Nah, I didn't die. Just tearing around like an idiot the past few days, and today, well, now I need two columns to magically appear from somewhere...perhaps my comments section?
Proposals, people! Here's your chance to be put in my will...only don't suggest all crabbyface 'doncha hate when...' columns, because I can do those ones all by myself.
Ideas, hmm, ideas.. How about something on Christmas. The lady in the neighbourhood who puts up her decorations the day after Halloween. How Christmas is changing for your family as the lads get older. How you're going to be in the Burlington Santa Claus Parade as Santa's helper. Whatever, I know it'll be great!
ReplyDeleteSanta's helper?!!! Now there's a stretch. just kidding.
ReplyDeleteher sister
Stupid road signs?
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Sibling rivalry???
ReplyDeleteMore inane aphorisms??
ReplyDeleteMalapropisms?
People that communicate in Yoda-speak??
Best days... worst days...
Driving lessons??
Migraines I have known and grudgingly loved??
Shiraz vs. Merlot... Cabernet Sauvingon vs. Cabernet Franc... Red vs. white... alcohol as Mother's little helper...
Yeah, in response to the first comment and how the boys are relating to Christmas now, why don't you tell everybody about cheque presentation?
ReplyDeleteGeez, I never realized there were so many people bucking for my job...! But thanks, some good stuff here.
ReplyDeleteOh, and cheque presentation, for those who are interested, is what my sons wait for when their Aunt Rozzy comes over on their birthdays. They don't even pretend it's about love and family - it's about a cheque.
Such nice boys.
As an Uncle to 18 nieces and nephews, I can relate to the Aunt Rozzy scenario... in spades.
ReplyDeleteYour boys would appear to be pretty close to what might pass for normal...!
Who would have thunk it??
After today's Motherlode column, why not present yourself as the anti-Food Goddess, the antithesis of that wonderful woman (and former journo), Nigella Lawson; she, too, has two kids...
ReplyDeleteThe only thing I have in common with her, then, is the two kids.
ReplyDeleteI watch her and WANT to cook, if only to look that rapturous when I do it.
And then I stare at the pots and thing, 'nah'....
having tasted your cooking, you are right, nah...
ReplyDeleteAunt Rozzy
(just kidding)