Say it isn't so!!!!

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NOT MY JOHNNY!

Think happy thoughts... Lloyd Dobler, Lloyd Dobler, Lloyd Dobler...

Sorry... I know! I've been a bad bad blogger and there's just no excuse. So I'll pretend like nothing's happened, OK.

Life continues to flow like the uncontrolled and uncontrollable fast forward hurtle towards death that we all know it to be. I blink and another week or month has gone by. The children get taller and meaner. The carpet has more wear and tear. The washing machine never seems to stop.

But inbetween I do fit in cuddles and giggles with the monsters who rule our house. I manage a chat, a laugh and even the occasional dinner with great friends. The last few weeks I've even managed to drag myself to our in-house gym for a half hour, early morning workout. Big Jay and I continue to fight for our sanity breaks, paramount amongst them our weekly doses of Underbelly (WHAT are these people??!!), Dexter (Season Three better be round the corner or I may implode) and Gordon Ramsay's Kitchen Nightmares.

The Swans are central to our lives again (March through September!). It's never easy being a footy fan and they are keeping us on our toes. Last week's match against the Kangaroos was a brain-popping 64-64 tie. This Sunday's home game against Western Bulldogs should be a big one. It's at the SCG and we're hanging out to try the new-ish gourmet burger place which opened in Oxford Street last year.

So onto the big news of the week. BIG BROTHER 08. You're all aware of my mental illness in regard to BB so you'll all be aware of how fucking excited I am. We got started last night with the "new" BB - Kyle and Jackie O hosting (I'm sad and not sad to say goodbye to Gretel, probably her time had come). I'm not a fan of Kyle's but I'm willing to give it a go. So far I'm happy with the diversity of housemates. At least they're not all dumb, young, pert wannabes. Some are actual nutty opinionated normal looking people like the rest of us.

Without knowing any better I'll say that I like Travis (the one with the annoying voice and optimistic personality), Rina (the fiesty, little lady), Dixie (the Aboriginal mental health worker), Saxon (the fully nutbag alien believer) and Terri (the Pauline Hanson loving grandma). Mainly because these people seem to have some life experience, some strong personalities and a bit of get up and go. The others are young, (mostly) attractive and too cool for school. Of course I'm also super excited about Friday Night Live. Bring it on!

I will continue to maintain that he must have deserved it. Possibly he had suggested that Ryan O'Keefe is somewhat challenged in the downstairs area. Maybe there was a conflict of opinion about Therese Rein's (aka Mrs Rudd) wardrobe during the recent Prime Ministerial overseas jaunt. Either way there must have been a good reason for Barry Hall to loose his absolute friggin' mind and belt West Coast's Brent Staker. Otherwise the man who has god-like status in this household may need to take a step down on the hierarchy of immaculate beings we worship. Only a small step mind you... after all, it was a West Coast Eagles player...

In other Swans' related news we have won three out of four of our first games this season - all wins with big margins and the loss only by three points. Of course we now go into three big games (namely against Geelong and Western Bulldogs - both of whom are on fire baby) without Big Bad Bazza. May the force be with us.

Did I mention I picked 7 out of 8 in this week's AFL tipping? Who knew?

Sorry, I've been MIA lately. Just the usual not-enough-hours -in-the-day scenario. March was pure and simple crazy with my 40th and then two straight weekends away in a row plus concerts and normal life somehow fitted in inbetween.

Of course our first "quiet" weekend at home we decide to do up the kids' bedrooms. This involves numerous trips to Ikea and adairs and the mattress discount place in the back streets of Rhodes. Big Jay spends the day dismantling and putting together furniture and lugging things down to the garage (which is now at capacity). However, at the end of two exhausting days we end up with a very nice little kids' area. A much cooler big boy's room for Will, a very pretty room for the Grumpy Princess and a much neater looking TV room (thanks to the dad's early birthday present of a Sony flat screen tv for the kids - what every 3 and 9 year old need!).

Will's room.

There's still a desk to go in (but there's only so much Ikea DIY Big Jay can handle in one go).

The Grumpy Princess' new bed (there are three big useful drawers underneath and a trundle).

The "work" corner. A Grumpy Princess' work is never done.

The slightly blurry monsters who terrorise this house ("hi" Aunty!).