4pm - 5pm wednesday

After a day that started with an owl burial & subsequent inadequate explanation of the theology of the soul to sobbing children, an emergency trip to the dentist for one of my molars and an electricity bill equivalent to the GDP of a small European country, I decided a change of focus on another aspect of my day would be most beneficial. I don't know that it really helped actually.

I chose the witching hours - 4pm - 7pm. However, I could only manage the first hour....I really do need full use of both hands to be effective.

Synchronise your watches....

Group homework in the study.

This also included a school friend of JD's as they attempted to complete a PowerPoint presentation on El Salvador. As usual, they had the most amazing formatting, borders, flashing pictures and NO information, apart from the national dish being pupusas. The pronunciation of which, they debated over with much hilarity.

Hmm, scary book I'm reading in between kitchen chores. I'm going to do a review on it on my other blog. It's fascinating. Scary, but fascinating.

Um, yeah....you know how it goes.
That's why these hours are called the witching hours.

My multi-tasking ability stretches only so far, so Missy Moo took over the camera at this point.

The beginnings of lasagne.

Bugsy loves this job.

Chicken for sandwiches.

We are officially a two chicken family now.

103.2fm accompanies me every afternoon. It's a really cool Christian station which is actually safe to have on while the kids are within earshot. Occasionally, they'll put on a tragic song like "Never Ending Story" - do you remember that?? But on the whole, it's fab.

A quick game of Bella Sara with Missy Moo.

This involves her telling me all the horses different attributes and virtues and me listening attentively with much oohing and aahing.

Lasagne mix ready for assembly.

But first, a fortifying coffee....

Because this is my next job.

While I wonder why nobody in my family can put anything back where it belongs.

Meredy xo.