ugh sensible footwear

I bought a pair of Birkenstocks last week. I am disgusted with myself. But i had to buy them because all my awesome pre-baby strappy summer footwear is not compatible with pushing a pram uphill or walking long distances with a pram or walking quickly with a pram so basically the pram has screwed up my whole style sensibility.

i know some people like Birkenstocks (eg my sister) and i agree they are comfortable and last a long time but man they are a ugly piece of footwear that does your leg no favours. The last time i had Birkenstocks i was 19 and it was the late nineties and I thought they made me look alternative and grungy, in reality they just make you look like a lesbian.

So i tried to make them sexier buy buying a patent black pair but really everyone knows they are Birkenstocks and no amount of glitz is going to take away from the fact that they are an ugly piece of footwear.

Anyway they arrived and they were the wrong size because in my Birkenstock free years they have totally changed the sizing structure and now make two widths regular and wide and can i just say that if your foot was too wide for a Birkenstock you must be a hobbit because Birkenstocks are really wide. That's part of what makes them so un-sexy you just can not be delicate in a Birkenstock you have to clump around like a troll and they make your calves look huge, i don't know how but they do.

And i have just remembered another drawback to Birkenstocks they have a weird odour, not an unpleasant one just a bit weird. A bit like hay.

xxxxx

My baby is now one!

I look really pissed off (i was not)

Store bought birthday cake, it was kind of dry but it looked good. Also I gave Mackay some, he wasn't into it.

Inflatable cow! If only they made adult sized ones.

I was going to up load way more pictures but it took me about 2 hours and 300 failed attempts to do these three! My patience can't take adding any more photos, I am too old to fight with technology.

A year ago today...

i was in labour, I think or i was being induced or eating dinner or something. I can't really remember to be honest but i was definitely less than 24 hours away from becoming a mummy. And tomorrow Mackay turns one and we are having some friends over for champagne and cake. To celebrate mackay's birthday and to celebrate Jamie and I surviving the first year of his life with most of our sanity.

so pictures coming tomorrow and the great thing about him being one is that he doesn't know it's his birthday so tomorrow he will just wake up, make a mess with lots of wrapping paper, play with some new stuff, have his first ever bit of cake and then fall asleep. The perfect day I reckon.

Spot the difference

One of these people is Mackay and one is jAmie? can you tell which as which? That's right you can't because the backs of their heads are completely identical. Eye colour, hair colour all those things you think you child will inherit, but head shape, it never crossed my mind.

April showers? not in london my friends.

Mackay happy in his pushchair because i gave him some food, otherwise he would have been kicking off, big time.

Mackay checking out the flowers, this picture makes my bum look bigger than it's actual size. well at least i hope it does.

What an awesome month April has been, two four day weekends one after the other in brilliant sunshine. i don't think this has ever happened in london ever, I'm pretty sure it's a sign the world will end. We have been doing family activity all over london (of course I mean all over north west london, as mackay gets antsy if he is in his pushchair for more than 10 minutes) we have been to the zoo, a farm and so many parks and playgrounds that we all have tan lines.

Mackay turns one next week and we are having a party! no kids, just adults as he doesn't have any friends his own age, he's mature like that. To avoid all the cooking dramas I am hiring caterers, (a cleaner, a nanny and now caterers, I live a very aspirational lifestyle) Well i say I am getting caterers but i haven't heard back from anyone because everyone is away on the long weekend breaks. So we will just be drinking booze at this point. I am making Mackay a cake from the Australian's woman's weekly cake book. Not sure which one yet, I suspect the one that is easiest to make and hardest to screw up.

We have made a rule that he is only getting three presents from us, a fire engine, a scooter beetle thing and an inflatable cow. Awesome! Although what he would really like is my laptop, a pair of scissors and his dad's blackberry, none of which he is getting.

Also on Tuesday Jamie has the day of work and we have the nanny for the afternoon and we have booked her to babysit that night as well. Jamie and I will be completely alone from 2-10:30 (with a breif time in the middle when we come home and put the baby to bed) We haven't spent that much time alone together in about a year! For all those people who don't have kids this is no big deal but for anyone that does have kids (and doesn't live within driving distance of a kindly relative who loves to babysit) you will know that a big deal this is. We are going shopping and then bowling, it's a date from 1956!

In other exciting news a lady rang today and I did a phone survey, and it took half an hour. Jamie thought i was a fool, little did he know that someone asking my opinion these days on something urelated to Mackay is quite a rarity so I was happy to chat away for 31 minutes to Sarah from skyTV.

Okay better go Aaron and Emily are coming over for a bbq and I haven't prepared anything, lucky they are good friends and are pretty tolerant, I also haven't shaved my legs and am wearing a skirt. I am embarrassed but at the same time don't have the energy to remedy the situation.

xxxx

A diamond in the rough

Well it's another wednesday and once again I have nothing to say, will you feel sorry for me if I say my heart beats a little bit faster when the mail comes through the mail slot? That's right the mail is now a highlight of my day.

I know what is exciting, I got a bonus this year from my work which is ironic considering I actually haven't spent a day in there in the past year but because of the awesome uk maternity laws l am legally entitled to a bonus. Now before we get too excited, it's not massive but it's enough for me to get excited about so when the letter came Jamie and I had the following conversation.

'Awesome, I just got a bonus.'

'Well done, what are you going to spend it on?'

'Well I could buy something for you' (i was feeling generous because jamie always buys me a nice treat from his christmas bonus and i wanted to return the favour, you will see how I am rewarded for my generosity in a few seconds)

'You don't need to buy me anything.'

'i know but I want to'

'baby, your bonus is tiny compared to mine if i wanted to buy something i don't need your bonus.' (his exact words, patronising arse)

'Stop shitting on my bonus.'

'I'm no,t but just buy something for yourself, spend it all on yourself'

'But I want to share it with you.'

'I don't need it, I get my own bonus which is massive and makes yours look so tiny I couldn't see it with a microscope' (I am paraphrasing but you get the idea)

'How much is that apple computer thing you want to buy?'

'£890'

"Whoa, Okay I'll spend it on myself, good idea.'

So yesterday I went out and bought myself a diamond ring, can you believe it? with my own money all for me, all by myself I didn't even get anyone's opinion on it, i just saw it and ordered it. Now before you think what a lucky spoilt girl just remember a few things, my fanny got infected and burst open last year (yes feel sorry for me I will be pulling that sob story out for years to come) also the mail is the highlight of my day, the highlight!

xxx

By popular demand ...

Mackay walking! hope it works as I am using my new computer, new video camera thing and a new computer program and export it and all sorts of malarkey, and jamie and I just had a technology based fight about it which always gets a bit heated.