What makes you a Mum? A constant sense of wonder: I wonder if I am doing this right? I wonder what they’ll do when they grow up? I wonder where they got that idea from? I wonder what they’ll say next? I wonder how that got there? I wonder what that is? I wonder how you’d get that off? I wonder…
Describe where you are right now. In my extremely shambolic office-come-spare room with a shonky old laptop perched on my knee because it needs to stay plugged in to the power and modem but won’t fit on the computer desk (it’s a long story). I live for the day when I can buy a laptop that doesn’t have an identity crisis so I can work anywhere.
Describe the last dream you remember having. This is lucky because I remember last night’s one. It involved being headhunted for an incredible job by an extremely successful entrepreneur. Goodness knows where that came from! Normally the dreams I recall involve me getting stuck in the shower or having to pack a dozen cream-filled sponges into a suitcase when I am running late for a plane.
Use five words to describe your family. Four different takes on life.….and I wouldn’t have it any other way – most of the time!
What is one thing nobody knows about you? Now I figure I am a reasonably private person (as far as a mum is ever able to be) but I struggled with this one. For every like, dislike, trait, habit or fact I thought of, there was a family member, friend or professional who would know it. So if there is something, I’m sorry folks but it’s staying mine!
What is your most treasured item? I’m defining item as a ‘thing’ so that excludes husband and children (although they would be the only ‘things’ I would be desperate to get out of the house if there was a fire). That said, it would be my peace of mind. It’s also my most frequently mislaid item. I should take better care of it.
When was the last time you broke a rule? I often live on the wild side and don’t put money in parking meters. Who carries change these days? If that doesn’t count: the last time I went to the movies (with my two kids plus two extras in tow) we took our own treats. I am not sure if there’s a rule about that but judging by the margin the theatre makes on a pack of Maltesers, I am sure they’d rather I didn’t. Wow, I’m such a rebel – NOT.
What is your best piece of advice? Do what works. I quite like this advice too but it’s not mine: “What other people think of you is none of your business,” (from 90-year old Regina Brett, via Boudie and Fou http://bodieandfou.blogspot.co.nz/).
When was the last time you forgot something important? Probably this morning.
What’s your #1 go-to “I’m shattered and I have to feed people” meal solution? Something involving eggs. We have chickens, so eggs are usually available if the fridge is not forthcoming with leftovers. If the ‘people’ are guests and a boiled cackleberry would seem a little slack, then my standby is usually a favourite one-pan chicken dish. It has a layer of potatoes in the bottom and a paprika-ry, tomato-y, garlicky mixture poured over the top of the chicken pieces. Before you serve it you douse it with lemon juice and a blizzard of parsley or coriander. Simple and yum (thank you Ray McVinnie).
Five minutes ago I was: Writing this. Five minutes from now I will be: Staring in the fridge trying to summon lunch.