Every Tuesday I intend to do a quick review of some of the posts from the last week that have made me smile, made me chuckle or, even…. just made me think.
Some of these you may have seen yourselves.
And some of them you may have missed.
I don’t think of these in any competitive sense at all.
This isn’t a top-ten listing.
They’re merely the posts that have stuck in my head.
And where better to find a rant from a pregnant woman than at Pint Sized Rants?
In A Rant About Respect, (well, lack of), the pregnant Little Me thinks about taking up smoking….
Just to piss people off!
It’s the complete strangers who come up and touch her bump, you see!
I think I’d take up smoking if someone did that to me!
2). But then, I guess, if you really wanted to read a rant by a pregnant woman, you’d probably take a look to see what Piglet from Piglet in France is up to?
And, if you were to so that you’d find that she’s been ranting all about French administration in French healthcover: when it goes wrong it goes oh so very wrong…
This delightful rant will probably become standard course material for students of social science in the years to come.
Still, I know exactly where Piglet is going wrong….
You see, she says… “So I have listed everything that’s not right with my relationship with the French Social Security people and have tried to start attacking my list as best as I can.”
When what she should have said (and probably what she really meant) is…. “So I have listed everything that’s not right with my relationship with the French Social Security people and have decided to start attacking them all, at the soonest opportunity, with a fondue fork (it’s a long story!), as best as I can.”
By the way, it’s snowing over at Piglet in France and it’s a really weird (but in a nice way) effect!
Or perhaps my dandruff is just worse than I thought?
3). After reading The Hospital Bag and the Sexy Swimsuit over at Kung Fu Dana I have come to the conclusion that every woman in France is, in fact, a)… Pregnant, b). In imminent danger of being about to give birth and c). Beautifully blogging about it!
TV must have been really crap 9 months ago!
Dana tells a lovely tale of what happens when… “the hospital wants me to make ABSOLUTELY certain that I bring my sexy swimsuit to BIRTH MY CHILD IN. Do I need hooker heels too????”
Oh, they asked her to bring in her own humidifier unit as well!
Lovely rants Dana, good luck with the childbirth thing.
One of the days I’ll find a blog by someone who isn’t pregnant in France!
Kim from The Cabes in France is not pregnant because she’s just given birth!
And you can read all about it in Jacob’s Birth Story.
Now, maybe I’m just a typical male but, I do have to admit that I find the start of the whole process a whole lot more interesting than the end result….
And am constantly amazed that people don’t tend to blog more about that?
Still, lovely blog post Kim – and, once again, congrats on Jacob!
Apparently they’d handing them out to schoolchildren these days!
A wise precaution, I say….
Just in case we suffer another bout of crap TV!
Now, I don’t want to give the game away but, this post almost won the Condom of the Week Award!
Almost, but not quite….
OK – now all that stuff is out of the way, let’s get on to the really important stuff…
Of course, it’s Awards Time!
And, I am proud to announce a new winner of the Blog of the Week Award!
This is awarded to the Blog post that has tickled my fancy the most during the past seven days.
This week’s Blog of the Week has been won by Amber at Travelling Amber.
I think it’s all something all something to do with crap TV about 9 months ago but the result is a post called Bienvenue au Monde, Little V!
Perhaps you could replace them with tales of nappies and baby poo?
And projectile vomiting at the baptism?
Sort of par for the course for expat mummies in France?
Congratulations Amber – and I’ve really have got over my disappointment about you not actually giving birth at the till in Auchan!
Amber, if you’d like to place your award on your blog sidebar just email me and I’ll send you the code.
Now for the rest of the awards….
Well, lets start off with the Condom of the Week Award!
A series of 5 short stories all about a discarded condom – brilliantly simple; simply brilliant!
This post is all about canine fashion and, specifically, the Winter Wear line.
Nice one Crystal, nice one Max.. Nice one Pinch!
Kim discovers that Brittany is full of… “lute players who imitate Jimi Hendrix, playing his lute with his teeth while on his knees as the pirates in the tent roared and crashed their glasses of grog on our table, making the swords piled there bounce in an alarming manner!”
Kim, that’s par for the course here in rural (and rather slightly backward) Brittany – the local TV is so crap it’s either that Lute stuff or……
And MJ also wins the Raving Flatulence Award of the Week for the same post but, you’ll be glad to hear (as will she, no doubt), she win’s it on behalf of her son, Lucien!
Way to go, Lucien, way to go.
Lucian, with words like… “Mommy, there’s a problem with my butt.” you could be the next Hemingway!
Interesting recipe, Kitty.
The only recipe for winter soup that I know starts… “First take one hedgehog (preferably not too squashed) and 8 kilos of Brussels Sprouts!”
And, you know, that tends to win me the Raving Flatulence Award of the Week, every week!
I’ll have to try your recipe for a change (and also to give Mrs A Taste of Garlic some breathing space, if you know what I mean?)
What award, I hear you ask?
Well, it’s none other than the rather rare and curiously coveted Oh my God! There’s another Mad American on the Streets of Paris (and probably on the Pavements too!) Award because she’s thinking (it seems) about getting a VSP which is short for rather dangerous car that only does 2mph and is driven by people who don’t have driving licenses!
I think that what sums up her post best are the words… “I’ll leave it at that. Three pedals, three mirrors and five gears are just too many things to deal with simultaneously.”
Katrin, remind me to wear full body armour and top up my medical insurance the next time I visit Paris!
I suppose that if I were in the market for a Small White Fridge I might want to see a photo of it too….
Just to ensure that it was small, white and… fridge shaped!
Still, it’s better than talking about dishwashers, isn’t it?
Speaking of which…
I loved your description of Le Petit Con, Sarah…. “This is the kid who is a manipulative catalyst for trouble and has been previously banned from my house. He’s been recently re-banned since he took the utility room door half off its hinges and left it hanging.”
Kids like that are the only reason I consistently lobby for an immediate improvement in the sorry state of our crap TV and a consequent increase in celibacy!
And, talking of kids…
Although I do have to say that, personally, I find taking your doll to the cemetery and roasting squirrels over a fire perfectly normal behaviour!
That’s all I seemed to do when I was a kid and look at me now…
Well, that’s me done for today. Now it’s back to the delights of Probability Theory (don’t you just love Permutations and Combinations?), PHP (don’t you just love… NO!) and mySQL (don’t you just love… NO, definitely not!)
I think that, all being well, there may actually be a post tomorrow!
Watch this space to see…..
All the best