Time Flies When You Think You're Having Fun

Isn't it funny when the first week of the school holidays seems to go slowly, then the second week breezes by so quickly it's already Sunday? What's doubly confusing is when I seem to want to do everything under the sun during the school term but can't, then when the holidays come around, I'm stuck for ideas. Strange? Probably.


In saying that, I guess it has been a productive fortnight... wait. Scratch that, there's still some things I want to do! Could I freeze time for a few days, please?
OK, so I can't, but I'll make this post quick and get back to work.
One of my pet peeves is when people have to win. There's always someone that can't bear to lose, and this trait is portrayed in not one but two people around me on a daily basis. Let me set the scene today:
Family A: Mrs One, with children Miss Two (11) and Master Three (6), is my Dad's girlfriend. There's a complicated back story here, so I'll pass on writing it out.
Family B: Mr Four (my Dad), Miss Five (15), Miss Six (12) and me.
So this afternoon I thought it would be a good idea if we played cricket outside. I am now partially regretting this idea. Anyway, starting in our backyard, our game is running smoothly, aside from a slight bump in the road caused by Mrs One hitting the ball into our ball-loser of a hedge. It's now the second innings, and Master Three's turn. Scoring out for zero on the first bowl is enough to set him off, causing the bat hitting the wicket in a violent fashion. Play is suspended for a few minutes while Mrs One gets Master Three to locate a cone kicked under the hedge. Master Three's sudden fear of spiders makes this task take a little longer. Play continues until Mrs One hits a ball over the roof of the garage, never to be seen again, causing the suggestion of going to the nearby cricket pitch and starting play again.
Arriving at the park, Master Three goes off to play in the playground, and the cricket game resumes. After the first innings, Miss Six begins giving derogatory 'pointers' on everyone's bowling. Master Three comes over from the playground and starts fielding alongside Miss Two, later turning into harassment because she "kept taking his ball" [sic], causing play to be suspended a further few minutes. After three or so innings, Miss Five's score stays at 1, due to many turns resulting in getting out after the first ball. Mr Four suggests she have her turn before everyone else in the next innings, causing protest by Miss Six. Miss Five triples her score to 3, and next up is Miss Two (currently on 4), who gets out on the first ball for zero. Mr Four offers Miss Six another go, with more protest from Miss Six. Attempting a run, Miss Two is bowled out, again for zero. Miss Six is now making her presence felt, arguing that she should get another go, Mr Four says she doesn't need one, because her score is 21, and Miss Two didn't get any runs anyway. Miss Six doesn't care, she's too busy shouting to hear him anyway. Play is now cancelled, and we pack up and go home, everyone annoyed for some reason.
Conclusion: Mrs One is great at quelling her children, Miss Two gets constantly harassed by her brother, Master Three thinks he should always get the ball, Mr Four is good at cricket, Miss Five can get a little unlucky sometimes but wont complain, and Miss Six has to tell everyone what they're doing wrong, and wont give a care about what other people are telling her. Someone could easily want to give her a million dollars for all she knows.
So this post wasn't quite quick after all, but hey, I had to get a lot out of my head. So sue me. No wait, don't.


What I'm watching: The Muppets + Sandra Bullock + Those pink creatures from the Bandana Day ad from a few years ago = This.