He's fighting!

My last post was pretty emotional...I was pretty emotional, throughout the whole of last week.

We were on on the edge of our seats everytime the home phone or my mobile rang.

Dreading "that call"...

When I finished work on Sunday, I went straight to Bris for visiting time, where I found my stepdad, not too good.
He had been fairly responsive the day prior, talking to my sisters & mum. I kind of expected the same...but he was really exhausted.

He woke after a while, & had a bit of a chat. He is pretty confused still, & his brain, I guess would be trying to process what the hell happened to it!!

So, we went from being warned that he would only last 48 hours, (& apparently that was stretching it...the type of bleed he had, usually only 2% of people survive...the other 98% will die within 24 hours!)....to, a 61 yr old dude who is obviously so not ready to be done here on this earth!

Arrangements are coming to place to move hospitals & begin a fast-track rehabilitation program.
As you can imagine, everyone is feeling more at ease!

He will have good & bad days, & a kind of rollercoaster ride to recovery...but, he fought this hard to stay alive.....he can do it!


Thanks so much to my wonderful friends, & my baby sister, (man, have we had some phone chats in the past week!) your support & love throughout the past week, really kept me going when I felt so down.

You just never know.

....what this little thing called life has in store, huh.

On Tuesday morning, my Mum called to inform me that my stepdad (Denis) had suffered a stroke, with bleeding on his brain, & blood pressure that was unable to be stabilised.

Denis has suffered health scares before, but, he is as strong as an Ox....he is never down for long, & lives his life so fast & hard, you would be shocked to be told he was in his 60's!
I was, when Mum told me how old he was!!

My Mum & Denis got together when I was 13 years old.
I loved him in the beginning...then once I realised they had something happening...OMG, did I give him grief!!
My real dad is a bit of a .....situation.

I am the only one of 5 kids who has anything to do with him.
Denis took us 5 on as his own, & formed a particularly close bond with my brothers & baby sister...(he is the only Dad she has ever known)

The past 4 days have been filled with indescribable sadness....& ... regrets....I regret so so much, not telling him how much he meant to me.

I treated him so coldly, at times, & all he ever did was love me, & want to be there for us, & our Mum.

You know, I still kind of expect that he will pull through this.

His days are a mix of good & bad.
Yesterday, he told mum that he loved her so much, & that she is beautiful, which brought a huge happiness to her heart....the day prior, he was asking who she was...

Mum told him for me that I loved him,( when I couldn't make it back to visit)...& he said, "I know"....

So, for now, he is out of ICU, as there's nothing more that they can do for him.
It has been explained that they will continue to feed him intravenously, & do what they can, but, if his heart stops, they won't revive him.
They think that his organs will start to fail....& here I sit uncontrollably sobbing at the thought that we will never see him as we knew him again....

All we can do is pray, & thats something I kinda gave up on there for a while, but I tell you, I am praying with all my might....miracles happen....lets hope for one....no harm in hoping, huh?

I've been ... TAGGED!

I've been tagged by Sally!
I've not been tagged before, I don't think!


1. Where is your cell phone? In my bag...on SILENT! OOOPS.
2. Where is your significant other? Work.
3. Your hair color? A mix of blondish chocolate foils
4. Your mother? At work.
5. Your father? At his house..probably gardening.
6. Your favorite thing? Happiness
7. Your dream last night? Not sure...can't remember.
8. Your dream/goal? For my children to be happy & successful in their lives.
9. The room your in? Office
10. Your hobby?Reading, professional beach bum... :)
11. Your fear? Something happening to my kids.
12. Where do you want to be in six years? Not paying as much for bloody fuel....um, not sure!
13. Where were you last night? At work
14. What you’re not? Tall
15. One of your wish list items? A Pandora bracelet!
16. Where you grew up? Tweed Coast
17. The last thing you did? Hung washing!
18. What are you wearing? Pink singlet & bikini bottoms...(keep getting in & out of pool!)
19. Your TV? Roary the Racing Car
20. Your pet? Bunny
21. Your computer? Laptop heapa shit!
22. Your mood? Relaxed
23. Missing someone? My mum
24. Your car? Suzuki Grand Vitara XL7
25. Something you’re not wearing? Shoes
26. Favorite store?Tempt & perfume empire
27. Your summer? It was hot, hot, hot
28. Love someone? Mostly lol
29. Your favorite color? Pink
30. When is the last time you laughed? At Jayden...he was watching the Woolies ad where the little girl makes a "jewel" necklace with fruit...he says everytime he sees the ad.."Thats my girl!"
he loves her!!!!
31. Last time you cried? Wednesday....was so sick of the shit in my life!
Im okay now... ;)

Another Birthday.

