Well I've been doing the Spring cleaning and was horrified when I decided to clean down the shelves in the larder cupboard. I went to lift the little stacking can shelves unit only to discover that it was horbouring somehting so foul and disgusting that I gagged.
The unit appeared to be glued to the shelf, I prized it off with a disturbing sucking noise. A foul stench assulted my nose and brown gloop went glop!
Some how, dont ask me how! Insects of verious types seemed to have drown in condesation in the cavity space underneith the unit. How they got in there I do not know as there didnt seem to be any residences in there whilst I was cleaning (as in live ones). It wasnt just one type of insect either (ok look I'm a scientist I looked and prodded ok) - how they got under there I do not know.
They had superated and fermented and turned - well ickky!
It was disturbing and resulted in me going for a bit of over kill in cleaning the cupboard including throwing away open packets of things - this was a bit silly as there hadnt been a smell or anything until I broke the surface tension that had sealed the unit onto the shelf. I then washed the entire cupboard and disinfected it etc...
It was Mank of the highest kind.
Wednesday I felt very sad - the gradule take over of the Beaver Colony by One of the perants happened very rapidly. Less than two weeks and I stupidlt felt sad and a bit rentful instead of relieved as I should have.
I think I had become too attatched to the kids, what made me the most upset was the thought that I wouldn't get to see them until they are Scouts which of course is stupid as a)I'm still supposed to hoover around Beavers for now and b) Al runs Cubs so I'm going to see them as Cubs and the fist ones go up to Cubs in April.
It was a strange emotional reaction I completely wasn't prepeared for!
Still this will reduce the amount of time Scouting is currently taking up which is to be frank too much but then we were running 3 sections between the two of us and that really is not sustainable for any length of time!
No one will call me Otter now though :'(
It keeps looking at me - honest!!!
I came into the lounge area to find it sitting there watching my every movement - unfortunatly it is Jeans favourite teddy but then she liked Demonic rabbit and the Exocist doll. Ok so I have issues with certain toys ok - at least no clowns have appeared yet!
But I mean look at it! Doesnt it just say - I'm going to flay your flesh as soon as the lights go out and my eyes will glowred as I slowely approach you. shudders
Jean is coming on in leaps and bounds!
Uhoh - means I'm dropping this object or I'm back on my bottom when I should be standing etc...
Babeee - means anything that you cuddle especially teddy bears and cats.
Shooosh - means shoes, socks and trousers, presumably becuase they all go on or over her feet!
Door - seems to mean any componenet of a building so doors, windows, walls and floors!
Ubbish - is the latest and appeares to mean rubbish and is also code word for I dont want this peice of yummy any more mummy.
Her walking is really good! And the nursery commented on it and apparently she hadnt been walking there at all - now she objects if shes not walking! Also she now had ideas about where she wants to go. If you try and steer her in another direction she just sits down!
Here are some cute pictures!
Jean has also discovered the whole blowing nose thing! If you start blowing you nose she wrinkles hers up and huffs, she will also insist on having a piece of tissue that she holds somewhere in the region of her mouth and nose and huffs on it - general just ending up eating half of it! But the really sweet thing (ok I'm her adoring perant ok) is that she will try and blow your nose for you by holding the tissue to your face.
This is a photo of her trying to blow Minnis nose, she also subjects the kittens and many of her toys to the same treatment!
She also regually sits and pretend to be eating or possibly cooking, she even puts imaginary things in the bowls and attempts stiring and if your really lucky she tries to feed it too you. This is infantly more tasty and pleasant than when she sttempts to feed you her fishermans pie etc... Or when she tries to share her beef cassorole with Al!
She is feeding herself really well too although I did come in to find she was weebabixing the cats with squeals of joy as they proceeded to eat it off of each others backs!
Domestic, Sarah | sarah | 
Fri 2nd Feb 2007 10:50 pm | 
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