Morning all. Just a short blog today. Don't bother getting up.

The weekend has come and gone and its back to the daily grind. As far as weekends go, it was pretty darn good because we didn't have to go anywhere. We had arranged a visit from Hulie and Doolie, but only Doolie was able to make it Princess was driving us nuts while waiting for the imminent arrival and even Little Man was getting excited. We did the usual "people-don't-need-to-see-how-we-really-live" tidy up (honestly, the house wasn't that bad and we do have two little kids).

Anyway, when Doolie finally arrived, both kids went bananas. Its been a little while since we have seen Doolie so Princess had surmised that seeing as she had had a birthday in the interim, she was due a present. Doolie didn't disappoint. Princess received a large gift containing new drawing/painting/gluing/crayoning/etc kit, as well as her very own junior kitchen baking set. Plus other stuff. She even managed to convince DW and Doolie to help her make her very own batch of cookies that very afternoon.

So that made for a pleasant afternoon for me. Both kids just wanted to jump on the new person and DW wanted to show the new person all her wonderful craft magazines and wool and stuff. Nobody really needed or wanted my attention so off I went to the study. However, when I decided it would be a good idea to pop down to the video store, I had to take Little Man and Princess with me. Actually, given how Princess CAN be, she behaved pretty well.

We saw our hairdresser there and Princess decided to explain to her why the movies she had chosen were so much better than the adult movies that daddy was getting. It only occurred to me afterwards that I probably should have corrected her. As it happened, when I went to the counter to pay, I made use of two deals going; one for kids movies and one for "normal" movies. It would appear that the girl serving had a sense of humour and corrected my use of the word "normal" and said "adult movies, ok then." Karma had the last laugh when she was scanning my selection of "adult" movies and said, "Wow. Good choices. Except that one. I mean..." She should probably work on her sales technique.

While all this was happening, a queue had formed behind us, with our hairdresser next in line. She had last been engaged in folicle management for Princess the day before a birthday party for one of Princess' friends. She made the mistake of asking Princess how it went. Queue conversation etiquette is not something Princess has yet mastered, or even considered. She proceeded to explain very loudly, because clearly everyone in the queue was there to hear her, how it went. Ok, so that is not so bad, except that the party was for a little boy and Princess went on to explain how very large his nipples were. I made the mistake of suggesting that perhaps that wasn't what she meant and she launched into a tirade about these nipples. Its funny, probably more so for the others in the queue, when a little kid doesn't understand that the word "nipples" isn't typical queue conversation. I think karma owes me. In Princess' defence, I asked DW about it when we got home and she said, "Yep. They were huge." It turned out that the lad was wearing a SpiderMan outfit that had faux chest muscles with, you guessed it, large, hardened nipples. I don't know who modelled for the cast but they must have enjoyed it.

One other amusing thing that Doolie's visit. Little Man couldn't remember her name. Worse still, he continually referred to her as Hulie, the other half of this usually combined duo. It was funny hearing the two of them, him saying "Hulie", her saying "Doolie", like an initially amusing but increasingly boring repetitive song. Obviously these are not their real names but you get the idea.

I almost forgot. Princess sang "Edel Weiss" for Doolie. It was a highlight for the visit. Princess started an octave too high but that didn't stop her chasing those top notes. She decided squealing was the only way to get there and apparently timing wasn't all that important either. Doolie had tears in her ears. And that is not just some weird expression I just made up. Princess had knocked Doolie over and proceeded to jump on her while singing the Austrian national anthem (I didn't have the heart to tell her the Austrian nathonal anthem is actually "Land der Berge, Land am Strome"). Doolie lay there being jumped on while the Von Trapps turned in unison in their separate graves like pigs on spits. Ok, that's maybe a bit bizarre, but you get my point. Oh well. Hopefully we will catch up with Hulie soon, for more hijinx. Can't wait.

Ciao!

Thought for the Day: Nipples.