Our precious girl celebrated her 12th birthday on Wednesday.
Each year that passes, I always am amazed at how fast the next one has come around.

It truly does feel like yesterday, that we discovered we were having her!
And here she is, ...so smart, so beautiful, so independent & grown so much.

She is a popular girl among her friends....they report that she is the "caring one" of the group...she will sit out of a game to keep an injured mate company, even if she really likes whats going on!

She is so beautifully natured, she has such a huge heart, which also enables her to be wounded easily...

Her future is so bright...she will be whatever she sets her mind to....then some!....I know it.

As much as I don't want her to grow up too....I am looking forward to her becoming a young adult, & sharing in her life, as she chooses her own path.

I will always be there...ready to share in her excitements, disappointments, triumphs, or just be a shopping buddy!!

No matter how old she gets....she will forever be my baby girl.

Happy Birthday Tylah.

I am so proud to be your Mum. xoxox

(Now some pics!)

Our baby girl, 8 weeks old.


Taken last year.

Cupcakes!!

"The Girls"...pool party on Wednesday!

Mother & Daughter

Clever Little Man

We have a very clever little boy on our hands, with Jayden.



He has a keen interest in numbers, & can recognise any number from 1-10.



Out shopping, was when he first amazed us.

It was before he was 2 years old, & he looked up from the trolley, with eyes wide & said, "Look Mum! Its 4!" as we entered aisle number 4.



I had put that down to memorising them from a television show, Numberjacks, which he is an addict of!



When we got home, we went with it...I was excited to see how much was just recognition.



Well....I gave him a handful of cards, fom 1-10.

Not only did he point out number 6...he turned the card upside down & said, "Now....9!" back the other way again, "Now...6!".... & again, "Now...9!" til he gathered that yes, Mum does get the drift!



Colours & numbers are his thing. He loves to show just how clever he is.

He is the same with colours; can tell you any colour you point at.

He loves counting & painting at the moment.

Wonder what he will be into within the next 12 months?....

My team.

Thinking back to when I was a little girl, & my dad was a keen Manly supporter.
I didn't have a clue what the heck football was about, but from a very early age, would get about singing, "Manly are the best!" when my Dad had his mates around to watch a game.

I recall eating a boiled egg, before an athletics carnival that my Dad had proudly on display, with an emblem of Manly on it.
(It wasn't the same one, but was the spiel my dad used to get me amped before the carnival, I guess! It must have worked too...I was a winner that day!)

And he made sure I supported them throughout my teenage years, when asked who I barracked for, I would mumble "Manly, Dad" and roll my eyes with embarrassment.

At that stage, I don't think they actually won many games.
It was not cool to support them.

As I grew older, my loyalty stayed with my Dads team, even though I had a Bronco nut for a husband & son!

A few weeks ago, Jamie looked at me & said, "Hun, I think Manly might go ok you know!" and, seeing as he has disowned the Broncos after their last disappointing match, I suggested that he adopt Manly.

And so he has!

Last night at work, I was partaking in a conversation regarding football when the subject of Manly arose.
I said, "Ooooh! They're my team!"

The customer said, "Yeah, funny how many Manly supporters are suddenly cropping up"
Well!
Fuck you buddy.
I supported 'em waaay back when I was forced too, so...bite that!

My Girl...

What a massive difference it is to our household without our daughter here.

Away on school camp, (They bussed it to Dubbo, Tamworth, & surrounding areas) I am sure she is having the time of her life with her school friends.

How I miss her constant chattering!

Just to hear her, or her music being played in her room, or her clothes strewn over the place.....is a reminder of her prescence!

One more sleep & she will be home....

And while I am on the subject of my Daughter, allow me to ramble, will you?

I always knew I would just have 1 daughter, for some strange reason.

I envisioned what it would be like, to have a little girl with piggytails & all in pink.

(By the way, neither happened...she had not enough hair to put in pigtails & she chose her own clothes from a very early age...usually things identical to her big brother...camo t-shirts, & Batman dress-ups...I kid you not!)

I had imagined her & I would shop together, (a trait she did get from me is being able to shop for hours on end, without a break, except for a stop off at a cafe where we sit pondering our next purchases, while refreshening ourselves with a cool drink) & I have to admit...there have been occassions where Tylah will ask if we can go & get something-or-rather she needs for school, only to get to the shops, & her to grin cheekily at me & say,

"Oh mum, I hope you don't mind...we just need some girl time!" & theres nothing she needs afterall, except to have that one-on-one time with her mummy.

