Short week

Zach walking out the door on the way to catch the school bus after the Easter holidays
Zach: God I hate Mondays
J: Well that's ok then because it's Tuesday!
Zach: OH GOD!
J: Hang on did you think it was Monday and pack all the wrong books for school?
Zach: Yep!

Summer's coming..

Never thought I'd be so far from you when I laid my head to sleep
but sometimes hearts make promises that feet don't always keep
Never thought that loving you 'd hurt more than leaving you behind
but peace is so much easier now you're not messing up my mind

There's method in my madness
There's seasons in my sadness
and with summer coming baby
I don't need your 'ok...maybe..'

Leo and Einstein

driving home from school

J: quick Zach - take a picture of that on my phone...

Monty Python

Zach: mum have you ever heard of Monty Python?
J: er... yes! I grew up watching Monty Python. Why?
Zach: I've just been watching them on youtube ... they're soooo funny - watch this!

Wolf watch

apocalypse toe

Zach : Mum do you know what the worst kind of apocalypse would be?
J : they'd all be pretty bad I'd imagine!
Zach : well it wouldn't be Zombies or alien invasion
J : ok...
Zach: it'd be if everything was positioned at an annoying distance to you so that you stubbed your toe all the time!
J : have you just stubbed your toe again by any chance?
Zach : yes and it bloody hurts!

trust rusts...

X : I think we should do some trust exercises to help our relationship grow
J : oh ok how about we live together for years and I trust you not to sleep with every woman you meet...  Oh hang on we did that already and you failed miserably
X : now I think EVERY woman is a a bit of an exaggeration!  Besides I think you're underestimating the healing power of you
J : really?  Actually I think that you're over -estimating the forgiving power of me...

14 February

the assistant app on my phone offered to be my valentine ... I felt that was rubbing it in ever so slightly

less is more...

even after all these years
all the heartbreaks, all the tears
all your convoluted lies
all our many sad goodbyes
if I'm pressed, I must confess
that I don't love you any less...