Hey everyone...

I have the most awesome husband in the world...

Who does lots of strange things on the computer in a completely different language (html anyone??) ...

Leaving me completely clueless...

Especially when he presents me with a special new webpage all of my very own.

:-/ 

That has everything this blog has (except the same address), and more...

Which scares the socks off me. Since I really just use this site to jot down thoughts and memories as they happen.

But.

Guess I had better get on to using the new one...

Since he put all that work into it.

So, join me at my new home, will ya? www.charlischuckles.com <---click, and then save it. :-)

I've been so frightfully busy this past week, chasing the kiddies to the land of insanity and back again. James has taken over the office, with his business stuff, so I haven't been able to use that computer to load up pictures, but I have some doozies coming your way! Eventually. :-/ If I could get myself organised, I'd load them up during the day (while computer man is at work), but where's the fun in that?! Oh. Oh! Talking about fun! We had some friends drop by this afternoon, and much to my horror, one of their sons found the HUGEST rat under our stairs.

Huge like I've never seen before! It was dead (God is good to this despising-rodents-Mother) but they got a real kick out of poking it with sticks, while I hopped up and down shrieking like a mad woman.

Boys.

I'll never ever ever understand them!

And really, it wasn't much fun. (except for the boys, of course.) I've never seen a rat before. Before last Wednesday, I'd never stepped on a frog before either. Guess that was a week of beginnings! (by the way. That frog thing? It was disgusting. I screamed and screamed. The frog screamed and screamed. Jimmy laughed. And I began to miss New Zealand and it's house-frog-lackingness). But! I have yet to come across a snake, and I'm happy to leave it that way!

So. All that just to say that you gots to go and check out my new page. :-)

Click click. (on me) (this link, that is, not me personally)(that would be kinda weird.)(weirdo.)

Christian Business Search

I mentioned briefly in one of my previous posts about our new "baby". CBS.

This little fella is the realization of a dream for my husband, who has been talking about a directory like this for, well, years. I'm so proud of him for putting himself out there and making this work. He's been building this website for quite a few months now, and is finally accepting listings for the directory. We're so excited about it, because, I mean, how handy would it be to have a place like this, where we can support other Christians in their trades, and also be able to find a trustworthy tradesman, with merely the flick of a button. It's not only for tradies, though... you can advertise on the site for sewing, babysitting, cleaning, anything that you can do, and would do if you had people to do it for. It's cheap to advertise...really really cheap, compared to advertising on the radio or in print. Which is kind of cool, because we will be advertising through those avenues for you!

I'm excited about this. :-)

We've been so so busy these past few weeks, sending out letters to Christians everywhere, and are currently in the process of making up a brochure, which will be introducing the business and making known our vision for it, throughout Australia.

So, c'mon guys...jump on the wagon, and see where this takes ya! :-)

Ok.

soo...

just hypothetically, of course...

If I was to discover what this mystery rash was, and it was, ohhh say something quite trivial and not rash-like at all, like uhhhh nailpolish that I'd had to confiscate off my three-year-old son earlier that day...

Would I be laughed at? poked fun of? deleted off your list of blogs to read??

(remember, this is hypothetically...)

Hypothetically. Isn't that a cool word? Say it five times fast. Go on. Dare ya. Hypothetically hypothetically hypothetically hypothetically hypothetically. Bit of a tongue twister huh? See! I am worth reading! Even if I do freak out at nailpolish on my fingers and write my will out on my blog for all the world to see.

:-/

None of this ever happened....

I have this weird rashy spotty stuff coming up on my fingers.

If I drop dead,  I want Vicki to have my Thermomix. She'd love it.

And someone has to make sure James marries someone nice. I don't want any evil step-mothers in my house. That means, no old girl-friends or I'll be haunting him forever. Oh, and good luck to her with Rachel's toilet training. lol! Tell her to watch out for the seizures and passing out...it can be a tad scary the first few times. My kids love the book "The Fidgety Itch" and Brum is Christian's favourite dvd. Livvy likes to have nibbles in bed during rest time, and a pile of her favourite books. Jimmy likes cold sausages for lunch. Oh, and watch out for the drop bears.

She'll be right. :-/

They'll be right. :-)

Those rashes, eh. I know they'd get the best of me eventually...

I've been a tad preoccupied lately.

With this. Go on. Check it out. It's our baby. :-)