Saturday, November 17, 2007

Yesterday and Today.


Did my washing yesterday! I've been making the boys use these for their lunches. The theory is that over time we'll save money on Glad wrap by reusing these. Plus we're saving the planet, which is an agreeable bonus.


Every time I hang these out on the line I have a chuckle about a conversation I had with my friend Ian. He was visiting, and I brought him outside to see the veggie garden. He saw the bags on the line, stopped dead and asked in a horrified tone, "My God Frogdancer, what are you doing?"

"They're for the kids' lunches," I said. "I just wash them out and reuse them."

"Thank God for that," he said. "I thought you were selling drugs!!!"

Something I'm SO not into, let me hasten to add.


Yesterday went pretty much according to plan. Brennan waited patiently until I'd finished making the breakfast pancakes (he ate 5) and then asked me if now was a good time for me to teach him to knit. He got the hang of it surprisingly quickly, and he's knitted about 12 rows of his North Melbourne footie scarf. We went through the stages of knitting so tightly that he couldn't get the needle through the loop, to knitting so loosely that the stitches slipped off the end of the needle if you looked at it sideways, dropping stitches and looping extra loops to create unintended extra stitches, but by the end of a couple of hours of work he was garter stitching away as happily as you'd like to see. He'd keep coming back to it and knitting more. Even at this early stage he's discovering knitting's uncanny ability to be addictive.


Until the phone rang at 1.30. It was James, one of Brennan's friends, wanting to know if he was still coming to the party (Luna Park and a sleepover) that started half an hour before. Oops. The knitting gone thrown aside, and he was packed and out the door (though we had to go back for his sleeping bag that he left on the kitchen bench). James' mother works at the same school I do, and she's lovely. She opened the door with the words, "So, English teachers can't read numbers on an invitation?" If she was a Maths teacher that would mean war, ("Them's fightin' words!!!") but she's also English. I had a quick look at the new reno they've done (upper storey, new kitchen and rumpus room.... really gorgeous) and then I was back to keep an eye on young Study Guy, previously known as Jack.


He's done a lot of work this weekend. He started off yesterday with 'Romeo and Juliet'. His teacher told me what she'd told the class to do to prepare, so we talked about the play and I helped him look for short snappy quotes and I showed him how to embed them in his sentences. I was really pleased by his depth of understanding of the play. His teacher has really taught them well (or maybe it's just pure natural ability.... she starts laughing hysterically... the kid loves numbers and only reads a book if its stapled into his hands). He wrote quite a good essay, with me standing over him and reminding him to expand on his points. He doesn't show enough detail, and that's been his downfall in English this year.


His Science cheat sheet was the afternoon's work, and I think he also did some work on History. His English and History exams are tomorrow, and Maths and Science are on Tuesday. Then he's a free man. Until Year 11 Orientation week in December. (I wonder how much housework I can get him to do when he's at home all day? Hmmmm....)
I finally mowed the lawn yesterday. The whipper snippering didn't get done, so some parts of the garden look as if they're growing a fringe around the outskirts, but at least the long wavy grass is a thing of the past. My Roma tomato plant that I put in 2 weeks ago is growing a couple of tiny tomatoes, so that was all very exciting. I went and bought some salad things for dinner, and the cucumber was really spongy. Edible, but nothing like the ones we were eating last year from the garden. I can't wait until we're eating our own again. (I went out and put some extra shower water run off on the cucumber plants, just to give them a bit of encouragement.)
This morning was very pleasant. It was raining, so I didn't have to get up at the crack of dawn to water. I sat up in bed knitting the afghan (mmmm, the afghan) and getting enthused about it again. I'm just a few rows off being half way through. 4 balls down, 4 to go. It's already looking large, so who knows how many tv watching Frogdancers it'll be able to shelter next year when it's finished? Twenty seven or so is my guess.
So far today I've made 4 cakes, hung out 2 loads of washing, picked up Brennan and had a coffee with James' Mum, knitted 13 rows of the afghan and started mixing up a huge batch of biscuit mix. The dogs are NOT smelling deodorised and homogenised, so I'll be hurling them into the laundry trough soon and ruining their day. I want to make some more leek and potato soup, because the leeks are looking thick and yummy, and I'll freeze them. We have one more caulie that needs eating, so tonight will be macaroni cheese and cauliflower cheese night. Come to think of it, I'd better go out and feed the budgies. I'm sure they'll appreciate it. It's been two days since my last visit. (Don't worry, I'm fairly sure they're both still alive. I saw them from the kitchen window this morning. They were on a perch, not lying down on the bottom of the cage with their pathetic little feet stuck imploringly in the air, so I think that's a good sign.)
Molly and Murphy are having a very different morning. I gave them both a bone yesterday, and I think the strain of guarding their bones from both the cats and each other has told. That's Murphy on his back. If I could include the oceanic rumbling of Molly's snoring, I would.


10 comments:

Karen (miscmum) said...

Great Blog! I love the Drug line your friend had. Priceless!

Scott said...

Hey Frogmeister,
Molly and Murphy look so adorable - they are about as cat-like as dogs can be right? ie. lots of naps and laps? I really want one!

Frogdancer said...

Scott: You really need two.

Maybe three.....

Karen: Thanks. Yes, he said that last summer, but it's one of those lines that I know I'll remember when I'm 80. Being mistaken for a drug baron: that's one of the perils of living a renewable lifestyle that they don't warn you about....

Dollfinn! said...

LOLOL at the bags and the friend. You have more patience than me, i cant think of anything worse than having to hang bags out on the line, I think i will stick to tupperware sandwich keepers.

Frogdancer said...

Dolfinn: Just between you and me.... I hate washing the bags out. It's a job I just don't look forward to, so on Fridays after school I chivvy the kids until I've got every single bag they've used so I can do them all in one fell swoop. Trouble is, I've bought the bags, so now I'm committed.

Stacey (Sheeps Clothing) said...

Its nice to see I'm not the only one re-using the snap lock bags! I dry mine inside though - to avoid the local users knocking on my door in the middle of the night.

Frogdancer said...

Wouldn't they be like snowdroppers? Isn't that what you call creeps who steal undies from clotheslines?
What would be the appropriate name for people who steal ziplock bags?
Snowbaggers...
Bagdroppers...
Zipdroppers...

M said...

Well done to your son for knitting. My little ones are novice knitters; they make lots of mistakes but love the cosiness of a family 'knitting circle'.

I think all kids should be taught to knit at school, say year 1, like the 'olden days' when they knitted socks for the 'war effort'. Great for their fine motor. Maybe I'll start a movement.

M said...

PS. Cacked myself about the drugs!

I started out with the noble intention of washing out the ziploc bags but my kids just throw them in the bin at school. Last week my son even threw out an icepack which I put in a ziploc bag to keep his lunch cool.... but then he's only 7.

River said...

I'm a ziplock bag washer too. I rinse them in the hot soapy water when I'm doing the dishes, then rinse them in a small ice cream bucket of cold water, peg them out. Rinse water is thrown under the grape vine which is in a pot and very small yet.