It’s Friday? Already?

and yet part of me is screaming allefuckingluia.
Yesterday started like this:
“Wow, the house is so quiet! BLISS”
and ended like this:
“I hate my life.”
Yes, I successfully talked (and ate) myself into a depressive state in six simple hours. Seriously, by the time I had to pick up the boys from school I was crying.
It was all mostly lack of sleep related.
During the day, the baby has decided he only likes to settle sleep on me.
While endearing it is also incredibly inhibiting and taxing.
He smiles a LOT and coos at me when I chat to him, which does win him brownie points.
But he will hopefully soon learn I am the most stubborn and his cot is for sleeping.
I know parenting is not about winning or losing but when it comes to sleeping and your child’s level of hatred for it, it is.
Sure, if you’re a twig tea drinking I only wear aluminium free deodorant and lavender oil for earaches kinda creature, you go enjoy your communal beds, but in this house the amount of sleep mummy has is in direct relation to the amount of yelling.
I made a new type of biccie today. Following Suse‘s lead (and even after I mocked her for her funny lookin‘ baked goods ) it came off the back of a pack of Sunbeam raisins. I made them quite small, so they’re just two bites or so*. Delicious.

Choc raisin biscuits

100g butter, softened
3/4 cup brown sugar
1 egg
1 3/4 cup plain flour
1 tsp baking powder
1 tblsp cocoa
2 tsp cinnamon
1 1/2 cups raisins
– preheat oven to 180C and grease baking tray
– beat the butter and sugar until combined
– add the egg
– mix in the dry ingredients
– make into balls and cook for 10-12 minutes.

Sometimes, because I’m shallow and insecure, posting recipes and cross-referencing them with other bloggers makes me feel like I’m keeping up with all the readers**. And knitters. And craft makers. Sometimes.
You know, what with email, my blog, my mobile and text messages, the phone and its answering machine, instant messenger (when at work), and now facebook, I’m wondering why.
As in Facebook.
Isn’t everyone keeping in touch via email, text and blog?
Doesn’t everyone load their photos on Flikr or Picasa or just send them to their family and friends through their hand held organiser/phone/computer/life?
Is it just some passive aggressive way for people compete on how many friends they have?
And what’s with the poking? I hate being poked, just ask Kirrily.
And the wall – so everyone can see your conversations with others?
That’s just the communication equivalent of the swimming change room when you know you’re not meant to look but OH BOY are you looking.
I just don’t get it.
I also don’t understand bloglines and what that does or mean.
I’ve been over at Goodreads** and thought I could trick everyone by loading heaps of books I read at school uni on the bus in the 90s as an adult recently. But it wouldn’t let me. Stupid site.
I understand the concept of RSS, but isn’t half the fun of reading other people’s blogs going and checking out their page to see if they’ve updated?
And I realise that that sentence may well reveal I don’t understand what RSS is at all.
Am I really morphing into a luddite in literally just a matter of months?
Apart from that, who has the time?
I watched Stranger than Fiction again today. Excellent. Just excellent.
The barefoot contessa is relatively new to our screens and quite frankly I want to hurt her.
The bob, the chortle, how she uses mayonnaise in almost every dish is all highly irritating.
THEN, if that wasn’t enough to inflict on us, they throw a mouse a small rodent Giardia De Tormentus at us as well.
Is this what our food channel as come to – chortling fatties and cross-eyed minis?
I really do have too much time on my hands don’t I.

* I’ve had about 10.
**And what Blackbird said about Goodreads? Ditto.

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  • Joke

    This is why you have me around, to diagnose and analyze. Your problem yesterday — which only a perceptive genius such as I could pick out — started when you went off the back of the pack of raisins for a recipe.

    It’s irrelevant how good the recipe may have been. You need to stretch your wings in a foodier direction, because that’s what keeps your brain humming according to the factory manual.

    For your assignment, think of something to do with Moroccan flavors.


  • Kim

    J – how funny you say that as my mind has been occupied by all flavours Moroccan for the better part of the last two weeks.

    But every recipe I find puts dried apricots and sultanas or raisins or some such into them and well, those kinds of flavours in a savoury dish, ACK. And I need it to be more than a casserole with cumin and coriander seeds in it.

