Monday, 13 May 2013

Things I would like to ban from my house!

It's manic Monday again and as I am rushing around tiding I am realising that there are a few things which would make my life easier if banned from my house:

1. Cheerios
When I sleep a little Cheerio army march around my house and snuggle into random places just to annoy me. My husband once found Cheerios in his shoes. How on earth do Cheerios get into your shoes???

2. Weetabix
Still with the cereal family, the Weetabix I buy seems to be infused with "Hard as Nails". Turn my back on it for a minute and it forms little Weetabix gargoyles all over the floor and high chair. They don't want to come off either!

3. Pop up books
I put this on the list with a heavy heart as pop up books are lovely - until my children get over enthusiastic with them. We now are the proud owners of books such as "Ready to Rock Mr Decapitated Crock".  Book ripping is a big crime in my house.

4. Stickers
Self explanatory!

5. Glass Doors
As I am cleaning one side my son is kissing the other side. It is a pointless exercise.

I am sure there are a million other things which should be banned. What would you ban from your house?

Vic x

Sunday, 12 May 2013

Mini Adventure - Thomas the Tank Engine

I mentioned in my list that I was going to try and do something different with the kids each week. Not necessarily something costly or that costs anything at all -  just something fun. This week was a good one as we had tickets to go and see Thomas the Tank Engine at Bo'ness station. It was quite good value for money - £10 a head and nothing for the littlest one. For that we saw Thomas, Percy and Diesel, met the Fat Controller and had a ride on a steam train. The kids were given a Thomas book each and a certificate. I didn't feel ripped off at any point by merchandise stalls. It was very busy, especially on the platform where the parents were literally pushy! This was the only real drawback.

Although we had seen all the Sodor lot, the highlight of my daughter's day was the puppet show. My husband and I are not particularly members of the PC brigade but we were laughing in slight horror as Punch beat Judy with a stick then abused his baby to the point that the baby's head fell off. Our daughter on the other hand was creased up in laughter. She is obviously not a member of the PC brigade either! 

All in all we had a great afternoon and I would recommend it to any Thomas fans out there. I will post some photos when I work out how to do it.

Hope you all had a lovely weekend

Vic x

Saturday, 11 May 2013

Smitten Saturday

Today I am taking part in Glasgow Mummy's Smitten Saturday. A kind of show and tell for something you are loving this week. You can find a link to Glasgow Mummy's blog at the side of the page.

As I previously reported the sun came out this week and I was the colour of rice pudding. I have resolved this with the purchase of Bobbi Brown's Sunless Self Tanner for face and body. This is hands down the best fake tan I have ever used as I am now neither streaky nor the colour of a fence.

I have previously not really been that into the Bobbi Brown range as I thought it was a bit "beige". Anyone that knows me knows that I like a statement lip so I thought it wasn't for me. I like a bold lip so much that I nearly called this blog "Lipstick Vic". On reflection, however, I thought this sounded slightly wrong on some levels and I didn't want to disappoint any dirty wee googlers out there with a misleading title!

Back to Bobbi Brown - I will definitely be trying out more of her products when pennies allow.

Friday, 10 May 2013

What would Beyonce do?

Thanks to everyone who has taken the time to read my blog. Your comments are much appreciated and I have now come out from under the bed! After hitting the "share link" button yesterday I did experience mild panic and had a few hot flushes but thankfully that has subsided (a bit)!

It is quite hard to put yourself out there. Over the past few weeks I have been seeing subliminal signs everywhere that I should write a blog if I want to and get over the whole shyness part. This was compounded when I read the back page of this month's Glamour magazine. I hadn't bought it for a long time as my magazine addiction was getting out of hand and I had to go cold turkey on them. It is only £1 this month so I made a sneaky purchase while at the supermarket.  On the back page there is an article entitled "What would Beyonce do?". I love it! This may be my new mantra in life. If Beyonce wanted to write a blog she would tease her hair as high as possible and damn well get typing - possibly in sequins! I am going to do the same.

Vic x

Thursday, 9 May 2013

Soft play - the modern day mummy torture chamber!

The lovely weather has graced us for one whole day which meant that yesterday afternoon we were off to shelter from the rain at the local soft play. I always have the notion that I will sit with a cuppa in relative peace while my children have a great time, burn loads of energy and go to bed really early that night. Doesn't always work out that way. I hate the following things about soft play:

1. The Stalker Kid
I always seem to pick up a stalker kid who follows us about while his/her parents ignore them. Obviously I have to put on the "I am really nice to little kids" chat but in reality I want to tell them to get lost so that I can concentrate on my own kids. I sometimes try to lose them on the equipment but they always catch up.

2. The Mean Kid
You know the one that tramples over all the others, says mean things, doesn't let others by. Yesterday a girl of about nine was blocking a rope bridge that my three year old was on. Obviously this prompted much howling from my daughter. Even though her grandfather was shouting at her to move she was determined to stay. I will not write down what I thought of her.

3. Standing on undetermined substances in your socks
We have all been there. Something damp spreading over the sole of your sock. You hope it is water. You pray it is only water.

4. Panic as you temporarily can't spot your kid
These places are jungles with hundreds of chimps swinging around. Take your eyes off your little chimp for a second and it's game over for a while. Cue much shouting of their names and frantic searching til they totter into sight completely oblivious.

5. Leaving to go home.
Tears on tap!

Why do we put ourselves through it?

Vic x

Wednesday, 8 May 2013

Run run as fast as you can - I can't catch you I'm the dough woman!

Yesterday the sun shone over Glasgow - it was rare, it was unexpected and it was marvellous. It also meant that my summer clothes were dragged from the back of my wardrobe and my pasty, grey body was squeezed into them. It wasn't that pretty - neither was my first trip to the gym this morning!

The horror of my "summer body" has prompted my gym come-back. When I say come-back I was never really a gym bunny in the first place but I haven't been for ages. I pounded on the treadmill for a while and went on the cross trainer I now feel the need to do some kind of toning. Any ideas? I will keep you posted on how I get on.  I am trying to stop weighing myself as it fluctuates wildly and that grey bit of plastic in my bathroom can really affect my mood for the day. I have threatened them with the bin but I don't know if I am quite brave enough yet!

What I did notice yesterday was how different everyone is in the sunshine. There were no heads down, bundled in coats, battling against the elements. People were happy. There were also the obligatory young guys who take their tops off as soon as it hits the twenties. I love Glasgow!

Vic x

Monday, 6 May 2013

Manic Mondays

Mondays in my house are not relaxing - mainly because my inlaws kindly babysit for me while I work on a Tuesday thus invoking an all-consuming panic in me to get my house like a show home before they arrive. I dont know why! I try to create the illusion of domestic perfection - homemade banana bread anyone? I rarely achieve half of what I set out to and mostly stuff lots of things in my cupboards. Out of sight out of mind! Mondays are also the days I get ratty with my husband for leaving things lying around and curse anyone who has ever bought any of my kids a lump of coloured plastic that I am now tripping over.

An item on my list is to be more organised which should alleviate this pain. My first step was to read a book which I heard about through the scary mommy blog - From Frazzled to Focused by Rivka Caroline (I am a sucker for this kind of thing). Despite the topic being housework I actually really enjoyed the book and it made sense. Setting aside time to be organised saves so much time and stress in the long run. A lot of the points in the book are fairly obvious but having them set out in one place focuses the mind. Rivka has 7 children so I will trust she knows what she is talking about! I will let you know how I get on " getting more organised".

I wish I had become more organised before now as I am now off to clean into the night and tackle ironing mountain. Hopefully next week things will change!

Vic x