Showing posts with label meme. Show all posts
Showing posts with label meme. Show all posts

Wednesday, 25 July 2012

The Olympic Meme

I think there's a fairly big event starting this Friday.  I can't be sure, but I'm almost certain I've seen the odd couple of adverts around.  A sporting event I think.  Could be wrong.

I'm not the sporting sort that will be glued to the television for the next two weeks taking in every heat of every event.  Not least because that would appear somewhat ironic.  I will enjoy watching some of it to enjoy the spectacle, to cheer on my country and because I won't have much choice in the matter if lovely husband has any say in the matter.  But I will spend most of the time doing what I usually do, living life, tackling the ironing pile, carving out two minutes to wash my hair and, of course, writing.

I have been tagged by Trouble Doubled to take part in the Olympic Meme.  My answers may or may not be similar to yours.  Either way; enjoy.  

1) If every day tasks were Olympic events what would you get a gold medal in?

Getting two wriggling girls up, dressed, fed, watered, teeth brushed, hair up, uniform on (and clean) to school, on time, with reading book read and dinner money cheque, permission slip for trip, spelling book, homework, show and tell submission, sunhat/raincoat, water bottle and PE kit all in appropriate bags, day after day after day after day.  That definitely deserves a medal.


2)   As a child (or now even) did you excel at a particular sport and if so which one?

Unlike Trouble Doubled I did not excel at sport at school.  I started dance classes at the age of 5 years old and was, and still am, a bit of a wimp when it comes to team sports that involve throwing and catching balls.

In fact I distinctly remember, in a tennis lesson on holiday in my twenties, being taught to actually watch the ball and realising with something of an epiphany, that I'd been closing my eyes at the crucial catch/hit moment for years.  Having children at school throw balls at my face that I couldn't catch didn't endear me to sport of any kind.  Of course, when I'd learnt to catch the ball and got over myself it was far far too late, and no one was going to throw the ball in my direction anyway, making it all fairly dull. 

I chose instead to became a very good daisy chain maker out on the Rounders field.

However, Trampolining was a 'sport' at my secondary school on the basis that you could choose it for PE options in the fifth year, and so I claim that it is indeed Trampolining that I excelled at.  I say excel; what I actually mean is 'didn't suck'.

 3)   Michael Phelps (swimmer) or Michael Johnson (runner) – which sport appeals to you more?



Probably running.  I've never been a strong swimmer and I have an unnatural urge to breathe in whilst under the water, making it difficult to swim properly without trying to drink the pool in the process.  Additionally it was swimming that aggravated a condition I had last year called Bornholms disease (Devils Grip) so I don't associate very well with it as a sport. 



I could run; but not for long.  I suspect 100m would have to be my sport simply because I couldn't keep going much longer than that. 

To get any kind of speed up I'd have to request they placed a double chocolate gateaux at the finish line!

4)   How fast can you get out of bed and ready to go out the door if miss the alarm and sleep in?

Depends if I need to get the girls ready too.  If we've all slept in, then I can do it in about 40 minutes including my shower, their teeth and a minimum fruit-based transportable eat-in-the-car breakfast, maybe less if I've prepped the night before.  In reality I need about 90 minutes from 6.45am until 8.15am, especially for impromptu turns of events.

5)   What fantasy sport would you like to see made into an Olympic event?

How about Smurf Vegetable Harvesting.  I am getting pretty good at that.  Along with catching a fish with a red box, hitting a post with a hammer precisely on cue, and mixing potions.  The IPad has a lot to answer for.

6)   Claim to fame time – Have you ever met an Olympian and who was it?

Errrr..... No.  Closest I've got was buying my car from the same dealership that Jessica Ennis bought hers (apparently)

7)   What event in past Olympics can you remember most vividly?

Is it really bad that I can't particularly remember any?  I remember the names; Seb Coe, Ben Johnson, Flo Jo, Eddie the Eagle....but couldn't tell you what year's they competed, nor exactly where they came.  I blame this on a severe lack of news watching as a child.  I used to go straight from school to dance class, probably 4 times a week, until 9pm, and any other time was taken up doing homework or watching Top of the Pops.  I wasn't particularly interested in it.  (shock horror!)

8) Tuning in at home? Not for me or tickets clamped ready in sweaty palms?

To be honest I'm still not a major fan of athletics or sport in general.  I enjoy it, but I don't stop my life to fit it in.  I'm a little uncomfortable with the cost of the Olympics bearing in mind the financial problems the country, finds itself in, but I'm hoping all the advantages will outweigh the costs.

I'm looking forward to the 100m men's final, purely because that it sporting prowess at it's most basic.  It's the one everyone can attempt from the moment you learn to run.  Who can run the fastest.  Pure and simple.

Other than that I will probably see whatever the rest of my family choose to watch on TV, and if they didn't, I probably wouldn't bother.  And before you all start mentioning patriotism, I'll ask this - did you watch the World Ballroom Championships, or the World Poker Championships?  Or the Ice Hockey? Or the Cricket?  Or the Rugby World Cup?  I support my country, absolutely.  I just have a lot of things to fill my time, and spending 2 weeks in front of the television won't form part of it.

