I don’t know if you know this but I have super duper baby mind reading powers. Well, sometimes. I mean, a lot of the time I am also thinking WTF IS HAPPENING HERE when one of my kids does something strange, but occasionally I am totes ONE WITH THE BABY. Like when I am just nodding off at any given time of night and the baby is absolutely going to wake up and cry at that exact moment. We’re just so in tune with each other, you guys. Anyway, I thought I’d use my (sometimes faulty) mind reading super power to bring to you a post from the point of…
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Kez Gets Physical: Active Wear. When should we wear it?
So there’s this video going super viral at the moment. You might have seen it already. It’s funny. It’s clever… I mean, I laughed! But the thing is, I have a confession. I wear active wear. I exercise in it – promise! But sometimes I wear it all day before I can get a work out in and I don’t give a damn who has a problem with that! I don’t mind having a laugh at myself about it either. What normal person sees that in their future? Haha. Why do I wear it all day sometimes? Because hell, that’s what works for me. I am not going to compromise…
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Everyone’s a critic: If my home received a TripAdvisor* review.
image source So I was recently researching some overnight accommodation for my Misters (the Little Mister and Mr Unprepared) and I, as we briefly considered spending a night in the city. It would have been partly for convenience (Mr Unprepared has a big early morning bike ride coming up) and also for a bit of family fun. A chance to get out of our usual little home life bubble. Why not, hey? Kind of a staycation. Sadly, this never eventuated (too complicated)… But…the thing is, TripAdvisor does my head in. I wonder what the hell we did before we had this review system? We just *gasp* winged it?! Now, every…
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Facts that you probably didn’t (need to) know about me.
As you can see from my photo, I am verrrry mysterrrrrrious. Actually, I was at a wedding and one of the favours was a pretty little Chinese fan. Shhhh. *ahem* Right now I am experiencing day 239 (at least it feels like it) of stir craziness, due to the non stop gift that keeps on giving, which is the Little Mister’s winter day care illnesses. Which is a little frustrating when blogging about your life usually involves having one in the first place! So I thought I would just throw together a bunch of random facts about me. Because this is the one spot where everything can be all…
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I want one.
Last month, my brother went to Melbourne and I had to do some cat sitting for a few days (he was already cat sitting for my parents – so basically outsourcing his job – terrible). He told me that if I was so kind, he would bring me home a gift. It didn’t take me long to decide on what I wanted. image source It was perfect timing, really. This beautiful baby had just arrived at the Melbourne zoo! It’s like it was meant to be! I have always wanted a pygmy hippo. They’re so adorable. Hello, they’re like normal hippos but smaller! Like, they’re only 180-275kg when they’re…
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Kez Gets Physical: Some weeks are better than others.
I’m just gonna come straight out and admit that in the past week I have SUCKED at exercising. It started because the Little Mister was sick and I couldn’t get many moments to myself to do some great work outs. Then (of course), I started to fight off his cold too, which made me feel more drained and icky than usual. This did not do wonders for my motivational levels. Add a couple of later-than-usual dinner times (although it is not ideal I try to work out after an early dinner – the only time I can get to exercise daily) and a few bad work outs (endorphins – where…
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Toddler talk.
I have to be really honest and admit that BC (Before Child) I was really excited for the day I might have a toddler of my own, who just says the most ridiculous stuff. I dreamed of a child that would be my favourite comedy show, day in and day out. I imagined a life where I would be all, “HA HA HA. I CAN’T BELIEVE HE/SHE JUST SAID THAT. HILARIOUS!” every five seconds. Of course, I probably had quite the rose tinted visions of my future (that didn’t include tantrums over the most weird things or toilet training or me being interrupted EVERY GOD DAMN TIME I SPEAK), but…