Mr. Waffle suggests that this might be called “bash Mr. Waffle entry” but I feel that this is harsh. Particularly since I am very grateful to him. Poor Mr. Waffle has taken time off work to mind the Princess as the creche is closed and I am on a strict
diet of rest and relaxation. Speaking of diet, I went into my doctor this morning feeling fine and came out diabetic and anaemic. Sigh. Lots of tablets. And no biscuits. I digress.
Anyhow, Mr. Waffle and the Princess have been bonding and he has been very virtuous. And he is exhausted and has departed early to bed. I on the other hand, despite my various pregnancy related ills (see previous paragraph) am full of beans because I spent the afternoon in bed and not in the
sandpit.
He found this blog recently and referred me to it for my
edification. He suggested that you, yes, you, might be interested. I was puzzled. “How did you come across this?” I asked my beloved. “Oh by googling ‘breast, immodest, women of Satan’, I think, why?”
My husband has become obsessed with Sudoku. I tried to put him off becase I had read Norah’s blog on this matter (can’t find the post, but it was terrifying) and knew that it was dangerous. Eventually, I gave in and got him The Times’s
book of Sudoku. But still all around the house I find sheets of paper with numbers and tippex marks. There is a file on this very computer called “Sudoku grid”. I explained to him that the book is meant to be filled in. “But I don’t like writing in books”. “Well, that is very laudable, my angel, but this book is designed to be written in, think of it as being like the Princess’s colouring books”. “You let her colour in those? But she goes outside the lines and everything”. Sigh.
Finally, my husband is a list maniac. Everytime I move something, lists shower on me like confetti. And worse, it’s catching. I cannot now shop without a shopping list. And I have made a twin preparation list. And I keep ticking things on it. Seriously, can you think of anything I’ve forgotten? Yes, I appreciate this is tedious for you, but you do realise that this is all about ME.
Twin list
Bedding:
Bed for Princess? If, yes, sheets blankets etc for same. 1
extra cot or, if we don’t move Princess on to a bed, 2 extra cots.
Sleeping bags for babies More cot bedding/blankets etc.
Worth getting those Moses basket thingies? Leave P. in cot for a while and then move babies on to cots when P. moves to bed, say, at 3 mths?
Clothes:
Lots of babygrows, hats
Food:
More bottles
Entertainment:
Play pen, another bouncy chair
Transport:
Double buggy (with car seats and lying down attachments?), buggy board thing for P. to ride on, new car if 3 car seats will not fit in our Ford Focus
Other:
New wall (oh just don’t ask), book places in creche (√)
on 09 August 2005 at 00:06
i am shocked and amazed at mr. waffle’s ability to plan for offspring. i know that post was all about you, and i understand that you are suffering, but i can’t tell you how rare that list-making gene is, at least when it refers to Caring for Others. And i know that of which i speak because my husband repeatedly and without shame forgets to put out a dinner plate for our version of Princess Waffle. Even when we are gathered around the table, and the wee one is wondering where hers is, he remains oblivious. This is offset by his adoration for her, but only just.
on 09 August 2005 at 06:40
1. Get loads of money from somewhere
2. Hire Nanny
3. Buy Gin
4, and etc. 
on 09 August 2005 at 07:36
I’m so sorry about the biscuits. You must be devastated xx
I’ll see your list maker and raise you a pile maker. (Small piles of ‘stuff’ all over the house.)
on 09 August 2005 at 09:40
Norah beat me to it, but in my defense i was busy poking my chest and taing shirts off so did not get a chance to comment.
on 09 August 2005 at 10:30
Sorry I’m late – I was ‘totally going for it’:
‘Stand and pretend you are totally going for it in worship and lift your hands up in the air with your arms fully extended to God. Is this exposing any belly skin?’
Yes it was. Am I going to hell?
on 09 August 2005 at 13:15
I believe you are pog. At least you’ll get a decent tan.What’s wrong with Sudoku?
on 09 August 2005 at 19:28
Phew – after reading your blog and the lists I’ve had to go and lie down…. my sympathies dear ms waffle… you’ve got so much to do – just keep making the lists I always find that helps!!
on 09 August 2005 at 20:15
Norah, thank you for your kind gift of a sweetie and your dire Sodoku warnings which I would have done well to have heeded.
Kristin, I know, it’s terrifying. And unnatural.
HJB, thank you for your sweetie. I was wondering whether I could apply to you for a small loan? You live in Switzerland, I know you must be rich. You will be relieved to hear that I already have gin.
Minks, ta, am devastated as you observe. Am resolutely refusing to let husband see this comment as I know he fantasises about being allowed to leave heaps of stuff round the house but is rigourously restrained.
Stroppy, are you brilliant at the Soduku thing too?
Pog, I read your blog, you are definitely going to hell. You might as well keep wearing those crop tops…
Loc, it makes people obsessive. Stay away.
Star, I dunno – thanks for sympathy, we’re nervous. And I fear that list is by no means complete.
on 10 August 2005 at 11:24
I think it’s a grand way to pass free time, especially in work. Might even go mad and buy one of those books for my upcoming hols. Mix it in with some novel reading. Though of course I’ll be normal enough to actually write in the book itself…