9)   Who do you think most deserves a gold medal (any walk of life not just Olympians)

My husband.  He works so hard and is taken for granted by all his peers and employees and then he comes home and smiles and helps with the washing and the cooking, and reads bedtime stories for the children. 

I love him.  He's my gold medallist.


Feel free to take part in the Olympic discussion by adding your thoughts via the Comments option below, or answering the questions on your blog should you have one.  Since we are so close to the big event I won't tag anyone directly for fear of putting them under too much of a time pressure! 

Saturday, 7 July 2012

Why Why Why Why Why?

Our 3 year old is in the Why? stage.

Picture credit: thewhyfoundation.org
"Oh look sweetheart", I observe as we leave the house yesterday morning, "it's rained so hard that the puddles are really big."

"Why?" she responded, with that tone that you start to hate.  You know what I mean.  With the inflection at the end and an elongated i sound.

My reaction included a longer than usual blink, a frown and a sigh all rolled into one.

"Oh dear, it's starting to rain fast now.  Let's get inside quickly."

"Why?"

My reaction?  A longer than usual blink, a frown, a sigh and an additional shake of my head for good measure.  These whys are not helping me look yummy at all!

But what why questions would I ask her?

Why are you telling me you're too tired to get your pyjamas on one minute, but are leaping around on your bed, full of beans, the next?
 
Why do you randomly take off all your clothes and abandon them at different places across the house?  Are you playing hide and seek with them?

Why did you like cheese yesterday, but hate it today?

Why do I have packets of raisins in every handbag, clutch bag, rucksack and holdall in the house?

Why does your hair never look like I've brushed it?

Why does my hair never look like I've brushed it?

Why do I have to remind you that it's pyjamas, brush teeth, brush hair, BEFORE, story and song time, every single night, despite the fact that we've been doing the same routine since you were born?

Why do you decide it's bath time at 8am in the morning just before it's time to leave for school?

Why do I quote Daddy Pig?

Why do I find myself humming Chi-Chi-Wah* at work and having to stop myself sticking out my tongue?

Why do you never respond to my questions the first time, making me repeat myself over and over again?

Why do you never respond to my questions the first time, making me repeat myself....? Oh pants.


Have you got any WHY? questions you'd ask your children?  Please add them to the comments below; I'd love to hear them.

This post is my response to Mummy Central's Why? Meme.  Thanks to Louise at A Strong Coffee for tagging me.  If you'd like to join in, feel free!  Either add your questions by commenting below, or write your own post and link up!

*It's a very amusing and highly infectious song that appears to be a staple of European holiday resort kids discos across France and Spain. Google search results seem to indicate it's a Spanish song, but the version my children learnt in France was the Dutch version.  We then had a German version in Spain.  Confused?  Me too.


Sunday, 25 March 2012

The Ultimate Britmums Live Linky

I’m going to BritMums Live
Claire at mummy blog "A Boy with Aspergers" is hosting the ultimate Britmums Live Linky.  This is where she gets to set a batch of questions for us to answer in the interests of a bunch of bloggers getting to know each other better.  Britmums Live is a conference, held in June, for British mummy bloggers.  This year will be my first year attending and I am stupidly excited.

I've been blogging here for nearly 3 years now, but have only recently started networking with other bloggers.  It's an interesting learning curve and it's improving the way I blog (I think?  Please let me know if it's not and why!)

So, in order to not feel quite so 'new girl' like when I get there in June I am joining in the Linky.  Here it goes!

Q1.  What's your blog title/url and how long have you been blogging?

I blog at Yummy Mummy? Really? intentionally about how on earth we can still be yummy whilst also being a mummy, but realistically about a whole host of parenting stuff!  I've been doing it since August 2009.

Q2.  Will Britmums Live be your first blogging conference?

YES.  (quivers in the corner)

Q3.  Did you bag yourself a sponsor?

Nope.  I haven't really developed any kind of brand relationships yet, so I'm paying for it myself.  I'm sacrificing some of the shoe budget!  It must be serious!

Q4.  Are you attending both days?

Yes.  Bring it on.

Q5.  What are you most looking forward to about the conference?

Meeting other bloggers in person, that I have so far only chatted with online.  Oh, and hopefully getting lots of tips to ensure this blog provides a great source of entertainment for it's readers!

Q6.  Are you wearing Branded clothing? (your sponsors brand)

Nope.  I refer you to Q3.


Q7.  What is your planned style for this event?

I was thinking probably smart.  I'm a big fan of tailoring, so maybe trousers and my favourite Ted Baker top.  Now there's a brand I wouldn't mind working with... hint hint!  (Tried to link to the top but it's last season, so no longer on their website... sorry folks!  It'll have to be a surprise.)

Q8.  Are you hoping to be nominated for a Brilliance in Blogging (BiB) Award?

I was, but unfortunately the nominations are now closed, and I wasn't.  If anyone is surprised by this, please feel free to rectify matters by clicking on the Mad Blog Awards nominations link instead over to the right!

Q9.  If so, what category?

See Question 8.  Perhaps Family Fun?  Not sure I quite qualify for Fashion and Beauty!

