Friday, April 8, 2011

A fishy sort of breakfast !

Just had fishsticks for breakfast. Further proof that nothing is ever done the traditional way here. Actually, it's just the product of being a night owl who doesn't get to bed until about five in the morning. I woke up at around two in the afternoon, and the better part of the day was spent planning and budgeting for our mini getaway to Sleep Hollow.

The sixteenth and the seventeenth of this month the Philipsburg manor will be doing its annual Sheep to Shawl event. There will be sheep there, of course, and Punky will be lucky if she's able to pry me away from them at the end of the day. No one really knows how I feel about sheep. I may love them more than I love Halloween and most people know how I feel about that. More info on Sheep to Shawl can be found at  in case I suddenly wake up famous and thousands of people read my blog.

We also prepped The Brat on our upcoming field trip. This seems to work wonders for us all, and is our new drug of choice. It gives him something to look forward to, and he doesn't feel like he's being left out of the loop or being kept in the dark, which is a harsh thing for him since he's a curious little thing. That's what we did for the trip to the aquarium. He got to visit the website, see pictures of the exhibits, and behaved wonderfully.

Punky is the tiniest bit let down that this means that we can't surprise him with things, as again he is nosy and doesn't like not being told where he's being taken, but I think that his behavioral improvements are worth giving up on surprises. At least temporarily.

Our financial situation is looking good and we're trying to keep it that way, despite shopping around for a new camera since ours is busted and possibly looking into some pantry shelves. The key will be to balance our spending with a bit of belt tightening anywhere we can manage it.

Alas... Punky calls.. more blogging later.



  1. I can totally relate to The Brat on this one. I do not like surprises. In fact "No Surprises Please" is my motto.

    I don't think there's any pathology related to it, it's just the way I am. Although I absolutely HATE when I balloon pops and always have. (come to your own conclusions about that one.)

    I like to be prepared for as much as one can in life. Since this isn't always an option, I insist on being prepared when at all possible. I like time to imagine what it will be like, and, more importantly I like not having to imagine (worry about) what's going to happen. If I know what's going on I can, if necessary, make a plan B, another very important part of my planning :)

    So I applaud how you are approaching this issue with The Brat and I'm sure it's giving him a great feeling of security, so important for kids and adults alike!

  2. Fish sticks -'s all good for breakfast. :0)
    The Sheep to Shawl event sounds like fun. And I think you're doing the right thing by giving the Brat info on what you have planned. It makes him feel like he is part of the family and is part of the decision making process. Something all too often kids are left out of.

  3. Thank you both for the kind words. The Brat happens to be away this weekend, at the house of he who shall not be named. Even Voldemort would think my ex was a creep. Still, it's nice to have encouraging words when it comes to this whole parenting thing. Our social circle is quite a small one since our family is a pride of lions. All three of us are tempermental leos... and well.. you know how that can go.

    There aren't many occasions when I get any feedback in life, positive or negative, so I'm really grateful to both you wonderful ladies.

    More blogging to come later...