A Holding Pattern Post

I have this post in the pipeline that is taking ages to do, it’s not even that long, but it’s causing me problems. I thought I might finally have cracked it this morning but actually I haven’t.

So rather than leave a blank space on a Saturday morning I thought I would share this.

The kids wanted pancakes for breakfast, a reasonably regular request. The thing is, since the kitchen got plastered, everything has been in a state of flux. Half the kitchenalia is hiding in the dining room and things are commuting between the two rooms on the misery line. In fact, I have given up trying to keep track; the kitchen is like the enemy within at the moment. So the pancake batter is made, but we can’t locate the frying pan. In complete harmony with my defeatist outlook, I sat down and the kids went off to investigate. They came back initially and reported that it should be by the toolbox: it was not. Then after some time had elapsed they came back and said it had turned up and could I go and get on with making a breakfast stack.

Where was it? I said.

Under the dog’s bed! they replied.

How, how is this possible? I wonder.

Just don’t go there… what is left of my rational mind whimpers.

Posted on November 20, 2010, in Cats, Children, Consumerism, Food and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 7 Comments.

  1. Where else would it be in the home of a hard-pressed working mother with a rich inner life? Much more important than trying to negotiate a treaty between warring kitchen locations.

  2. After the big build up it better be good. Can it beat the dog on the loose post?

  3. Some of your posts are entertaining some thought provoking and as I’m a bit thick some are educational.

  4. You aren’t thick matey!!!

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