Water works and birthday parties, with bit of snot thrown in.

Ah shit. What do I know this week?

Well I know that the man hanky is still in use with young men, well one young man, aged about 30. To me that is young. I was at a 50th a few weeks ago and spotted him pulling it out of his pocket, probably lined with crusted snot, and going the wipe.   

Haven't seen one in use for donkeys dicks(a long time). It makes me wonder. How does one go about washing such an item? Is it a soak and then in with the rest of the wash? Surely you wouldn't go bunging it in with a normal wash, in fear of having snot streaked clothes on the line? The mind boggles(and the body shudders at the thought). Do you know a man that uses man hankies? Ask him how he(moreover his wife, poor woman), washes them.

In other goings on, I have just divided my garden irrigation into four sections. I am a legend. Our new pump cannot produce the pressure to cope and I have had to take legendary measures. It takes a woman to do a mans work. Well the logic of a woman. 

I waltzed, as you do, into our local hardware and spent eighty dollars on stuff to do the job. In my flasho rubber boots no less and a two year old in tow.

I knew Boggy would chuck a hissy fit, and did. I couldn't have cared less. This garden is all I have got and I will not sit back and let it die.He can go and suck on rotten eggs!

After more or less putting it on me to fix the problems with the bore, because it's my garden, and if I don't do something about it, my garden will die. This is typical man, being typical arsehole. I used mum and dads ute to go pick up a water tank, a fire fighter pump to clean out the bore. The ute has a top speed of 80 clicks and is so old, I was too chicken to put the sun visor down in case there was a big spider living there.

After my brother, an ex driller, helped us clean out the bore, turns out there was nothing wrong with it.

It's just that the new pump wasn't strong enough to pump the pressure we I needed to water the garden in two stages. I needed to divide it into four stages. Which I did. Job done, Bobs your uncle. Fanny's your aunt. 

Alicia is a big fat, get the job done, legend. 

I had no guilt walking into that hardware store and spending what I had to, to get water back on my garden. No guilt. I don't smoke, play pokies. I don't insist on getting my hair done every other month. February was the last time I went to the hairdresser. I'm not off to the shopping centres spending up on clothes, shoes or whatever else every other week. I live pretty frugally, most of the time, which I don't mind. But there is no way in hell, I will let my garden die!

We had a couple of little girls birthdays over the weekend. Izzy turned five and Summer three. 

My boy turns 22 today. I've baked him a chocolate and date cake. I hope he likes it, because I just might make it a regular thing every year. My SILs mum died a few years ago. One thing she misses,  is the same cake she made her every year on her birthday.

Summer wanted Frozen, and Izzy, Peppa pig. It's the same cake I made for her third birthday. It must have been THAT good :)

Linking with Ann for Things I know

Learning left and right for kids

Monday little Summer had her first haircut. She's lost her little white blonde curls, they were starting to get frizzy and knotty all the time. 

Looking very serious. She was so good, for a first haircut.

When we turned up at the hairdresser, Amelia was there alone and was still finishing foils, so I ducked across the road to Target.

Izzy needed new sneakers. Being a small, and I mean small, "Country' Target, they had sweet FA in her size at a cheapo price. Instead I bought her a pair of rubber boots, which she needed anyway.

Tuesday morning it pissed down, so she wore them to kindy. Perfick. I did invest in an umbrella for the car too! This was the first wet drop off I had encountered this year, and I wasn't prepared.

She is at the perfect age right now to start learning her right foot from left. So I have written the letter 'L' and 'R' on them.

I've written them on her hands too, and shown her how her left hand makes a letter L shape that she can match up on her boots. I can't remember who told me this trick, but it is genius. 

You can even make the backward 'C' shape of the top part of the letter R with your right hand! I've yet to teach her that the right hand makes a letter L on your her forehead, for LOSER, maybe later ;)

I did notice yesterday at gymnastics, the coach was getting them to learn left from right too. I should have let her in on this trick, it did cross my mind.