Since I started blogging, I've found that I've been talking to myself quite a bit more. I have random thoughts about things that I feel would make excellent blog material. And then something happens, and I forget about it, and move onto the next crisis/bottom to be wiped/meal to be made&rejected. I end up with many small floating thoughts that aren't quite finished. Sometimes I feel I need to borrow Dumbledore's pensieve and wand so that I can extract my thoughts and tuck them away safely for when I have space and time to think about them properly.
Here are some of my unfinished thoughts from the last few days:
Solution to the war in Afghanistan:
British government worried that it's going to drag on and on? The solution is simple. Send in an army of sugar-fuelled 3 year old boys. Give them all permanent markers, pirate playmobil, several yoyos, playdough (slightly hardened on the edges but overly squishy in the middle like when it's been left not properly wrapped in a plastic bag for months) and some large, hard plastic farm animals. And a scooter each. Possibly throw in a marble run too. The taliban will flee for their lives. Afghanistan will think it's just experienced the second wave of shock & awe as metered out in Iraq, it will take their country years to rebuild itself but ultimately lives will be spared and all will be well.
Darwinism vs creationsism - what to tell an almost 5 year old:
'Mummy, how did horses come to be on the earth?'
'From their mummies?'
'Well where did the mummy horses come from?'
'From long ago.'
Hmmm...do we go for our regular Bible story of creation or do we go with Darwin's theory of evolution?
'Well son, there are two schools of thought. The first think that the world was created by God...'
Interrupted by: 'Mummy, how do you make glass?'
And thus ends that theological debate.
The mysteries of malt loaf:
Did you know that a single slice of malt loaf contains 104 calories (that's without it being spread thickly with butter and let's not forget that one slice of malt loaf is roughly the size of one quarter of a normal slice of bread)?
How do they make it taste soooo good?
Why does it stick in your teeth for so long? (possibly so that you can keep eating it all day and thus justify the calories?)
How come it can last for weeks and weeks without getting mouldy?
Having a third baby:
A client of mine told me today that she's expecting her third baby. Besides wanting the baby, she feels that it is a good way for her to stay in touch with her target market given her business is aimed at mums with babies. Now that is dedication to the cause. I should probably do the same really. Both as business research and because there's a slim chance that I could have a girl and holding an ickle baby again would be nice. But then there's the fact that we're so close to the end of the tunnel, outside of which is freedom. Freedom to walk long distances without whinging. Freedom of all excess paraphenalia required with babies and toddlers. Freedom to sleep in later than 6am. Freedom from Cbeebies. And the joy of not being woken a billion times at night. It's a mute point as husband has, you know, been sorted out. But it's the principle of it I felt was worth contemplating. Done that. Moving on.
My smooth forehead is gone forever. No amount of roll on moisturising flash balms will dewrinkle it. It's wrinkles or botox/surgery from here on in. Wrinkles it is then.
I'm sure I had other unfinished thoughts that will come to me the minute I finish this. But bathtime awaits.