FO Friday 154: Poll - Time to Go ?

So my DH and even my kids are telling me that I must throw out, jettison, abandon to the seagulls at the tip, rip out from the bottom of my soul, one of my most favoritest possessions ever in the world.

I tell them that they have small hard pebbles in place of hearts, and therefore are about as compassionate as a spider-hating cat.

This is the item in question:

no, I wasn't 18 even when I got this at the gig

the Tour dates ... once upon a time they were legible

some holes with a bit of T-shirt attached

OK, not BNWT, but still with the original label

can I persuade you this is anticipating the need to make an ad hoc tourniquet ?

Just in case you can't decipher the faded shreds of fabric, I'll tell you that this is the T-shirt I bought when I went to one of the gigs on Bryan Adams' '18 til I Die' tour of the UK, in .... umm .... 1997. Which means - after I've counted on fingers AND toes - that it is 16 ... omigoodness .... 16 years old. I might have to weep.

Here's the poll:


Is it time to ditch the T-shirt ? DH has just told me that Bryan Adams had quit touring a while back .... I am going to wallow in a pit of gin and depression cuz that means that he too is no longer18, while you vote, and then head over to Tami's Amis for some cheerfulness .....


PS: I do not wear this out or in public, I wear it to sleep in. Oh yes, I am ALL about seduction and alluring; femme fatale est moi .....

Poll: Parenting Win or Fail ?

Halloween Tarot

So the kids have been super-busy, with school, parties, sleepovers and extra-curricular activities, and going to bed while it's still light outside makes everything more challenging. Destructo Boy didn't get back from his Beaver Scouts trip until just on 9pm yesterday, and Mini Diva is sniffling, so I decided I would let them sleep themselves out today, and phone them in sick to school; I thought this would go down especially well with Mini Diva, who finds school somewhat of a drag currently.

But no. Sometime in the night, some kind of goblin or maybe a fairy had visited, and turned my children into changelings: Destructo Boy said that he didn't want to spoil his good attendance record, and even Mini Diva said she'd like to go to school if I didn't mind.

So, seeing as how by now it was 8:00am and we need to leave the house at 8:20am, the rush started; Mini Diva was only 10 minutes late for school - for just the third time in 4 and a half years. I am back home eating cookies and surfing the web as usual, a little non-plussed by this unexpected behavior. Here's the question: 

The children would rather go to school on a grey drizzly day than stay home with their Mama:

Is this a parenting Win or Fail ?