I will now impress you all

Well I've done it again. Broke out the camera and tried to be coherent for more than one nano second.  Why do I do these things?  Given that fact that Eunice is out on indefinite stress leave, you'd think that my nearest and dearest would intercede on my behalf and remove the camera from my delusional hands.  But no.  I'm starting to think they find the whole thing rather amusing.  Our own familial form of the American Idol auditions where tone deaf fools get up and sing Celine Dion abominations, completely unaware of how truly crap they are. 

Through my filmic endeavours I have discovered that I have a fondness for the word 'crap', that I forget to brush my hair, and that my misbehaving eyes are now accompanied by misbehaving mouth.  I think my next craft project will be to create a dapper tin foil hat to complete the ensemble.  Though I will have to borrow some cats from my neighbours as two dogs don't really give the right vibe.

As my creative endeavours did leave me a little the worse from wear (ie, in excruciating back pain and unable to move from the horizontal) my delightful children brought me a glass of wine and a pink bendy straw.  I am raising them right people.

(love my kids)

Cheers
Michelle :)

For those who don't know the joy of Faith No More, have you been living under a rock?  Here is Falling to Pieces 1990.  Brings back memories of Year 12 parties in dodgy backyards, a bucket mix of miscellaneous alcohol, and a whole lot of teenage angst.  Good times.