Ummmm...

I went to the farmers' market today and I met a smug vegetarian. No offense! I have vegetarian friends, they are vegeterians for different reasons. But they keep a low profile, sometimes they actually pretend they eat my food, so no-one notices they're vegetarian.

So, I went to queue up at the Gubbeen stand:

Woman next to me: - My husband says those sausages are gorgeous.

Me: - Oh yeah, I always have them in my freezer for days when I don't feel like cooking. They ARE absolutely lovely.

WNT: - Well, I wouldn't know. I'm a vegeterian.

Ummm.... OK! Have it tattooed across your forehead!

Thanks! Just felt like ranting LOL

Celebration

Isaac is 8 months today. Happy Birthday, baby!

And here's the Birthday Boy with his blow out right before his celebratory breakfast:

Heavy machinery

The kids know all about farming already. And they're only 2 and 3. They teach me things like plough and lime spreading and power harrow, they know what a rotivator is. There's no part of a tractor they don't recognise and can't name. So I do recommend living in the country side to everyone who wants their kids first words to be "GUCCI", which in this case is not the famous Italian fashion house but is pronounced gah-ki and translates to tractor.

Disturbing...

Have to be careful, when swearing around kids. Not that I do it, but there’s plenty of people around them that do. YES DADDY AND GRANDAD!!!! So, when the kids start running around, shouting: For feck’s sake, what a mess!! - it’s time to start worrying.

The psychology of it...

It’s amazing how marketing psychology really works. My 3 year-old announced he was thirsty and wanted something to drink after hearing that Coke ad, wtih all those sound effects of opening the bottle, pouring the drink, drinking… etc. , on the radio. How do they know???