Scraping Out Cat Poo Day... and 2012 revisted..

Lucky Maeve...

I bet she thought her little tray was like a regular Turd Mountain till this morning.

Looked at it this morning and felt better after scooping the poo. She should find her toilet much more agreeable now..

Anyway. January 30th. Today I finally feel like I can draw breath. Birthdays, weddings etc  and general kiddie chaos has taken up all of my time. There is nothing on the immediate horizon, except D's regular (often strident and shrill) demands. 

She turns 3 next month. The little Zen baby we had has turned into someone much more animated and formidable. With the ladies on my side of the family and the one's on her Mum's, Diz will be quite the lady as she grows bigger -  she's a regular social butterfly already. Whereas I just want to curl up and rest after my days activities, D is still full of life. 

Thinking of other times, I got my old Man Cave computer refurbed this week.. I'm writing upon it right now. My rock star haired tween boy and feisty preschooler looked alot different just a few years back:

The kids have matured wonderfully since 2012. Sadly the years have not been so kind on their Dad. 

Cheers,

A. 

Diz's latest stash

We've been to the arcade this afternoon. Normally exchanging banknotes for change to waste on tat is not my thing. It usually makes me cringe.

However today the 2p machine was appealing, and generous too. We found one that was dispensing rubber duckies (a D favourite)  on the drab sea of tuppences and promptly emptied the cabinet.

Dizzy's new 'fleet' for the bath

I booked my first child's birthday too. To celebrate her third we're off to 'Jungle Jims' for two hours of soft play mayhem. New ground as X lost interest in parties at the same time as he discovered Legoland. I'm looking forward to meeting the parents of Dizzy's little buddies and maybe discovering some kindred spirits on this lovely island. 

So come end of Feb we'll be tooled up with all things Peppa and Hello Kitty to celebrate the birthday of a Very Special Girl. 

A.

Logical Progression 2 - One for Patch..

I'm going to do something Insane today

My New Years resolution came through the post this week..

... ever since Diz arrived in the world my exercise routine has just dried up. Lets face it, a sporadic 30 minute jog will make you feel good but does little else.

I've been mindful of what inactivity does to the way i look and feel. Middle Age is a fickle mistress who slowly leaves you feeling flaccid and feeble if you don't do something about it. The perky pecs of your 20s become marshmallow moobs in later years unless something drastic is done.

Therefore I'm starting my Insanity workout tomorrow. 60 days of harrowing exercise with the a very nice looking bloke called Shaun T. My DVD set came through the post in a plain cardboard box, 'INSANITY' printed in a military font on the front. 'Looks serious.' I thought. Decide. Commit. Succeed' was the motto emblazoned on the side. Reminiscent of the fine motivational slogans the likes of Adidas have thrown at us in the past. Or even the funnier and more effective ones from elsewhere.

My current moto right would be  Sleep. Clear up after the children. Drink a beer. So it's all uphill from here.

Day 1 coming. Stay tuned.

A.

Matched Betting Latest

December has been a profitable month - With all the football matches around Xmas, the bookies will tend to throw a few tasty morsels your way. A nice little earner can be had if you know how to do it right.

I'll be publishing my monthly winnings on here, for my own benefit aswell as for any interested parties. I would like to keep track of my money over time, and be more methodical about increasing my earning potential.

Something new for 2015 I guess..

Alex

Cholo Dizzy

Diz sports the menacing 'stache with the 'butter wouldn't melt' look: Dec 2014

Our Christmas tree is a sorry looking thing..

... covered in cheap, gaudy coloured trinkets with a star planted drunkenly on its head. Like a sad old drag queen it watches over proceedings, unloved and poorly adorned. It has seen seen better days.

Its the 28th today. Xmas went off comparatively well. The relatives have been pretty well behaved and the kids not too bananas. The last few months seem to have been a gradual build up to yuletide, foothills of early November where stress is low to the ragged peaks of mid December when the kids are excited and all I want to do is go and hide. Present giving went off without a hitch, the pile of presents stood tsunami-like under the tree, threatening to engulf it. X is the lucky recipient of three wonderful lego sets and had made them all by the evening of the 26th. Following that he paced around the house, looking for other presents to open -  his desire for unwrapping seemingly unquenched.

There is three whole days of peace now. Mum has been dispatched home safely and X is with his Dad. Hopefully this will give me chance to gain some sanity and peace of mind following December excesses: daily advent calendar opening negotiations, securing the perfect present for the person who says 'just get me some candles' or 'surprise me', fielding the relatives amicably and with good spirits. I'm glad it's all over, if I'm honest.