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This time two days ago, Boo had no idea who One Direction were. Last week, thanks to the very informative Twitter, was the first time I was aware of the One Direction phenomenon.

Boo’s first introduction was Sunday night at the start of The Logies, where One Direction performed. This was backed up with a day at vacation care where a bunch of tweens spent the day indoctrinating her to believe One Direction is the best thing E.V.E.R.

It won’t be long before Boo herself is a tween. I honestly don’t think I’m ready for that!

It’s bad enough that, despite the fact that I buy her age appropriate clothing, my little fashionista can mix and match the clothing in her wardrobe to make herself look like a mini-teen. Add to that an interest in boys, boy bands and a fair shot of attitude. I’m quietly shitting myself of what lays ahead!

There really is only One Direction, and that direction is up… Growing up! Whilst it’s exciting to think about the sort of person Boo will grow into, she’s my baby and I want to keep her like that as long as possible.

I don’t like that there are tweens influencing my little chick, enticing her to grow up quickly. I’m not prepared for the next phase.

I want time to stand still. I want to savour this time in her life, our lives. I don’t want to lose my job as the major influence in her life. I’m not ready yet.

 

As it was I missed my flight home from Melbourne last week. In the fuzziness of my head at 7am, post the night before (DPCon12 Dinner Dance), I did not think to book extra luggage to get my swag bag home.

Carry on luggage allowance is 10kg on Tiger. I had no idea how much I carried over. Perth Airport did not weigh my carry-on unlike the nazi check-in staff at Melbourne Airport. My guess is, about 8 or 9kg accompanied me to Melbourne.

5kg needed to be dispersed prior to boarding in Melbourne, or pay $70 to check one bag!

I could have argued that at 59kg, I was already carrying way less than the average person boarding the plane… If I was not so hungover and foggy, I may have attempted inciting this argument.

First stop, the bathroom, pull on every piece of clothing I possibly could, and swap ballet flats for knee high boots.
Next, share the pasta goodness and baby accessories with the pram pushing mother who is watching on completely bemused.

Reweigh luggage. Bugger 2kg or so still to discard!

Lightbulb moment…

Comfy,stretch jeans to the rescue. Hallmark cards, iPad, notebooks, and cleaning products shoved into top of jeans.

Reweigh luggage. Still another kilo to remove!

Goodbye Viva kitchen and bathroom wipes, you will not fit in my jeans.

10.5kg and they are letting me go.

I walk around the bend and there are two large CCTV cameras hanging from the roof, not to mention the X-ray machine and the frisking man!

Key lightbulb moment number 2.

Drop swag bag contents all over floor and let everything fall out of jeans at the same time, then repack all in swag bag, put on X-ray conveyor, and hope Funniest Home Videos never get hold of the CCTV footage.

Even managed to smuggle through this photo booth photo, too.

 

I think I’m back! Back to my social media duties that is!

I won’t bore you with the intricate details of my MIA status but the best excuses I can come up with are

  1. I’ve been working fulltime for the past couple of months
  2. I’ve had all-consuming stuff going on in my head that I didn’t want to blog or tweet about, so I went into a social media hibernation
  3. I spend all day at work on a computer/iPad/tablet/phone. It was the last thing I’ve felt like doing when I’ve been at home
  4. My home is under a 2 month backlog of housework that I cannot find the computer (or somewhere comfortable to sit)!
  5. My life has been so boring, and there has been nothing to blog about!
 

Tonight, Boo was going to her first music concert. The excitement has been palpable for weeks, and she was bouncing off the walls this morning singing Cha-ching, Cha-ching.

Around 10:30 this morning, I received a text and an email from Ticketmaster advising me tonight’s Jessie J concert was cancelled due to illness.

Damn! I had to break the news to the super-excited one Sad smile

Six year olds in all their egocentric ways do not think people can be sick especially when it has an impact on them! There was lots of tears of disappointment.

She now thinks that maybe I could take her to see Lady Gaga!

Um, no! I’m fairly certain that would be so inappropriate for a 6 year old!

She now wants to know whose coming to Perth next, that might be appropriate for a six year old? And what will we do tonight to make up for her disappointment?

 
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