Friday, 3 July 2009

What a to-do

I don't know about you, but things are beginning to get on top of me. School seems to have turned into a blur of summer fairs, recitals, sports day T-shirts needing finding, then ironing, concerts, very contentious prize-givings (why hasn't my lubly Child Two got one, may I just ask? Grrrrr!). Meanwhile, holiday plans with Mr X are completely on the blink, the garden hasn't been done in an age (thank God all the weeds have died in the heatwave), my trusty Dyson has barely seen the light of day all week (and that's a long, long time for me) and, though I painted my front door in a fit of manic enthusiasm on Monday, I can't really ignore the fact that it is extremely lumpy and I shall probably now have to pay someone to do it properly. Mind you, it did serve its purpose at the time of keeping my windmilling mind off the dire fates which would befall Child Two's bete noire, if I ever got my hands on her, that is.

Added to all that, I also have a whole list of things I really ought to blog about. While this is lovely, in a way - though I have never yet suffered blog-block, I live in fear of the fear, which is just ridiculously typical. So a queue of possible posts is, in one way, a godsend. In another, it's just one more nagging to-do list.

Today, I hardly have time to type even this as I've got to go and listen to Child Two singing in the choir and restrain myself from machine-gunning the teaching staff, which will be no mean feat. So I'll just quickly mention those darling folk at HP, who are the proud producers of my printer. This would be printing away merrily as we speak, if I hadn't ordered the wrong ink cartridges. Doh! It even says the right number on the Front of the Instructions, it couldn't really make things any easier. But of course I ordered something totally different and now face the boredom of sending it back and getting the right one. Sigh.

Printing our mugs was better. You have to go to a separate website to do this, called Snapfish, where you can download all manner of photo albums, cards and bitty bobs. HP gave me credits to get two mugs, and I also got two for TL's littlies. They are all Disney - my specialist subject these days - and I was treated to a good half-hour of my girls bickering over which princesses to put on their mugs. How it took me back to the arguments of yore! Once they had decided (one Ariel, one Cinderella) we had to select photos and crop them into the space, which took about an hour and was a bit painful. A day later, the mugs arrived, and have been much loved ever since. We are also supposed to be doing a photo album but I shall have to lie down for a bit to recover before broaching the website again.

That's all for now. Keep watching the news - if a Dulwich woman is arrested for a string of teacher murders, you'll know who it was!

6 comments:

Victoria said...

I think there's a funny kind of mania that comes over us at the end of the summer term. Desperate to be done with the whole school thing for the year, combined with endless school activities and slight terror at thought of having them at home all day fir whole summer. It's enough to send anyone mad. Add nasty teachers into mix and you're doomed.

Mum's the word said...

We finish school on 17th July and it has been and will continue to be manic leading up to this.
School fair, trips, sports days etc...
Roll on summer hols.
x

Dancinfairy said...

The mugs sound lovely, a good idea for a present.

Suburbia said...

You are right about this time of year, all sports days and fairs. I lost the enthusiasm for all that a few years ago and now it is something which just has to be tolerated! Am I a bad mummy?!!!

Painting the front door is a good idea, I need something to stop my mind spinning right now.

Jennysmith said...

oh, the end of the summer term is at its peak for rows and murdering teachers! Get in there!

Prize giving always seems a bit brutal . We had it at our state school when i was a child and it really was dog eat dog. But it seems a dirty word at a state school now. Am in two minds about it.

Come Monday, really going to let Son's teacher "have it"! xxx

dulwich divorcee said...

Oh, Victoria, you've reminded me of that Scottish chap in Dad's Army, who used to run around saying 'we're doooomed, we're doooomed!'. Certainly feels like it ....
MTW, oooh, July 17 is lovely and late, though .....but not sure I could face another week of this!

Dancinfairy, yes, I really recommend the mugs, though they are best with very high resolution pics - the one taken with my iPhone was a bit blurry when reproduced.

Suburbia, go for the door painting! I've had a lot of compliments on mine (despite the lumps) F and B do some lovely colours.

Jennysmith, how did you get on with your son's teacher? Hope you are going to post about it!