12 of 12 , June 2010

Today was doomed from the start as far as "exciting 12 of 12 day" was concerned.  The weather was cold and overcast, which, as a general rule, equals "a day inside".  With one of our four-year-olds running on only half a heart she has a nasty habit of going purple/blue on days like this - due to the cold, and her insistence on trying her hardest to keep up with anyone else.

So it was yet another day inside...

Photo 1: Today's Secret Word

I checked in on my gazillion friends and went through my daily ritual of presenting them with a new "secret word". Why I started this, I do not know, but I have tried to ensure that they are not just words plucked from the internet, but have some meaning to me or have been heard by me in the past twenty-four hours.  Today's secret word was Turducken.

It created a bit of a stir, but allowed me to discover the wonder that is rôti sans pareil, and this wonderful link!

Photo 2: The Chat

So somehow my good friend Gorbak managed to get drawn into the culinary discussion, and with him being in the US at the moment, we were soon typing away on Gmail chat.  He then suggested audio chat, which allowed me to christen my new Microsoft LX3000 headset, and then video chat, which I had never done successfully before!  It was great to catch up, as he has been a very busy lad lately. Must serve him up some five cup salad when next we meet up!

Photo 3: The last of the crop

Whilst speaking of things culinary, we harvested the last of our corn today!  Considering it was planted as a whim, and way late, we did pretty well from our eight plants:

Picture 4: Field of Dreams

However, as there was on over-abundance of Dead Baseball Players that kept emerging from our crop, and an under-abundance of actual corn, we ploughed under our field today!

Photo 5: I'm a Lumberjack...

I cut kindling from the wood stack...

Picture 6: ... but I'm not OK!

... and drew blood in the process!

Picture 7: Kid Wrangling

Wrangle: To quarrel noisily or angrily; bicker. or, To herd (horses or other livestock)

Or all of the above!

 With the floor strewn with toys, you would think they could each find individual items to amuse themselves with, wouldn't you?!?  It also concerns me the number of people in Emily's picture! (And, yes, she did write her own name!)

Picture 8: The opposite of wiping your Palms.

I managed to placate the two eldest boys by installing a few more games onto their Z22 Palms, including a much demanded Tron Lightcycle game!  They love their Tron!

Picture 9: Feeding Faces

The ravenous hordes were duly fed lunch, and I helped myself to a Raspberry Jam, Banana, and Sultana Sandwich. nom nom nom...

Picture 10: Decisions, Decisions...

I spent way too much time considering and pondering and mulling and ... well, you know how it is. Don't you?

Picture 11: What?!? They need feeding again?!?! 

I guess they did!

After getting the rugrats fed, and bathed, and into bed...

Picture 12: The Idiot Box

Finally a bit of peace and ... What are you doing back up stairs?!? Get back into BED! 

Sorry... a bit of peace and ... What NOW?!?

Sorry... a bit of peace and quiet, and a touch of Monster Moves on SBS1.

Well, that was very dull!  May it be a very long time before the next Saturday twelfth of the month! And no, you can't have that half-hour of your life back!

Cheers!