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AS bringing up a baby costs more than just a bob or two, feeling permanently penniless seems to be par for the course for those of us who embark on parenthood.
LIVING with a load of animal lovers who are desperate for a dog can be a tad tricky for those of us who aren’t particularly passionate about pets.
WITH only five days to go until Mother’s Day, preparations for one of the major events in your columnist’s calendar appear to be going to plan.
BRINGING up boys and tomboys, can, I reckon, be something of a trial for females who fall firmly and fluffily into the "girly girl" category.
HO hum - here we go again. Although it only seems like five minutes since the rabble returned to their classrooms after the Christmas hiatus, the school half-term - and accompanying headache for the many working mums who are unable to take the whole week off - has arrived.
SPRING, if the signs popping up in our neck of the north Edinburgh woods are anything to go by, looks like it may be on the verge of springing into life.
AS someone who has "struggles with science and maths" stamped on school reports, bungling attempts with Bunsen burners and failure to grasp mathematical formulae meant a career as an astrophysicist or statistician was never going to be an option.
MAN-ABOUT-OUR-HOUSE is a fan of putting things off for as long as possible. This, according to he who is a fully paid-up member of the leave-it-till-later society, is because the stronger sex are naturally "laid back" and don’t need to be nagged or nudged into action. Whereas women, of course, like to label this trait "laziness".
IT seems to be a fact of life that we females get accused of being fussy by our less picky partners.
finds a minute to contemplate all that multi-tasking
WELL, how was it for you? Did you spend Hogmanay harmoniously singing along to the Scissor Sisters in Princes Street Gardens and hugging strangers on Hanover Street?
SO what did you get for Christmas this year? Whether Santa left scented soap, socks or a pair of Homer Simpson slippers in your stocking, since the typical Christmas Day menu serves up a whopping 7312 calories, it’s likely that you also ended up with a bulging belly and a bout of indigestion.
AS well as the office party, the school Nativity play and a trip to see the Happy Gang at the Usher Hall, one of my favourite festive occasions has got to be my uncle’s Christmas Eve knees-up, which traditionally features feasting, a table tennis tournament (which I’ve a habit of coming last in) and the annual Macari general knowledge quiz.
WITH only "ten more sleeps" until a special sleigh draws to a halt at our Santa-please-stop-here sign, the build-up to the big day has reached fever pitch in our house - and it’s not just four hyped-up children who are fit to burst.
WITH the Winter Wonderland up and running on Princes Street, and George Street glowing with Christmas lights, ‘tis definitely the season to be jolly. Which translates as jolly busy if you happen to be female.
THOUSANDS of people learning English were asked to come up with their favourite words in the language. When it comes to beautiful words, I can certainly come up with a few of my own.
KEEPING the kids quiet during our cold, wet, miserable winter certainly keeps us parents busy. Like most modern-day mums, who are trying to work, wade through the washing mountain or work out wot’s ’appenin’ in Walford, restraining the rabble from rampaging around the house usually means resorting to the usual recipe for racket reduction - that is, handing over control of the PlayStation console along with the promise of pocket money increases and pizza for tea.
MAN about my house is feeling fair chuffed with himself at the moment.