Today was pretty heartbreaking. The two of them spent the day taking those scary little fluffers to Brimbank Park. NOt only did they stay out for hours walking/carrying the doggies, but they let them play in the muddy banks of the river and shake all over each other. At least I managed to keep them in for a movie and for a long sleep in. Fail safe is by far my favourite. I watch it when S is out sometimes, to stay in touch with my masculinity and to remember not to hit the red button. I learnt that in my last button ethics class with L.

They did a ripper job of cooking for ANZAC day. S made some fun couscous, and I tucked into the ANZAC bickies L made when they weren't looking. I wish she'd used more honey.

x H