I’m very excited, it’s almost like Christmas. In fact to make it more like Christmas I waited until everybody had gone to bed and ate 3 mince pies and the good ones from the Quality Street. Not the toffee pennys, those things are some kind of weird dentist conspiracy to remove your fillings. I digress, something real and proper and grown up has happened. I wrote a piece for a blog and she’s only gone and published it. Not even a weird little obscure blog that’s only been around a week and is basically, so far, filled with the ever so slightly intoxicated, cuss word filled ramblings of a woman on the edge, but a real proper grown up blog with fancy things like followers and sponsored posts and all sorts of other things I’ll probably never understand. In fact, if it wasn’t for my spongebob pyjamas and the fact I’m drinking wine from a toddler beaker because it was the only clean one in the kitchen I would almost rank myself as quite adult (not in the porn star adult way, although I am pretty flexible). Only almost, no need to get carried away here.
Anyway, if you would like to read my strange little ramblings about Thanksgiving you can find it here we are in different time zones so if it’s not showing just check back! Have a look around while you are there, it’s a great blog full of hints and tips on Expat living and kids.Even if you aren’t an Expat there are some very useful articles on how to survive long haul flights with children and not go slowly insane or, you know, put them in the over-head compartment as you sip a Martini and watch an in-flight movie, all the while ignoring the muffled cries.
Just as a side note, if you ever decide to just pop to the Mall for a t-shirt and fail to take in to account it’s Black Friday and therefore the busiest shopping day of the year, you instantly become an idiot and are stripped bare of any almost grown up status you had achieved. That is all.