Awwwww!!!

I miss my baby girl.

( I really should stop referring to her as my baby too...she turns 12 next month!)

Busy Day for Birthdays!!

Busy start to the morning today, when I had 3 birthday calls to make!

My sister turns 30 today, my dear friend, Jane, turns 32, & my cousin Rayelene, turned 32 as well, (I think!)

Had been hoping to head up & take Dee (my sister) out to lunch, but my little man is not quite 100%, so I'm not too keen on taking him out.

Dunno what the hell is wrong with me, but I cannot stop feeling bloody tired!

I am eating well, resting well.....I dunno!

Fathers Day was great.

Jamie is a spoilt biatch, I tell ya!

He scored well... Jim Beam radio for work, new Pete Murray CD, Jim Beam car seat covers, (he's a JB collector nut!) new aftershave, & a big ass bag of Darrel Lea chocolate bullets, (so that we could scab some off him & he'd still get a good go at them!)

I also dragged my sorry (that I mentioned I'd do it! HA!) ass outta bed at 5am, people! & cooked him bacon & snags (he's not an egg eater, poor pet went "off" them & coffee when I was pregnant with Jake, & to this day, he hasn't touched since!) hash browns, baked beans & muffins, for the kids to take credit for...LOL.

He was fairly stoked.

I then went to work til after lunch, had a quick squizz around the markets then wandered home.

Bundled up the family, & we went to have lunch out.

I kept telling them I was taking them to KFC, but had intentions of going to Outback Jacks, as I knew Jamie loved it.

I burnt the fuck out of my tongue on these spicy coated friggin chicken pieces that were in my salad..(pig skin salad, as Jake called it, as the edible tortilla bowl reminded him og pig skin! Thanks, son!)

I couldn't believe it when Jake ate it without even making an expression!

(I am still rubbing ice cubes on my bloody tongue...I swear, it has a blister on it!)

Next year, it just might be KFC!

(My beautiful family- pics taken Fathers Day 2008)

Chiro Update

I am finally starting to really feel the benefits of continuing with my chiropractic care plan.
I am really feeling a difference in my neck...(like, no pain at all hardly!) which in turn, has also made me a much happier person to be around!

Jayden comes along for the visits when I attend, & after a discussion on the spine & speech, we decided it could be beneficial to give it a go & see if there is a difference.

(Jayden has had hearing test upon hearing test, speech therapy, & all were reported to be of no concern, but I just feel that something is holding him back, somehow!)

When my Chiro felt his back & neck, he immediately stated how far out it all was, & was more than likely to be caused by his birth.
Jayden also has this... thing...a sound, he makes, kind of deep breathing through his nose.

Billy, (our Chiro) asked me if he drank alot of milk.
(Yes! He only drinks warmed milk, or cold water)
Jayden has had alot of antibiotic treatments prescribed throughout his short life, & Billy isn't happy about that.

We are attempting to wean him from cows milk, & switch to oat milk, which will be waaay better for his asthma, but to be honest, I'm not that confident that he will make the switch, after drinking the full-cream stuff for sooo long!
(I'm comparing to a full-cream'er switching to skim!)
(Tylah is our only non milk drinker,she hates it!, & only sufferesasthma during the flu seasons, whereas our boys are BIG milk drinkers & have many recurring bouts of asthma)

I was always under the assumption that milk was a necessity for growing kids..but, really, humans are the only creatures who continue to drink milk after infancy, aren't we?

A study was done somewhere overseas, (I can't remember where! I'm typing on cup of coffee number 1, this morning!) on 90 women.
Half had drank milk, while the other half had none in their diets.
Osteoporosis was found in more of the women who didn't touch the milk!

I have been slowly reading through this site. www.milk.com & will no doubt, freak myself out with what I will discover!

Anyway, my times up posting, I have a little madman here whose mission is to annoy the pants off me by trying to "help" me type!!!

I will definately make note of any changes from the boy, after his recent treatment (he did sleep like a trooper last night, but then, we had been to the school fete all arvo, where my daughter danced beautifully, but that deserves a post of its own!) & see if it makes a difference!

Arthur or Martha...?!?

......is how I would describe myself at the moment.


I can't remember if I have mentioned that the FDC that I was/wasn't/not & now I AM doing again!
See? Arthur or Martha!!

The CDO of my local scheme is regularly in at the restaurant, & kept on at me about sending in the final paperwork.

