One of the great challenges with having a child is the amount of attention that they require. If, like me, you are attempting to work from home, keep the house tidy, do the garden and then add extra voluntary stuff on top, the volume of attention required by a child can be quite daunting. Obviously I, like Mrs KY try to give her as much time as we can but we have also discovered a new ingenious method of giving ourselves a break. It is called sing and sign DVD. The one guarantee in our lives
Mrs KY is 27 today, and so far it has been a pretty excellent day. K has been causing mayhem in the household, chewing her way through the shoes, pulling the DVDs off the shelf, and helping herself to the washing. I have been continuing to put loads of items for sale on Amazon, which has been a fantastic way of raising money for our trip to Russia later this month. The whole thing has finally come together, after we booked the flights earlier this week and managed to find a place who would get
I thought I would call this blog entry "tough day" because it has been. It started really well in that the guys from Samara, Russia sent through our itinerary for February. The only difficulty with this was the shear volume of teaching which, whilst being exactly what I would want, is also something of a nightmare in terms of preparation. It also threw the entire day out, as I was having to sort out this rather than plan ahead for the Thurcroft congregation, where I am a leader.
That was not
When thinking about the entries I want to put into this blog, pink laptop covers have not been among the proposed topics; that is, until one turned up today. Now there is no problem with a pink laptop cover in general, although it is a little gharish, but in this situation it is strictly not brilliant. That is because Mrs KY and myself essentially share the laptop, and her chosen colour will on occasion have to be carried by good self in places where the public have viewing access to the case.
"You're not doing that again." Thus came the declaration from Mrs KY, after my latest trip into the loft. Our loft is different to many lofts because, although their is a stick to enable the door to be opened from ground level, it is impossible to access the ladders without first obtaining a chair to gain added elevation. This is basically down to poor design - but then who am I to argue about this?
I say that it is necessary to get a chair to gain access to the ladders. Strictly speaking
It appears to me that small children are very much like spiders - they can get through the tiniest of holes when it seems impossible. Our living room does not look like a living room these days, but some kind of war zone. As I write, I am currently barricaded into the corner near the window, surrounded by chair, table and stool .
The purpose of all this you ask? The whole design has been put together to stop Kaitlyn from getting her hands on the coals on the gas fire. A few days ago, I
I have long been intending to send some written articles into some soccer magazines discussing the way the Premiership is portrayed. Sky Sports still makes out that the Premiership is the most fantastic and exciting league in the world. However, as we approach February it becomes apparent that those who predicted the top 4 back in August as Manchester United, Chelsea, Liverpool and Arsenal are 100% correct. For the other teams this begs the question, "Why bother?" I am a Sheffield United fan
So this is what a blog is! I cannot honestly believe that I am writing a blog, but the fact that you are reading this is even more incredible. Surely you have something better to do! It has been a mild January. The grass is probably growing by now, a positively riveting event in comparison to the moronic droning to be found on these pages. Having said that, this will probably be the one and only entry, so there is not too much to wade through.
Today's date is the 22 January 2007. I have a
