8 December 2007

holding my breath and waiting for the third - updated

1. Son #3 dropped an entire jar of 100s and 1000s on the kitchen floor. The round kind. The kind that roll far far away. In all directions of the compass.

2. The mister flooded the laundry so thoroughly that water ran under the walls and into the bathroom on one side, into Son #2's room on the other side and up the hallway almost as far as the end bedroom. I've used every towel and old cloth nappy in the house to soak up the sog.

It always comes in threes, right?

Here's a totally irrelevant photo. As a distraction aid, you know.

day grasses

And here is the same patch of grasses at night, a year and a half ago.

night grasses


Update: 100s and 1000s are also known as sprinkles. They come in round or stick versions, and you put them on children's ice creams. Or if you live in Australia, you make fairy bread with them. Yum.

16 comments:

Fairlie said...

You need to break a match. It is a Scottish tradition (at least in my Mum's family!) to break a match when two breakages etc have happened...as that then becomes the third and saves you from any more drastic accidents.

Laura Jane said...

Oh dear. Did the water wash out the colours of the 100s and 1000s? What a mess, I hope your walls don't swell Suse.

I agree with Fairlie - break a match - or if it would give you more satisfaction throw and old saucer you don't like at the fence! I'm told its very therapeutic.

Gorgeous grass - I'm distrac....

MrsFife said...

Um, what are 100s and 1000s? At first I thought you were talking about loose change...

fiona said...

did the water mix with the 100&1000's? that would be pretty!

telfair said...

I'll bet the dog loved the mishap with the 100s & 1000s.

And that night picture of the grasses is just beautiful.

meggie said...

'hope the walls dont swell'- I agree, nothing would be worse, unless it was swollen walls with streaks of colour from 100s & 1000s.

Ani said...

I guess last night was a WATERY kind of night! Here is my version. I was finally asleep after hours of feeling rather ill and running repeatedly back and forth from the bed to the toilet. I woke up at 2AM, mountain time here United States, to find water gushing out of a broken pipe connection under our kitchen sink, and flooding the kitchen. All of the plumbers in the telephone book that had a 24 hour advertisement seemed to be avoiding the phone, possibly due to the heavily falling snow and icey roads outside that they didn't want to venture out into. I spent the rest of the early morning emptying buckets every 4-5 minutes, while attempting to plug with my finger the painfully (in a literal sense)strong water spray. Finally, my man was able to wrench loose the very stuck water turn-off knob after a few hours of struggling with various tools and lots of panicked yelling. He does not stay calm, but rather embellishes storms. Amazingly, the three-month-old daughter who usually cries every time she is set down, woke and stared quietly at the whole circus of an emergency before falling back to sleep while nursing on a thoroughly soaked and exhausted mother 3 hours later. Ironically, all of the ten plumbers returned my calls one after another between 7:00 and 9:00 in the morning when I was finally attempting to sleep.
Lucky for me, no swollen walls. Only general wetness everywhere!

I am also mystified- what the heck are 100's and 1000's?

bluemountainsmary said...

Must be the week for flooded laundries. Carpet and floor still sodden in the room next door.

Photos as lovely as ever.

Anonymous said...

I checked this out because of the update, rather dreading the 'third thing'. Hopefully you broke a match to prevent any further mishaps.
We have 100s and 1000s in the UK too, essential for decorating fairy cakes (not cupcakes which are aiming for world domination), and trifles(!)

Suse said...

I broke a match last night when lighting the advent candle (stressed, moi?)

Does that count?

Kim said...

Oscar once got into the 100s and 1000s as a wee chap and as I was in the other room I could just hear him cooing away and this sudden and resounding "swiiiiiisshhhhhhhh" as they went e.v.e.r.y.w.h.e.r.e. By the time I got into the room there he was, surrounded by, well, 100s and 1000s and to deal with them all, he was simply pressing his hand into them and licking them off.

Yuck re the other event.

Stacey (Sheeps Clothing) said...

Ah, those clever Scots. Good advice from Fairlie!
Those 100s and 1000s roll and have this strange static like thing going on so they keep rolling away from you as you try to pick them up (I'm an old hand at 100 and 1000 clean ups - never let your kids try and put them on themselves).
I bet the clean up took ages. I spilt a 1 litre bottle of canola oil a few months back. That was a marathon cleaning session as well. I washed the floor about four times and it was still greasy.
Hope the third thing hasn't eventuated.

fiveandtwo said...

I'm a big fan of grasses - your photos are just beautiful, particularly the night-time one.

100s and 1000s find every crack and crevice to lodge in, evading capture. My kids are partial to them on ice cream.

blackbird said...

100s and 1000s is such a lot to say for such tiny things.

We don't have Fairy Bread in Tuvalu, we have Cinnamon Toast, which has the same nutritional value.

fifi said...

perhaps the ants will do their thing and carry off the hundreds and thousands for you.

Love the grass photos.

Lazy cow said...

Those bloody 100s and 1000s. I made a birthday cake a couple of years ago, and let the chocolate icing set too much before tipping an entire pack of them all over the cake. Bounce, bounce, bounce, swear, swear, swear. It's funny NOW.