With knowledge that my parents in law were opening another restaurant, it was decided that I would take on some extra work there, & I had scrapped the idea of daycare, totally.

But, now its back on.

I am sure I will be kicking & cursing myself when I am ears deep in books from Certificates I will need to complete regarding FDC, but, the more hectic my life gets, the better I seem to handle things...go figure!

Tonight, we are having the staff opening at the new restaurant which I am pretty excited about!
We will test out the ovens with some pizzas & have a go at our bar area, (no,not get pissed!!) & meet the new waitresses employed for that store.

Looking forward to catching up with my Sunday-shift girl (that sounds rude!) outside of work...she is such a sweetheart, we are both looking forward to kicking back tonight.

Today is a teacher stop work thingo, so, the kids have a later start...11am.
Too bad I fucked up & still woke them at 6.30am huh!!

Now...off to haggle with a PHI broker...wish me luck.....

Daggin' around...

I think every girl needs to have a few special people in her life, that she can truly be silly with!



Luckily, for me, I do have a few....& alot of those moments!



My sisters, Dee & Kylie, my cousin Bee , my sister-inlaw, Tanya, & then theres my bestest friend, Bridgey-didge, (Happy Birthday, my darlin'!) who all, at some stage or rather, been soooo ridiculously silly with me that we have almost peed our pants.



(Ah, Bee...the acid trip time, in our teenage years counts, because, even though we thought we were being serious, the notion that the trolley really was climbing that telegraph pole...truly was ridiculous, when you think back now, don'tcha think??)

Tanya has embarrassed all of us,(my kids included) when she rode a kids wooden horse around Big-W, total excitement etched on her face, full neighing & all, & other shoppers, look at us & smile, thinking how sweet we are, for taking out our mentally retarded family member.

Kylie,....- I truly can't count the stoopid shit we've done together. I am sure she will remind me though. Maybe shopping stuff?

Dee,...- So many moments we have had to stop driving because we are laughing so hard that we may crash. And her insults! OMG! Would make a sailor blush....so friggin funny.

Bridgett & I just need to be in the same room for silliness to occur.

Bee...- We would do those hilarious re-enactments of the dickheads on the Springer show, remember? Huh, mah cuzint??

I know theres more, but I am doped up on Cold & Flu & I can't think of them!

Anyway...a good example of bein'-silly time was yesterday.

Kylie & I were nudging each other & being immature on MSN, when I came up with these...

So, read the first cover a little...

TOP MODELS SHARE THEIR SUCCESS STORIES:

"Yeah, so the secret is....no eating!

Just drink! Its that simple!"

and, my personal favourite, to reflect the mood I was in yesterday...

LOVING LIFE - A second chance at a new beginning!

Cause I tell ya, I could have so easily gone for milk, & detoured to the airport, & jumped the fuck on the first plane out, the way I felt!!

Bloody stupid hormones.

Today is sweet though.

I am stayin' around a bit longer, I think. LOL.

For Sally

Hey Sal,

Hope you don't mind that I have changed my template, after you put together the last one for me!

I was about to e-mail you & ask you to change it to the one I have, & I thought , "Hey stoopid-ass...do it yourself!"

I really didn't have great hopes of it working correctly, so imagine my surprise when it friggin' did!!

I am sure I will be begging for help again soon, though....if you'll listen!LOL

But, in the meantime, isn't this one sooo cute?!

New Camera Pics

I need to show off some pics taken with my new camera I purchased on Sunday.

(Our local Harvey Norman had a sale, & I scored pretty-freakin-well!)

I reallllly reallllly had to have the Nikon D40, (I think it was- I looked at so many I could easily be confusing models!)

But...my husband, ever the party pooper, threatened to divorce me on the spot, if I even looked at it sideways.

Pfffft.

(I'm sure the camera & I would have been very happy....)

Instead, I got a Fuji something or rather, (I soooo know what I'm talking about, don't I?) & am fairly chuffed with it.

I let the brat-bag loose in our patio area with paints & paper & morning tea, while I snapped away; playing with settings etc.

These are what I came up with....

...yeah, pretty shitty, I know...but...I'll get there!!

Today sucks...

Fuck, I hate today.

Everyone wants something done & I don't wanna fucking do it.

I'd rather be in my bed, with the blanket over my head & my I-pod drowning everyone out.
Except I know the little boy would be in prising my eyelids open, (cause, hey! thats what he does!)

Jamie will come home, whinging & whining, because, lets face it, we know the man-version of this flu is just....sooooo much worse, than what us women cop, right?!

