Cherie Blair, who assumes that there is only one way to parent.
I guess she has a lot of experience with getting up most of the night
to a vomiting child, doing all the resultant laundry herself, ringing in
sick to work, and cooking meals for everyone else throughout the
cleanup and recovery period. Then going to work as soon as possible and
trying to catch up and then rushing home as
soon as possible to support still fragile child. Good on Cherie Blair
for pursuing her successful career and parenting. Stink on her for
judging other people's choices about which she has no clue. Source: here.
Anne Tolley. We
don't laugh and gloat in court if someone is sentenced to jail for a
crime, but somehow it is okay for an MP to stand gloating and laughing
on someone's crushed car.
Seven nights without alcohol. The chocolate stash in the fridge is disappearing instead. I've settled on turmeric, mostly in the capsules I bought, plus low alcohol intake, as my main strategies for the iron overload project.
What I have been reading: One Good Year by Laura Brodie. An interesting and frank story of one woman who took her daughter out of school for a year. Fascinating reading even if you have no desire to home educate. I liked how she evaluates so honestly some of the personal challenges of intensifying the mother-daughter relationship through doing teaching/facilitating/leading herself. Here is a shorter article she wrote which addresses much of what she wrote in her book. Now I am reading The Sum of our Days by Isabel Allende. It's interesting. I've just watched a TED talk, Tales of Passion, which she did in 2007 which is great.
I have a cleaner lined up! Whilst cleaning green algae off the bath about ten days ago, I decided that something had to change. Given that I may be increasing my paid working hours again this year, whatever didn't work last year was unlikely to miraculously work this year.
So H, our new cleaner, is coming to see the house on Saturday (and possibly starting the job on Monday) and I have been working hard to create floor space so she can clean effectively and also a reasonable enough impression so she even agrees to clean the house. The rubbish bin is full, the recycling bin is full, I've been to the Sallies with more bags of goodies and there is another at the door for tomorrow, I've gifted more clothes and craft items to local acquaintances with younger children, and there is still more to do. Still, p-r-o-g-r-e-s-s is distinctly obvious.
I didn't quite fit in supercooking today as well as supercleaning, but I did buy up terakihi and turbot at the fish shop and no…
On Thursday just gone, it was the West Coast Schools' kapa haka festival. I rearranged my work hours, took my girl out of school, and we headed south for the day to watch Fionn perform. It was totally fantastic. Fionn's school group put on a top notch performance which we were all very proud of.
Afterwards, while the students had their hangi lunch and played special games and the judges deliberated, Brighid and I had lunch together in the metropolis and walked along the beach, pictured above and below.
Today was the Anglican Church Fair. It's an important event on our calendar. Six years ago, when we'd just moved into our first home and there was no lounge furniture and no money to buy anything flash, we went to our this fair. We still have the couch and chairs from that fair, at a combined cost of less than $50. These days, we buy some sausages, a couple of bowls, sometimes some books or clothes. Today I bought my first whitebait sandwich of t…
Black never photographs that well, but it's pretty useful otherwise. I need to wear the jacket a few more times, but at the moment, it clearly needs a narrow shoulder adjustment, and that will also bring the armscye upwards. It's a little too big from the waist down as well. So the cuddly jacket is working for this one, but I might make the shorter version. I had been thinking of the pleated back again, but maybe I will go classic, after seeing some beautiful online versions. I didn't get the button placement right for the collar to sit flat, and now that I've lost my jacket-sewing virginity, I decided I was ready for Jackets for Real People to teach me how. Book Depository really is like a late night addiction for nerds, and just to make things efficient, I ordered Elsa Morante's History as well.
The trousers are my first foray into sewing pleather. The walking foot handled it beautifully. I started with Style Arc Barb pants and kept on trying them on and…