When I was asked to review my nametags mr men and little miss name labels I was really excited. I take Mimi to lots of groups and there is always at least one other person with the same sippy or jacket as us so having a way of easily identifying our items is always a winner.
Quiet often when I go to bed my brain seems to go into overdrive. I start writing draft blog posts in my head or just thinking/worrying about really random stuff.
The other night I found my self worrying about Tom – do you remember him ? He was your first friend on MySpace, was he sitting over on MySpace all alone wondering where we all went? Waiting for us to come back, should I start a movement to get everyone using MySpace again? I felt genuinely bad for abandoning my MySpace page for Facebook – see I told you they was random!
Then there was the night I lay awake for almost an hour wondering why ants collect up their dead, by the time I had fallen asleep, I had imagined a very elaborate funeral ceremony with weeping widow ants, lots of flowers, a tiny ant grave yard, little ant funeral cars and obituaries read by loved ones around the open grave – I have always had a very vivid imagination!
FYI I googled the reason that ants collect their dead and it is no where near as exciting as I had imagined. They collect up the bodies because of a kind of ant OCD they don’t want dead ants in the nest so as soon as they smell a dead ant they automatically collect it and take it to the dead ant pile, but because ants are like little robots and this is action is triggered by smell they do it whether they are inside the ant colony or not. The dead ant pile is normally a separate chamber within the nest and so this is why they carry their dead back to the nest – I still prefer my version!
Please tell me I’m not alone and that you have strange thoughts when you are trying to get to sleep!
It’s a summers day, your walking down the road in a dress or maybe a pair of short shorts. A gentleman in a van gives you a beep beep, a whistle or maybe an oi oi !!! How do you feel? Does it give you a bit of a boost? Put a spring in your step? Or do you feel humiliated? Degraded? Harassed? This is something I have been thinking about since watching a feature on this morning the other day and also after digging my shorts out of habitation to make the most of the sun and heat.
At the end of last week, Grace had 3 high school induction days at the school she will be joining in September. We have had 2 nights of Lion King Jr. as the year 6 leavers production. On Monday she has sports day and on Wednesday she has her leavers assembley. She has just 4 days left at primary school. My baby is growing up into an amazing young lady and I am so proud but really not ready.