Q10.  Will you be looking to network with Brands?

It would be nice.  I'd love to work with a couple of beauty product brands, and maybe be able to offer some giveaways and competitions on the blog.

Q11.  What do you hope to walk away with, having gained from the conference?

An improved understanding of how to provide the best blog I can to my readers.

Q12.  Will you be dressing up in the toilet for the Friday night BiBs?

Now here's an area in which I excel.  Short time frame; no space; limited access to working hairdryers.  I can definitely get ready in those circumstances.  I'll have everything I need in my special Mary Poppins bag, including a gorgeous non-crease frock and killer heels.



Yeah right!

Q13.  Are you speaking at the conference, and if so, when, where, and how do you feel about doing so?

Not officially.  I suspect I won't stop talking though.

Q14.  Will you be joining the early morning bloggercise on Saturday?

Let me think about this?  Get out of bed earlier than is necessary on the one night of the year I don't have children walking me up at the crack of dawn?  I don't think so!

Q15.  What speakers are you most looking forward to listening to?

Nickie at I am Typecast.  She's been really helpful and I can't wait to hear what she has to share.

Q16.  What workshops will you be attending on the Friday (day 1)?

No idea.  I still can't decide.  Can I clone myself and attend them all?


Q17.  What workshops being held on the Saturday have grabbed your attention?

See Question 16!


Q18.  Are you booked into a hotel for the Friday night?  If so which one?

I am!

Q19.  Will you be looking for after party drinks?

Who's paying?  I am a Northerner you know!

Q20.  Are you worried about not knowing anyone, or being confident and socialising on the day?

I did a Performing Arts Degree.  What do you think?


Q21.  What are you most likely to be found doing whilst attending Britmums Live?

Drinking coffee and eating biscuits.  There will be some, won't there?

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The rules say I now need to tag three more people; so here it goes:

Luci at Mother. Wife. Me. 
Trish at Mums Gone to
Susannah at A Modern Mother  (because although I thought she''d have already have done this.. she hasn't yet!?)

I absolutely understand if you aren't able to take part for whatever reason ladies.  If you can, then you'll need to click here to add your Meme to the main Linky!  Regardless, I will look forward to hopefully meeting you all at the conference!

Friday, 16 March 2012

A Mother's Day Meme

I have never been tagged in a Meme before.  In fact, three months ago that sentance would have made no sense to me at all.  For all those readers out there that don't know, an internet 'meme', according to Wilipedia, is apparently "an idea that is propagated through the World Wide Web."

In this case, the lovely mums at the More Than a Mum blog initiated a meme in celebration of Mother's Day.  I am lucky enough to have been tagged by Mother.Wife.Me to take part.

The idea is to answer a set of questions on motherhood; so here it goes!  I have tried to be completely honest.

Describe motherhood in three words

Difficult.  Rewarding.  Incredible.


Does your experience differ from your mother's?  How?

Yes, definitely.  My mother had me when she was 23 years old, almost 10 years younger than when I had my first child.  I think she probably had more energy as a result.

And she had me in the 70s, when a lot of baby advice was very different.  For example; feeding was strictly four-hourly back then.  These days the advice varies considerably between health professional, with advice flexing depending on the age of the baby, their weight and health.  When initially breastfeeding some say two-hourly is appropriate.  The raft of advice from family, friends, the internet and books supplementing and often conflicting with that of your particular health visitor, makes it a confusing time to raise your first child.  My impression is that it was a lot more straight forward in the 70s.  Sometimes too many cooks spoil the broth.

What's the hardest thing about being a mum?

The responsibility.  It's no longer just about keeping yourself safe from harm.  Now it's about protecting another being.  Not only protecting them, but also bringing them up correctly.  Trying to ensure they grow up to be responsible, curteous, unselfish, polite, happy, energetic and able to look after themselves.

If I think about it too much, the responsibility freaks me out!

What's the best thing?

Seeing their joy.  When they smile at me it's the best feeling in the world.

How has it changed you?

Immeasurably for the better.  I now hold reserves of patience I never envisaged being possible.  I am less selfish, more relaxed, more tired (but in a nice way) and I finally understand what I put my parents through!  You don't know until you have your own children.

What do you hope for your children?

That they will by happy and contended.  I hope we manage to bring them up as well as my parents did me.

What do you fear for them?

I fear that human's aren't learning from our mistakes.  I fear that human's need to constantly use violence to solve problems will have catastrophic consequences.  And I fear that the planet may well be fed up with us sooner than we'd like to think.

More locally; I fear that I won't be able to teach them some lessons.  That I'll have to sit back and watch them learn for themselves, sometimes painfully.  And I hope I can be there for them whenever they need me.

What makes it all worthwhile?

 Their smiles. And their hugs; when they hold me so tight and I don't want them to let go!


And there we go!

And so, I understand I now have to tag five others, who tag five more in turn and so on.  Don't forget to come back to this page and let me know how you've got on!

I tag:

Emma Lee-Potter at A House with no Name
Jo at Slummy Single Mummy
Laura at Chez Mummy
Jules at Mummy Needs Coffee
Mum of all Trades

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