Friday, 24 August 2012

Time- travelling children?

Hey guys, it's Friday and you know what that means...I didn't have time to post a new blog entry last night! Sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry! I'm sure you were all exceedingly devastated to miss out on the insane ramblings of a quasi- psychopath...I'm not one. Yet. Although I am at prime age to develop mental illness- woohoo!

Anyway, that's neither here nor there for me to say so let's just ignore this little sidebar. Sometimes I wonder whether I'm literally a retard. In other news, I caught myself earlier on singing 'Favourite Things' while walking down the pavement in matching rain coats with a little child and thought, 'Come on Christine, don't do this! You're not this person. You're not THAT nanny.' But I am. Actually...I'm probably more like this nanny...



There's a few top headlines to catch you up on. I'm currently sitting in my room, listening to the Dixie Chicks to try and calm myself, because there is a MOLE in this house!!! And I don't mean a secret agent spy that we didn't know about but I have always had my suspicions about and has finally revealed themselves as who they truly are. Nope, a literal mole! There we were, calmly eating the DELICIOUS lunch I'd lovingly prepared and the cat suddenly appears through her cat flap and just POPS a mole out of her mouth. Live. And lets it run off. Then she does the cat equivalent of a shrug and has since been sleeping upstairs. I of course leaped onto my chair in fright and have since decided to keep my bedroom door firmly closed. It's still there somewhere. Why?? I just know it's going to wait until it's me alone in the room and then it'll appear. Creeped. Out. A part of me just has to say 'A MOLE??' Why in the blazes would she not just catch a mouse like a normal cat??

In other news, I've come across this little girl in Kindergarten who literally looks like the 5 year old version of me. She even has the same hair as me. We always smile at each other while I'm waiting there and I just know that she senses we're the same person too. I'd even hesitate to guess that maybe I am actually a time traveller and it's going to morph into a time traveller's wife style situation and there'll be lots of different aged Christines' just popping up all over the place.

Here I am, working hard (or hardly working) on a see saw
 There have been some highs and lows the last few days, but I've been able to survive because it has been so lovely having Rachael (the first au pair) here because when things get to much in the house, we've gone out for drinks in town or just gotten away for a chat.

One of the highlights of my time here so far has to be just the sheer normality of last night. We had a lovely dinner and a nice beer, put on Sex and the City 2 and just had a laugh in general. Plus there was a crazy scary beautiful thunder and lightning storm last night so we stood outside and watched it happening. It was really nice to feel like I finally have a friend here who I could talk to and who listened to me and that I could really laugh with. Shame she's gone again  now!

Creepy man not included with drink
On one of our trips, we went to the Irish pub in the city because I was desperate to see it and it was such a blissful time because all the staff were literally Irish so I could just say what I liked to them and be understood. I had a lovely big plate of chicken goujons and chips as well and a Magners and just had to sigh with delight. While I let myself get lost inside and listen to the sports channel playing in English, I went to ask the barman where the toilets were and ended up having a nice chat with Craig and it was so lovely to hear a familiar accent! Plus, in the toilets, there was a communal sink and mirror area for the men and women- which I thought was a very social and interesting arrangement.I liked it...I think...

So, it's been a nice few days seeing Rachael and at the minute I've been given a very lengthy break because the Aunt who is watching the children is very nice and generous. So here I am. All of me. Take me as I am. Sorry, it felt like a song there. Off from tomorrow, hopefully going to a BBQ with the Irish Club on Sunday so that'll be fun and I was hoping to be meeting up with a new friend for a drink tomorrow but no word recently, shame!

Who knows, Sunday's entry could either be very interesting. Or not.



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