Katy sleeping in, surrounded by cat-shaped lumps.
Tag: slice of life
Beachside zen garden
Had some time on the beach with Bean today and I made a zen garden while Bean was playing. Then he saw what I’d done and promptly destroyed it. There’s a koan in there somewhere, but I’m not enlightened enough to spot it.
Setting up the garcony… or is that the balcorden
We astroturfed the balcony :-) it actually feels reeeeaaaaallly nice. And we have an apple tree, and flowers (orange, of course) and owls, and foo dogs, and the beginning of some veg boxes. Next step is to get a gas bottle for the BBC.
Sunny, lazy Sunday afternoon
Sitting on the beach right now, watching Bean making sandcastles, hoping he doesn’t get eaten by a swan, hearing other exasperated parents saying things like don’t throw rocks at the swans, leave that boy’s castle alone, you’re getting on my nerves… Not just me :-)
I keep saying things like she didn’t mean to, stop throwing sand, there’s enough beach for everybody…
Gorgeous weather though.
Edit
More pictures put online here: https://www.flubu.com/blog/pictures/morges_mar_2014/
Playing on the beach
Bean, Eamonn and Zoe were playing on the beach this past Sunday.
Quote of the day
Saw this on a random Tumblr blog. It hits very close to home at the moment, as I want to lose weight, get tattooed and feel hot… Which is not something you feel when you’re fat, old and bald.
Peso is getting friendlier
She’s getting a lot less skittish to pick up and handle and I think she’s actually enjoying it. The only thing though is that she’s not yelling “Human! Feed me, Human!” while Katy is in the UK with Bean.
How the Bean carries his kids
A good day
Today started a bit on the rocky side, but finished with a bang. My work efforts were recognised and we’ll received. I managed to achieve a personal work goal I’d set myself (get all the kbase services under nagios monitoring). When I got home, Katy had most of the fixings done for a v-day feast, all I had to do was cook the steaks and poach some eggs. We cracked open the nice bottle of gamay we got from le petit manoir and settled down for a night of movies. We watched an Omid Djalili stand up and Idiocracy – a movie so bad it circles all the way to good :-) then there was cheesecake. Ooooh, the cheesecake. Now there is bed.
But whyyyyyy, daddy?
He wanted to be just like me this morning, which included sleeping in our bed in jut his boxers, and then nicking my t-shirt.