What Every Man Wants

Mummy is racking her brains as to What Every Man wants. It is indeed a good question. One that is usually EXTREMELY simple to answer.

Date Night

When my Other Half pulls out a shirt from the dark, dusty depths of his Man Cupboard, I know I'm in for a rare treat. So rarely even caught sight of in fact, said shirt may as well be The Wedding Shirt for all the use it's had over the past 10 years. Reserved for…

Tin Happy Years

When one hears the word "Tin", what generally springs to mind is a tin of flaked tuna, a singleton's serving of chunky vegetable soup or some sugar-free baked beans. A gloopy cocktail of syrup, in a negligible amount of fruit, a fat-free, caffeine-free, everything-free Coke Zero or maybe even a G&T in a slimline can, if…

The G.R

Apparently I have a new pet name. I call it a "pet"name in a last-ditch attempt to glean even the tiniest scrap of cuddly, candy-floss cuteness from it's damn-right pettiness. Today and only today, I am willing to call it a "pet" name, in the spirit of February 14th (AKA Valentine's Day), on which day surely everyone is entitled to…

The Full-time Wife

Since becoming an FTM, I figured that it was about time I stepped up to the plate and become an FTW at the same time. Yes, that's right. A full-time-mum and a full-time-wife. A mean feat after nearly eight years handcuffed together in sworn allegiance. But with two for the price of one, my other-half was…

The Seven Year Itch

Last week the Mr and I celebrated having survived another year of marriage, quite remarkably, to each other. And what better way to mark yet another year of wonderful wedded bliss and matrimonial melodramas, than by having ourselves a very clean weekend away with one another. Plus two. Happy anniversary Darling. You see, my old fellow and I…

65 Reasons

You don't swear. Apparently it's unbecoming of a lady. So when on the odd occasion you do blaspheme, we know it's serious. It really must be serious, For Mums don't swear. Or at least, we're not supposed to.  And certainly not in public. So that would explain why my propensity towards off-loading shit in a…

Marriage Management

Recently I had a date. Boyish good looks, medium height, of average build. Rugged [from afar], unshaven [from up close]. Big brown eyes, floppy hair, T-shirt, jeans, holes, creases - the works. Oh and married. With kids. Double trouble?  Apparently not. For, despite his 1 out of 10 for effort, my internet-acquired beau and I…

At One Today

I must have blinkedBecause a year has gone byAnd I didn't noticeYou change.Apparently it's normalTo be sentimental -Emotional even,On a day like today. A momentous day like today.Your big day.But I'm not emotional becauseYou're the beloved babyWe thought we'd never have.What's there to be emotional about?But still -Can somebody wake me upBecause a year has passedAnd…

Love Untold

It's February 14th. It's February 14th...and? It's February 14th and Cupid has well and truly landed in our house. Sadly, he didn't land on my lap [apparently I have more than enough strings on my bow]. And surprisingly enough, he didn't land amid the bills in today's post. Instead, his arrow was pointing firmly in…