Thursday, June 05, 2014

How I ended up with a onesie for Mother's Day

Fixit has been enjoying the new job. As I predicted, on his first solo delivery (he delivers rehabilitation equipment like wheelchairs, walker frames and chairs that help you stand back up again) he was asked to help with more than just the delivery and set-up of the equipment, and was soon being thanked profusely and treated to cups of tea and biscuits. Typical Fixit.

2 Jun 2014 11:54 am

The kitty obviously got into a bit of a fight over the weekend - nothing too unusual there and it's generally just a few scratches - but on Sunday he curled up on our bed and stayed there all day and when he did get up he had a pronounced limp on his front left paw.  When I took him to the vet I commented that he was letting her have a much better look at the sore paw than he'd permitted me, and she said cats try to pretend there isn't anything in the least bit wrong with them when they go to the vet. I am a well cat. There is no reason for me to be here at all. You are totally wasting your time. I am 100% a Healthy Cat. She also said he must be a brave cat, because all the scratches were on the face, paws and chest, which meant he stood and fought. Cowardly cats have scratches to their bottoms as they attempt to Run Away! All of which I found very funny. Basil ended up with an antibiotic injection and a painkiller and has been improving ever since.

Climber took part in a Flute Guild Competition and his ensemble achieved 3rd place.  They were much the smallest group, which apparently makes it easier to hear any mistakes.

1 Jun 2014 11:29 am

Although we don't make a big deal about Mother's and Father's Day here, I was slightly miffed that my family - in the midst of soccer games and family lunch with the Fixit Clan - pretty much forgot to mark my Mother's Day, until I said at 6pm, in a slightly pathetic voice: Aren't I getting anything for Mother's Day this year?, knowing full well that I'd previously given Cherub $10 to spend at the school Mother's Day stall. And given that was the only thing that had been organised for me (by me, I organised it!) I took myself and my pique off to the shops the next day for some retail therapy. Part of the therapy involved the purchase of a fluffy pink onesie for myself. Sooooo comfortable, I can't even tell you. It is something to do with the absence of a waistband I suspect. I would gladly wear mine all day.

14 May 2014 4:43 pm 
(Please note. All the [dangly, pink. round] pompom jokes have been done.)

I also bought one for Cherub who has been desperate for one ever since they became a fad. He was over the moon. The only one I could find in boy size/range was light-weight so he is wearing it as his  pyjamas. He looks incredibly cute in it, and delights me by jumping around in ninja poses whilst wearing it.

 14 May 2014 9:05 pm

Someone else who loves a onesie is Basil.

14 May 2014 9:00 pm

With or without me in it.

31 May 2014 9:45 pm


  1. Perhaps the photo fails to display this garment in all its splendour, but to me it rather resembles a decontamination suit of the nuclear variety. What a killjoy I am. But let comfort reign, I say.

  2. Ooh, very pink and fluffy! No purple ones?

    Where did you get the kid-sized onesie? I've been looking for a lightweight one as Mr L wants one but he is thermally challenged and would get too hot in fleece.


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