A long time ago, the Hot Man promised to love me above all others. Above all else. But that was before he got his Holden Crewman. But I must admit, it is beeyootiful. Im half in love with it myself... When we lived in New Zealand, the Holden only got brought out of its sacred… Continue reading When He Doesn’t Love you Best
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When your Six Yr old Wants a Boyfriend.
Some conversations with a six year old just NEED to be preserved for posterity. This morning, Bella was feeling wistful. "I want a boyfriend." I was horrified. "What!? Why? You're too little. You don't need a boyfriend." "You have Dad. I want my own boyfriend," she replied indignantly. I tried to be understanding. "But why?… Continue reading When your Six Yr old Wants a Boyfriend.
Sexilicious Men (and houses) – When Fantasy meets Reality
The nice thing about being married to a man who owns his own construction company, is he can design AND build your house for you. The Hot Man is freakishly clever like that. How lucky am I??? I went out with him for his sexilicious self and had no clue he actually had like...skills...talents...housebuilding moneymaking potential... But then that's… Continue reading Sexilicious Men (and houses) – When Fantasy meets Reality
Kick-Butt Awesomeness AND a Giveaway
Today was a good day. We (finally) left the house and took the Fab5 to the city to try ice skating and look at the city. Which transported them into paroxysms of delight because these poor woebegotten creatures hardly ever get to go anywhere and the sight of bright lights, shop windows and an endless… Continue reading Kick-Butt Awesomeness AND a Giveaway
The Hot Man gets Hotter?
Follow up on my Complaining Blogpost about my Athletic Husband...He did a triathlon in Samoa on Saturday and killed it. Big Son said it best (stole this from my child's Facebook page. This is the beauty of being a #BadMother. One can Facebook stalk their child and plagiarize them and steal things from them and… Continue reading The Hot Man gets Hotter?
When Your Husband Runs Away From You
I used to say that the only way I could ever get a holiday from my Demented Domestic Goddess duties - was to get pregnant. Because then I would have to go live in New Zealand for a few months before and after the baby busted out because I have a small problem with sustaining… Continue reading When Your Husband Runs Away From You
HIS Turn to Roll Around Naked in Chocolate Sauce…
I hated it when people assumed that because I was a full-time, stay-at-home mother - therefore I had oodles of time on my idle hands and I spent my days rolling around naked in chocolate sauce, waiting for the Hot Man to come home for lunch...surprise honey! Not. Indeed I have blogged at angst-filled length about… Continue reading HIS Turn to Roll Around Naked in Chocolate Sauce…