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Storage room cleaned! Go us! The miracle has happened, both Spouse and I can now stand INSIDE the storage room, IN THE SAME TIME! I don't think this phenomenon has been sighted after we moved in here eight years ago *marvels* The overflow stuff has been either dumped or shipped to the innocent teenage daughters of a workmate, who at some point let it slip that his daughters both sell and buy at flea markets, as a hobby. Or rather, his theory of it was that they go to flea markets to swap their crap to some other crap, but as long as their hobby didn't require any financial support from his part, he was quite okay with it. See? Our cleaning frenzy supports young Finns in their worthwhile activities! And, heh, who else would have been willing to take sixty pairs of used shoes, a pair of miniature ice skates, a toddler sized kick bike, two dozen winter overalls and three life vests in size teeny-tiny?
As a side effect of this we've found a new way to torment our children. We haven't paid enough attention so far but apparently cuddling on the sofa is okay (if slightly repulsing), hugs (if innocent enough) are tolerated but any sort of kissing in front of the kidlets will immediately be met with double-gagging and a duet of "EWWWWWWW!". Which of course means that we've been kissing a lot in front of the kids lately. Yes. One has to find ones entertainment SOMEWHERE!
Also, having been feeding ourselves with our own cooking for weeks now, I finally got fed up and made a list of foods our family eats. It was no surprise to me at all that my list stopped at #20; as picky as we all are there simply aren't any more dishes that all of us would tolerate. It's starting to get rather boring though, to cook the same twenty things over and over again, so I can't wait until the kids will reach The Age where plain ole meatballs will be met with sniffs and muttered "how plebeian!". Oh! All the sea food and exotic far east ingredients! Just you wait! We'll soon get there! In the meanwhile, you parents of non-teenage children: does your offspring happily munch whatever mushrooms and fish bits you shove in front of them? Or are they too eating their twenty approved dishes and nothing else? (And honestly, why on earth is cucumber okay, but squash is immediately spotted and despised with all of their ickle hearts? Isn't it basically the same thing??!!)
The world of computer games is honestly too baffling. I stopped playing after I got rid of my severe Civilization addiction (okay, the birth of two kids might have had something to do with it too: if you have about one hour a day as "your own time", in four fifteen minute bits, computer games are truly not the thing you want to spend them with). Katrina begged, pleaded and finally batted her eyelashes enough in the direction of Granny, so now she's the happy owner of (WHAT!!!) Sims 2 IKEA Stuff pack! Really! A pack with IKEA furniture for Sims! *boggles*. What will we have next? A H&M stuff pack so that we can dress our Sims in Nordic mass market clothing? Tesco stuff pack so that Sims can eat healthy Tesco food?
Katrina has also been making noises about getting a Nintendo DS game called Cooking Guide, which apparently is a step-by-step cook book for Nintendo. Grannies both of course have met her eye batting with their own approving noises about this purchase, so I'm sure sooner or later we'll be trying to cook with imperial measurements from a tiny screen jabbering away the instructions in English. Now, who do you think will be doing the actual cooking part? And just how many fish bits and shiitake mushrooms will the girls be willing to eat IF the instructions came from a pink Nintendo DS? :D
And this ends my fascinating report of the lives of suburban wives on vacation. Next week I'll be reporting about the fascinating lives of suburban wives back in office life *phew*.
As a side effect of this we've found a new way to torment our children. We haven't paid enough attention so far but apparently cuddling on the sofa is okay (if slightly repulsing), hugs (if innocent enough) are tolerated but any sort of kissing in front of the kidlets will immediately be met with double-gagging and a duet of "EWWWWWWW!". Which of course means that we've been kissing a lot in front of the kids lately. Yes. One has to find ones entertainment SOMEWHERE!
Also, having been feeding ourselves with our own cooking for weeks now, I finally got fed up and made a list of foods our family eats. It was no surprise to me at all that my list stopped at #20; as picky as we all are there simply aren't any more dishes that all of us would tolerate. It's starting to get rather boring though, to cook the same twenty things over and over again, so I can't wait until the kids will reach The Age where plain ole meatballs will be met with sniffs and muttered "how plebeian!". Oh! All the sea food and exotic far east ingredients! Just you wait! We'll soon get there! In the meanwhile, you parents of non-teenage children: does your offspring happily munch whatever mushrooms and fish bits you shove in front of them? Or are they too eating their twenty approved dishes and nothing else? (And honestly, why on earth is cucumber okay, but squash is immediately spotted and despised with all of their ickle hearts? Isn't it basically the same thing??!!)
The world of computer games is honestly too baffling. I stopped playing after I got rid of my severe Civilization addiction (okay, the birth of two kids might have had something to do with it too: if you have about one hour a day as "your own time", in four fifteen minute bits, computer games are truly not the thing you want to spend them with). Katrina begged, pleaded and finally batted her eyelashes enough in the direction of Granny, so now she's the happy owner of (WHAT!!!) Sims 2 IKEA Stuff pack! Really! A pack with IKEA furniture for Sims! *boggles*. What will we have next? A H&M stuff pack so that we can dress our Sims in Nordic mass market clothing? Tesco stuff pack so that Sims can eat healthy Tesco food?
Katrina has also been making noises about getting a Nintendo DS game called Cooking Guide, which apparently is a step-by-step cook book for Nintendo. Grannies both of course have met her eye batting with their own approving noises about this purchase, so I'm sure sooner or later we'll be trying to cook with imperial measurements from a tiny screen jabbering away the instructions in English. Now, who do you think will be doing the actual cooking part? And just how many fish bits and shiitake mushrooms will the girls be willing to eat IF the instructions came from a pink Nintendo DS? :D
And this ends my fascinating report of the lives of suburban wives on vacation. Next week I'll be reporting about the fascinating lives of suburban wives back in office life *phew*.