17 Days of Nausea

So it's been 17 days since the federal election, and in a few minutes a couple of white guys will decide if we get to keep our newly minted female PM. I really enjoyed election day, but the waiting since? Not so much. Thank goodness for @jeremysear, @scottsues, @annabelcrabb and @mariekehardy on Twitter - their sarky good humour has helped me keep my own (mostly).

When you were 4yo, you announced to Daddy and I that you would be a Greens voter. We were a little taken aback, being Australian Dems voters (this was before they sold out and imploded of course), but figured that since kids were generally more left-wing than their parents, it made sense. I don't know how you voted this election, but I was so proud to see you go in and cast your first vote - you've now legitimately earned your right to whinge, complain and throw things at the TV for the next three years.

I'm guessing you've learned by now that one doesn't just vote for the candidate one agrees with, and then sit back and enjoy sensible, caring governance for three years or more. Politicians only do the right thing if their heads are held in a vice. To accomplish this, I recommend membership of GetUp!, but you of course can make your own decision about the best way for your views to be heard.

Here's your sister's position: "We like Julia Gillarrrrd (she pronounces it in pirate-speak - goodness knows why) because she's a nice lady. Nobody likes Tony Abbott, because he's a bad, bad man." She appears to be taking after her big sister in becoming a wise young woman.

Should we end up with a misogynist, science-ignoring, homophobic government, I predict tears and vomiting. And I don't think Cat will be impressed either.

Love you, Mum xx

PS. Deciding independent MP's Windsor and Oakeshott made more sense than I've heard from politicians in years, and I got to keep my lunch. And dance.

I'm sure it'll grow out

Mikester took the kidlets to get their hair cut last weekend.

Firstly, they straightened Cat's hair. Straightened it. She's four for goodness sake! And how would they know how the cut will look in it's natural state if they cut it straight? Anyway, Cat thought it was very grown-up. And she did look older.

Mikester thought it looked a bit:

But I couldn't stop thinking:

And Cam. Well perhaps if I'm feeling generous, the hairdresser was feeling a bit:

(In case you're wondering - I saw them in concert in 1985, it was transcendent)

But honestly it just reminds me of:

Just thought you should know before you see them.

How it always starts

Cat: Mum, can I have My Sister's Favourite Drink?
Mum: Which drink is that?
Cat: You know, it's a bit chocolatey!
Mum: (raises eyebrow) Okaaaay.

Ruh-Roh. This is how it starts. Next thing you know it'll just be her, a dessert spoon, and a big green tin.

A World of Books

I just ordered a lovely batch of books for Easter.

Some easy readers for the kidlets - I found one about the Power Rangers for Cam, and stories of famous ballets for Cat, a war book for the Mikester, and the beginning of Buffy season 8 for me.

Reading: You're doing it right!


I ordered the A S Byatt you asked for (of course) and then I found out that someone in Israel ordered the original Alice in Wonderland, and someone in New Zealand will soon be going to Rome. Or maybe they're just hoping to.