis, her husband and Gorgeous Baby Nephew. I'd finished, and was spoonfeeding GBN when Tara announced that she had a "joke". I prepared myself for the surrealism that would surely follow, and to fake

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1111861337071598242005-03-26T17:58:00.000Z2005-03-26T20:44:02.173Z

I had to smuggle him through Customs, as he doesn't have a passport or visa. Plus, he's armed.This gives him several things in common with 80% of the population of London. So I guess he'll want to go there to get a cash-in-hand job and/or embark on a life of crime until he saves up enough money to bring all his relatives over.Repeat after me, Fred:I’ve just sent off my provisional driving licence

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1111785516828453802005-03-25T20:58:00.000Z2005-03-25T21:18:36.830Z

Yesterday, the Easter Bunny left footprints all over my school, and gave me chocolate!I brought home all the things I'd made, including my special Easter Story book. My teacher had us copy sentences off the board. It was hard work, but worth it, as my parents were visibly moved to tears when they read it. Daddy even had to leave the room to compose himself at one point. I think it might have been

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1111686186541786022005-03-24T17:15:00.000Z2005-03-25T19:30:08.443Z

After a nasty hour-long battle with my template, my beloved Alex has installed Haloscan comments!You'd think, that after a long, tough working day, he'd want to put his feet up, relax, and watch the traffic roll in on his blog, but no. The man is a Saint. He's spent most of his day off today sorting other things out.My links now open in new windows, and you can also chat in the message board top

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1111605388821859162005-03-23T18:59:00.000Z2005-03-23T19:16:28.823Z

I nearly fell off my chair this morning when I saw my husband's blog linked at I.M.A.O!Thank you Harvey, sarahk, and Tim, for pointing us to Uncyclopedia in the first place.If you feel like making stuff up there adding to it, please let me know. I'd love to read it!

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1111358207674955082005-03-20T21:50:00.000Z2005-03-20T22:36:47.676Z

One of the most popular indoor sports in the Capricious household is the bath time ritual of throwing things at our daughter. Amongst her bath toys are a set of foam alphabet/word/picture interlocking squares. We stand in the doorway while she's in the tub, and take turns to sling them at her. She loves it, and it's about the only thing we can do with her that doesn't result in her bruising. It

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1111183000883716442005-03-18T21:54:00.000Z2005-03-18T22:04:27.980Z

Let's see if The Blogger Ass Kick Nudge works again...

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1111182245775049622005-03-18T21:29:00.000Z2005-03-18T21:44:05.776Z

Even Ozzy Osbourne could cope with these games:Michael Jackson Baby DropWhack Michael

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1111081009574666972005-03-17T17:28:00.000Z2005-03-17T17:36:49.576Z

One fine day in Ireland, a guy is out golfing and gets up to the 16th hole. He tees up and cranks one. Unfortunately, it goes into the woods on the side of the fairway. He goes looking for his ball and comes across this little guy with this huge knot on his head, and the golf ball lying right beside him. 'Goodness,' says the golfer, and proceeds to revive the poor little guy. Upon awaking, the

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1110981614552036282005-03-16T13:48:00.000Z2005-03-16T14:02:39.510Z

"I don't know who does the bathroom. She must do it, cause I don't" Response to Bittman and Pixley, 1997According to Wifework, in a recent large-scale study of household labour, "six husbands claimed the family possessed a twin tub washing machine or clothes dryer that their wives denied any knowledge of".It gets better:"one of them even went so far as

Sallyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00535719558791079604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6916059.post-1110973767850188932005-03-16T11:44:00.000Z2005-03-16T11:49:27.850Z

If your Blogger dashboard assures you that your last post has been published, but it's still not up twenty four hours later, is it time to delete and re-write it?

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