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Going solo . . .

I know I’ve said this before, but bloody hell, I take my hat, bra, and even pantaloons off to single moms and those single dads who are hands on. I’m flying solo this week and besides the obvious reasons for missing the captain of my heart and home, there are loads of other things he does that I totally take for granted and when he’s not around, it feels like I’m missing a limb.

All the single moms out there? I cannot believe there is not a Single Mom’s Day. Because feck, you deserve it. I will never ever ever complain again. Because, really, I have no reason whatsoever to complain.

Don’t get me wrong. I can so fly solo, it’s just really difficult to keep all the balls in the air when you’re alone. And having a super husband who just makes everything tick in the background, adds to the dropping of balls when he’s away.

Thomas has gone to school minus the usual things.
We’ve been super late.
We’ve almost missed the carpool.
He’s had Charly’s cake for breakfast.
He’s gone to bed in his clothes. No bath, no brushing of teeth.
And the poor child has even had to bring me my wine.

Big love and respect to all the single mommies. You guys are frigging awesome.
PS: If you’re a single involved dad, take a bow!

Of cougars and Ben10’s

I read a funny article in a mag the other day. Apparently in the latest township slang a Ben10 is an older women’s plaything. Hahaha. If you don’t know who or what Ben10 is, you should stop reading right now. You’ve obviously lost your way and meant to go to some other blog.

Before this my favourite word for a Ben10 was “katelknaap”. A very nice Afrikaans word that is sooo descriptive.

Then I saw this funny thing on Facebook the other day.
“Madonna is 55, her boyfriend is 22.
Tina Turner is 75, her boyfriend is 40.
JLo is 42, her boyfriend is 26.
Mariah Carey is 44, her husband is 32.
Still single? Relax. Your boyfriend is not born yet”.

Whakakakakaakaa. I laughed so hard until I thought of all the single women I know who are my age. And my son is 5. He is in very real danger of becoming someone’s Ben10.

Worst case scenario, it could be one of the women I know. And it doesn’t help that he is gaga over Ben10. It used to be cute when he dressed up in his Ben10 clothes and went all Ben10 on me. But after seeing the post on FB about the celebs, it’s not so funny any longer. Gulp.

But I daren’t unBen10 him yet. I won’t survive the fallout. For now, I will just say a silent prayer everytime he’s in his Ben10 gear  and says he wants to be a Ben10. Or when some woman my age bemoans the fact that she’s still single and wonders if there’s anyone for her out there!