dooce: Six times the suck

Wow this made me think... I think I will go hug Mrs Limey immediately

dooce: Six times the suck

As if (bit of a rant)

I will never be able to explain to members of my family and friends that just because I work with IT and run an IT department, I don't want to spend all my spare time doing it for others..

I mean surely its obvious - that when the car breaks down - you get to pay the friend who fixes it... But me - with IT its just expected because clearly I must LOVE doing it. You see there is the mistake. Just because I'm good at something; don't imagine for a second I love it so much that I wish to spend my spare time doing it for you.

I recently suggested that as it was family I'd do it for only £50 / hour and was told I was being ridiculouss... Must go now - I need to fix an aging aunties broadband.........

Stumped

Now being a Limey brings its own rewards from time to time. One of them is the gentle game of Cricket, but to be specific the Ashes Series.

Over the last 7 weeks I have watched and/or listened to the coverage of Englands match by match improvements.

My pride in the team and their achivements are second to none.

So why is it then that I still can't explain any of it to Mrs Limey ?

Like father like daughter

When Baby Limey came along and she started to develop characteristics that matched me or Mrs Limey it was initially cute and endearing.

However its now more like damned scary. The ability at 21 months to exactly copy the way I used to make snap judgements (often to my detriment) about foods is just spooky. Take the latest example - Ice Cream. When offered a little initially it was "NO" followed by clamped mouth, screams and strugling.

The attached picture shows how we now cope with the demon substance ISCREAM.

Strangely enough even though I'm much too old to keep doing this I still do it - recently deciding that asparagas was definately, absolutely, never ever going to be my thing. Then I actually tried eating some.

Fortunately she is MUCH less fussy with foods than I ever was, so there is still hope for her.

Friends Remembered

I was living and working in Chicago during the events of September 11th 2001.

Although I am back in the UK these days, it is still a sad day for me. It was the day America changed forever, woken from the protected slumbers of being so far from those that would perpetrate such evil acts.

Just a short pause to remember all who were lost, and for all who lost on that eventful day.