Bliss and Wonder of Blogging

The rest of my family were all out last night and I was left in peace for two whole hours to ponder and peruse the blog-isphere. I popped by a couple of favourites and from theirs, I looked into a couple of their favourites and so on.

It was like a Chinese Finger, my fingers were stuck to the key-board and new blogs kept pulling and pulling.  Moms with babies, moms with toddlers, moms up North and by the sea, designer moms, writing moms, moms that make cupcakes and arts and crafts, cooking moms, working moms, insightful and boring moms, moms that only advertise stuff and moms that love Vintage, shoes and cosmetics, moms that are building houses or remodeling houses, moms that love the beach and everything beachy and then there were the moms who just liked to show them selves off with big white smiles, large breasts and tiny waists prancing around in pictures,their sometimes not so nice homes-
      'Aren't my boobs, I mean pillows, gorgeous on this vintage,beach themed sofa?'

I didn't like everything that I found on my blogging mission but I did come by a few that are keepers and I'll watch them for a while to see how things go.

I also popped by my chicks new blog.

I suggested to her that maybe facebook was getting too commercial for her and that a blog might be a good creative out-let for her. She could have a pseudo name and build on a style that suited her. She could have it as something just her own without her many friends coming by and tapping in.

She liked this idea and uses it as a style/diary of her teenage life. It's working for her too. She has 15 followers already in just 3 weeks and gets loads of positive comments on her fashion photographs and personal wordings and thoughts.  She's really enjoying it all.

There are few pressures in the blogging world for her and teenagers need as little pressure as possible. There is already enough out there to push them over the edge into eating disorders, knife crime, bullying or whatever.



As for my boy, he's just happy in his own little world with our soon to be puppy, Acadia or Cadi for short.

(Acadia is the original name for Nova Scotia and the dog breed are Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retrievers.) She is nearly four weeks old now and as fat as she is long!

Half Term

Thank goodness for half term.

 My children wouldn't actually see each other if it wasn't for that scholarly divide.

As it is, this half term they will be bypassing one another and only seeing each other for a few days at the end.

This for once will work out for me as they both have exams when they get back to school.

I am the mother hen of  'one of each'.

One daughter, one son.

One who was born five and a half weeks early, one who just wouldn't come out.

One who has always been bigger than his expectancy even though early. 

Nearly 5'10 at 13.

One who finally at age 12 is growing bigger then her other friends.

I'm tiny- 5'2.

He didn't want to talk until he was nearly three.

She picked up a play phone on her first birthday.

He is incredibly gifted in sport and she is extremely fashion conscious.

One with brawn,one with brain.

Thank goodness they both have their looks.

Something has to pay their way if all else fails.

So I have a lovely week ahead.

She's been invited away with another studios friend for a few days and studying will defiantly not be a problem.

He on the other hand will have my undivided attention until her return. 

So my week will be full and I will probably even learn something.

Always a nice bonus. 

They won't see each other this week as much as I would like but in all

truth, they would spend most of their time bickering about which channel to watch and whose ipod got to be in the kitchen speakers anyway. 

Two eggs, one brown speckled , one creamy pink.