I’m drawing a blank on witty titles, I’m not saying all of my titles are witty, in fact probably none of them are! But I did read a marketing blurb once, that said you need to catch the attention with your title and then keep the reader’s attention with the first line. How do you do that?
I know that my favourite blog of the moment is Gluten Free Girl, just go and read a couple of her posts as her writing just draws you in. She writes a lot about food, including gluten free, but so much more about life.
So what am I here for today? Well the boys are at soccer and the girls are making paper dolls. Once everyone is home, then we’ll borrow mum’s car and I’ll send them out shopping for my mother’s day present, heehee. I’d love an orange tree in a big pot, but I don’t think the budget will allow for that this year, so after watching an ABBA special on TV last night, I’ve put in a request for a CD. Boy did that show bring back memories of the 70’s, in particular I remember the local newspaper giving away a free ABBA tshirt transfer and mum ironed it onto a white tshirt for me. Very cool!
So as you can tell by the previous paragraph, we still haven’t bought a family car. Which isn’t that bad. We walk or ride to school, it makes me stay at home more and actually get some work done too! Hubby now does the groceries - love that! I despise grocery shopping! Then if I need to desperately go anywhere, I’ve been catching buses, not that often, but occasionally. They are quite good for people watching.
So back to mother’s day - I’ve already received two out of three presents bought by the kidlets at the school mother’s day stall yesterday. From little Miss Feralist (feral terrorist) I got the obligatory coffee cup and chocolates that she buys me every year, and every one of them seems to have a butterfly on it! The other miss bought me a lovely beaded bookmark, a magnetic shopping list and bathbombs! Which she knew I wouldn’t use because I don’t use the bath, so she knew when she bought them that she would get them! Nice logic. Billy is now at the age where he can contain his excitement and has hidden his pressie away from me, which means that it’s not a plant this year. Every other year it has been a plant, so I’m very, very curious this year.
So to continue jumping all over the place…. I did catch a bus the other day. I had another dreaded dental appointment. To recap my dental horror story, I had to have one of my front teeth taken out last November so I could have a titanium implant done. This tooth died when I was about 16 or 17. While I was in the Navy, they did a lot of work on it, all free of course, but it weakened the tooth and about ten years ago a dentist told me to never bite into an apple or the tooth could shatter. Well of course you put off major work like that, who wants to spend squillions of dollars being poked and prodded and having needles rammed into the roof of your mouth that come out your eyeball?! But I finally bit the bullet and they pulled it last November… I cried like a baby. Obviously I had a plate, with a false tooth so I didn’t look even more like an old crone. Learning to eat and talk with it was a bit of a task, but I did. Then three months later I went in for the implant, which to be honest, wasn’t as traumatic as having the tooth out. Sure it hurt, and sure that drill sounded like it was coming out of the back of my skull, but I got there without any tears this time.
Did I say this was going to be short? So skip forward another three months and xrays are taken to prove that the bone has bonded to the implant. Along with the xrays, they did a torque test, whatever that means? But it felt like they were trying very, very hard to rip the implant out! Obviously it bonded because it didn’t come out! Then onto the next appointment a week later to have more impressions done. This is the appointment where I caught the bus. It was actually a bit of a comedy of errors at the dentist this time as what could go wrong did go wrong, and over an hour in the chair, about 6 needles, and a bloody sore gum later I am now booked in to have some colour matching done. So fingers crossed that by the end of this month, I will no longer have a plate, but a nice, new and very expensive smile! Looks like I’ll have to keep catching buses for a little while longer!
Okay so what else was I going to write about… Mary. Yes little Miss Mary had another follow up appointment yesterday to make sure her new diet is working. She’s still getting little bits of tummy pain so we are going to have a few more tests done, but I think it could be anxiety rather than anything else. She’s nearly 8 years old and already the girls at school are starting their power plays, so she comes home a bit upset every now and then.
Other than that, her gluten free diet is going okay, we’ve learnt a lot in a short amount of time. We still haven’t ventured out to a restaurant to test those waters though, and shopping mall trips are hazardous. Not to mention the rude icecream shop owner that nearly made me cry a few weeks ago because I dared to ask if they had an ingredients list! Looks like we won’t be purchasing from there again!
I did have some success on Anzac Day though, I was stressing out about making Anzac biscuits. How was I going to replace the oats? Now, I love Google, but for some reason I just forgot to Google “gluten free Anzac biscuits” until the day before Anzac Day. I’m glad I did, because I came across this recipe from the Better Homes & Garden website, and we made these, although I just tip the golden syrup in and there is a lot more than two tablespoons added!
Well I guess that’s enough ranting and rambling for now, the soccer boys should be home soon and I will have a bag of sweaty jerseys to wash! So on that aromatic note… I’m off!
