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An E-vent

Ha ha! Where do I even begin?

By explaining the new name? That would be electronic life (super direct translation for a slightly more punchy poise). And the significance? Well, simply some homegrown colloquialism. The Spanish twist - that's for our stint in Argentina that helped get this whole blog idea going in the first place.

What about my attempt at a play on words for this post's title? Sadly, no prizes for guessing. It's either:
a. As in an electronic vent and/or
b. An occurence - worth noting since it's only been 5 months since the last one!

These little settings updates have been egging me on to get back in the blog game and despite everything else waiting to be done, I decided to at least make a 2017 mark on the page...

Since returning to an office job after baby number three, I've been burning rubber (copious bottles of midnight oil and the dinner on occasion) in an effort to keep going! Just today I clean forgot about a pot of rice I was cooking up for the dog...yes, she's still here too. Fortunately, baby number one is a tall lass and could see the steaming starch sneaking over the brim so she could alert her absent-minded mother, just in the nick of time.

By the way, I don't think my mind is absent per se, maybe more like hiding in the corner, quietly rocking herself back and forth and asking to be left alone for just.a.few.minutes.

The December holiday literally gave me grey hair and the kids and I definitely walked out on the other side having seen many more of my weaknesses. Skaam my lam.

How did mums before me handle the concoction of 3 kids plus holidays minus dad at work plus a lot of summer heat divided by all the things you must and some of the things you long to do??? Someone please shed some light.

I am pretty sure that these days I'm eating for the sole purpose of staying awake.

Hey - but it's not all doom and gloom... by Wednesday our school routine should kick in (the next post will probably be about going cold turkey on devices) and it's a new year - my diary and bank account clearly show it. So there's hope for what's to come. You and me both, doll. You and me both.

For now, we let out a sigh of relief for we have made it through another day...and if we are spared to see tomorrow, we'd be amped to know that it's referred to as the day of rest. Yes please.

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  1. michelleJanuary 15, 2017 at 12:19 AM

    May your 2017 be blessed and prosperous! Welcome back!

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