a fifo wife {a fifo life: a few things}

Its Monday. Its day one of the school holidays. Need I say more? No really its blissful. Truly. Husband is home tonight; fingers crossed. I never do really believe he is on his way until his size 16’s (yes that’s right size 16) are firmly on terra-firmer so we are busy cleaning, pruning and getting the house ready for his impending arrival. As a result my mind is like a mine field bursting with lists of things to do and say. I have a serious nervous case of garrulous at his arrival (its a new word I learnt for chatty- impressed much?) as we wait for him so here is what is running through my mind this fine Monday morning.

1. Why did I not learn this tip about lifting your tongue to the roof of your mouth while taking a photo. It apparently to helps to smooth out a double chin. If I had learnt this years ago many a bad picture could have been avoided.

2. Telling me you don’t know why your 6 year old child is rude as they scream at you to get them a glass of coke ‘now’ and you get it with out so much as a flinch is bewildering to me seriously don’t ask me stupid questions you may not like the answer..

3. We had our street party yesterday afternoon its was wonderful. I couldn’t imagine living some where, where I did not know my neighbours let alone the whole town. I feel so very fortunate.

4. While googling stuff I came across an article that says men can increase their life span by up to five years by just looking at a women’s breast for ten minutes a day. Its said to increases their heart rate similar to that if they were doing an aerobic activity really if that research is legit and word gets out heaven help us all..

5. French even when spoken by a very dirty filthy half naked backpacker is sexy. How do I know? They walk around my local supermarket shirtless with their equally fully clothed good looking female companions after potato picking all day and no I’m not going to tell you where that supermarket is. That would be sharing and I just don’t want to do that today.

6. Who knew that giving away the last of my baby stuff would make things feel so final. Whilst I don’t want anymore babies. I cant have any more babies. Its officially over for me now and I feel sad. Who knew that would happen? Never me in a million years; never.

7. I have an excuse to buy more vodka. Its has multiple beauty uses..it can help reduce hair frizz, keep razor blades from rusting and it can be used as mouth wash.

8. Am I the only one who after the kids have gone to bed after decorating the tree, I will ‘fix it up’ a little just so it doesn’t look like Dame Edna Everage hasn’t vomited down all one side.

9. I hate tinsel but my house is covered in it…sigh..the kids love it..

10. I have one more thing I think I need to tell Santa about…so Santa that was a basket for my bike, a couple of slips for my dresses, a hotel dinner date with the husband, a weekend stay at the bouncy bouncy place with the kids and just in case you come across it Dior’s J’adore L’absolu perfume. Any one of those and Santa I will be one happy little mummy and wife…wink wink.

xxDeb