Why I like the 50 Shades of Grey series

50 shades booksLet me start this by saying how much I love books. I read them, lots of them. I belong to a Bookclub and I read literature and shit. I do philosophy and love a good long convo solving the problems of the world when the mood strikes me. In short: I’m no dummy.

Liking these books does not make me a dummy. And creating something that’s an easy read doesn’t make the writer a dummy. In fact, this woman is far from a dummy. She’s probably made more money out of these trashy little reads than some of those dudes over there rolling out their literature so credit where credit is due I say.

For what it’s worth, even though I might get hate mail for it, here are the reasons why I like the 50 Shades books Continue reading

We don’t want to find out what it is as we want it to be a surprise.

boy girl surprise pic

From jonnygoldstein.com – click over and read his post on the “baby surprise”

This is the phrase you hear bandied about by pregnant people who opt not to find out the gender of their unborn child. I get it, you don’t want to find out. I didn’t want to either. I figured this would be the biggest surprise of my life so might as well wait until the big moment. But our circumstances were different than I’d planned. Daddy bear was living 10 hours away from me and in-utero child so I decided to let him win that round in the hope that it would help him feel more involved in the process. Let’s face it, pregnancy is very much an external process for the guys.  Anyway, it worked for us and I have no regrets and each to their own I say.

But this, this ‘we want to save it for a surprise” reason, is amusing. So I’m going to bang on about it for a bit and have a laugh. Continue reading

They tell me it’s good luck

Bad day pass

Pic credit: The People Playground

I was having the mother of all days the other day. It was Thursday and I was wondering WHAT THE HELL was I going to post about. And then life handed me two lovely glasses of lemonade. But it made me juice the lemons first.

I had decided it was Santa photo day so we got all dressed up in our nice gear. Monkey as he was in the photo; me in case I had to jump in at the last minute. We spent all morning prepping and getting excited about our photo with Santa. So far, so good. You can see it has disaster written all over it though, can’t you? Continue reading

Here’s what happens when you ask a 2 year old “What do YOU say?”

Monkey’s Granny recently sent him a bunch of really awesome books. One of my new favs is Moo Baa La la la which is essentially an animal sound book but it’s done in a really fun way.

Moo Baa La (1)

The book ends with a simple enough question:

Moo Baa La (2)This is how it went down at our house:

Mummy: It’s quiet now. What do YOU say, Monkey?

Monkey:  Farkings sake