  • Badger

    I can’t hate Giada too much, because her food always looks delicious and like something I’d actually bother to cook. But yeah, Ina (the Contessa) bugs the hell out of me, even when her food looks good.

    Oh, and my girl child would not sleep AT ALL the entire first year of her life unless she was on me. We had every baby carrier known to man — sling, front carrier, backpack, you name it. SO GLAD those days are over.

  • sueeeus

    I wouldn’t have thought it, but those apricots combined with olives do work (chicken tagine dish). And I’ve been meaning to switch to that aluminum free deodorant, but I’ve got a costco-pack (truck-load) of aluminum-laden deo to work through, which probably will take as long as it will take me to read a book, any book, so I’m planning to continue my simple life of ignoring RSS feeds and visiting blogs like yours to see if you’ve updated. And look! You have!

  • Krista

    Kale is yelling out to me from the next room “what are you LAUGHING at mom????”.

    If there ever was a justification for these annoying little three letters, it is now L.O.L.

    I joined facebook recently and am really not sure that I entirely “get it”. It sure doesn’t hook me in as it seems to many. Feels more like extreme highschool dysfunction, revisited.

    Laughing out loud MOST at your comments on the food network gals. Howi s it that you manage to speak exactly what I think, on pretty much everything???

    What a relief it always is when I come and read you.

    Good luck with the sleep battle. It’s a bloody one that’s for sure!

  • BabelBabe

    i’m with you on the rss, and i’m a techie geek, so there.

    those cookies look luscious, i need some right now.

    re: sleeping baby, grouchy mommy, my first baby was exactly like that and H could never understand why he’d get home and I would hand him the baby and want NO ONE TO TOUCH ME FOR A FUCKING HOUR. sensory overload, anyone?

  • joanne

    I have benn to scared to poke someone… what does that mean?? I am obviously just at the lurking stages. Im with you on the “sleep in your own cot” … although I have been known to stray from the rules at 3am with a screaming child

  • Janet

    re Facebook, I’m not even going to look because what with blogs and email and life offline, learning one more thing would just tip me over the edge. seriously.

    but bloglines, bloglines IMO is ace once you get used to it, especially if you live in the land of slow broadband. You can see when people have updated and either read it in bloglines (quick but unattractive) or click through to their blogs for the full blog experience. I find it optimises my available blogreading time. Crap, did I just write/think that? I so need to bake.

  • Anonymous

    If you are luddite, I have overly long arms, a small brain and a very hairy body – I did not understand any of this post!!??!? K

  • Kim

    Quote of the week goes to Joanne: “I find it optimises my available blogreading time”. So something that would come out of my mouth with exactly the same self response as she had.

    K- Facebook would actually work for you, with all your friends spread across rural and regional Australia. I can’t believe I’m going to say this, but go and check it out.

  • Sheeps Clothing

    I hate the Barefoot Contessa. I mean, is she a self proclaimed Contessa or has someone actually bestowed the title on her? I don’t like Lydia (she of the Italian Table either). I don’t like her hair. I do like her huge boobs though.
    I love Hugh Fearnley Whittingstall because he leads my dream life and I like Gordon Ramsay because he says fuck and bollocks a lot.
    I really hate those birds from the River Cafe because they are so smug and one of them looks like a reptile.
    I also love Rick Stein because he loves his dog.
    I also love Keith Floyd because he and I have roughly the same wine consumption.
    I also like your blog – always good for a giggle.

  • Kim

    SC – I might just cut and paste your comment into a blog entry as you pretty much sum up my feelings about the whole Food Channel. I’ll let you know.

  • Major Bedhead

    Oh good lord, I HATE Giada Whatsherhead. She needs to tie back that fucking hair and GET IT OUT OF THE FOOD. And stop grinning. Seriously. It looks like her head is hinged at the mouth.

    Ina Garten’s food looks lovely, but yes, she’s very annoying. I wouldn’t mind having her house, though.

    I joined facebook and gave it up as too much of a pain in the ass.

    Bloglines is great if you read a ton of blogs. It’s the lazy woman’s way of keeping up with everyone. I have almost 200 blogs in bloglines (half are diabetes related, before you start yelling at me). A lot of people don’t update on a regular basis, so it saves me from having to click on every single page every day.