Last night Mr Lucky and I had programming fall out. The girls quietly moved into the toy room adjacent to the lounge-room and played quietly.
A live political debate was on last night, inconveniently at the same time that 'I am Cait' was on TV.
I won't go into detail as to who wanted to watch what.
It goes without saying that I wanted to watch the more important, intellectually challenging, 'I must watch this to be better informed, it affects everyone globally' program.
We began our own intellectual debate, introducing valid arguments such as... 'I am ironing in front of the TV now, please help me get through unprecedented and painful experience by allowing my brain to be simultaneously stimulated' to 'but I haven't had a moments peace today... the girls are happily entertaining themselves and do not need constant supervision - let me have just a little down time'
Strong, valid, emotive arguments. We are both Sagittarians, you know what happens when fire plays with fire.
The baby, then waddled into the lounge room, holding on tightly to the laptop. She handed it over and said - 'Watch it' and waddled away with what I suspect was a look of disgust on her face.
The live debate was also being aired online. Debate over. We both won.
Summer is over. My three month sun salutations on the beach (also known as throwing myself on a sunbed at the beach) have been interrupted by the threat of cold weather. I have become very Greek as I count the number of swims I have had over the summer, and challenge myself to have a few more before the beach club down the road shuts down for the winter. Summer is over, it's now back to the blog.
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