Jake, who is 13 yrs,(who seems to have inherited his Father's whinging ways when sick) seems to think I may have forgotten, unless he tells me every 20 minutes, that his throat hurts, & that he feels horrible, to which, I smile sympathetically, & tell him he'll be okay, while really, I'd love to tell him to shut up with telling me, already....but of course, I don't.......

Have washing to do, but can't be assed...it's only going to rain on it, when I can't be assed (again) to take it off the line later.

Mum has been trying to MMS me, & I can't get the picture for some reason. Everytime I tell her I didn't get it...she re-sends it.
Don't think she gets it.

Have got this chick hassling me to have a Tupperware party, & I keep putting her off...should ring now, while I'm all chatty (not) & shit! Ha!

Fuckity fuck fuck.

Did I mention I have PMS???

The Throne

So...I was over waiting for Jayden to decide he was ready to toilet train, & took matters into my own hands to accelerate the process!





Went shopping for an awesome potty.





(Yes, awesome & potty in the same sentence!)





I was actually thinking of just getting the padded seat type thing that fits over the standard toilet seat, but Jayden had issues with himself being flushed & point blank flat out refused to even look at it.





My friend Kia, who was assisting me that day, & I were reading all the different types of of ones that stocked, when Jayden excitedly starts thrusting himself, trying to break free from the harness in his pram, to get at this particular one he wanted, all the while, saying,


"Me! That one! Want that one, Mum!"

How the heck can you refuse that?!


I am a sucker, I tell ya!





So, we left the store, was chosen potty (on special too! Bonus!) & that day began the serious side of toilet training.





Am proud to say, we have not had a wet night nappy!


He will wake, with an urgency to get that nappy off & sit on his throne.





So happy, am I!





BUT....the little bugger won't have a barr of wearing undies. He is still attached to having to have a nappy on.....ahhh, we'll get there.

Funniest thing I have ever seen, was Jayden yesterday, telling me he was sick, then promptly running to his potty, to lift the lid & pretend to be sick in it!

(His brother had recently been unwell, is where he got it from!)



Ahhh, kids.....certainly light up our lives, don't they?
(Even with talk of potty's & wee's!)

The Flu - Round 2.

It seems the Flu hasn't finished with our family just yet!
Bloody thing.
Am so over it!
This is why I hate winter!!!

Last night, the grossest thing ever happened to me.
I have been spewed on, (in my mouth, courtesy of Jake, as a baby) been projectile-pooed all over (thanks to Tylah)...but this took the cake...

Jayden was laying between his father & I, when I rolled over to kiss his cheek.
As I did, I was a little lower on the bed than he was; directly under his head, as he was pretty much on top of the pillow.
Well!
As I tilted my head to look up at him, he had one finger over his nostril & as he started to breath out, I copped an eyeful of shooting snot!!
In. My. Eyeball!
TOTALLY inside my eyeball...(get me??)
It was disgusting, & even now, I am dry-retching, typing it... Ewwww.
Snotty germy kids! LOL

And of course, Jamie thought it so hilarious, he almost p*ssed himself.....
WHY do these things always happen to me...& not Jamie??
*stomps feet*

The New Man in my Life...

I think I have kept fairly quiet about him.....

I am seeing him 3 times a week at the moment, & far out, what a glorious 3 days of my week, they are!
I leave his place feeling like I am on Cloud 9.

The second I arrive there, I feel at ease, & I just know I will leave there feeling so much better after I have had his hands on me!

I enter that room, kick off my shoes, & sprawl myself out, awaiting his magical touch....ahh, bliss!
It usually only lasts for 15 minutes or so, but that 15 mins has become the highlight of my day!

I am then ready to go home & face the mundane tasks awaiting me; all the while knowing it's only another day or so until I will be back to see him...

His name is Billy, & he is my chiropractor.

With whom, I might add, I will have the pleasure of visiting 3 times a week, until he can correct my dodgy neck.
I have been X-rayed, & its not pretty! (Either is the cost of being treated!)
(Will add the report in a later post.)

On Ebay Watch....

....was my sister, when I phoned her on Friday morning to see what she was up to.
Thats all ok, I mean, I have spent many a time sitting on the edge of my seat, towards the end of an auction!

My two youngest & I were heading up to my sisters & her husbands overnight, as Ty had a friends party to attend the next day, & we thought Jamie & Jake had intentions of staying in Brisbane to go to the footy.

I was chatting to her, & checking what we should bring.
Mentally ticking off a checklist in my head, and trying to get packed to head there.

As we were saying goodbye, & "see you shortly" etc, I remembered to ask her what she had been watching on Ebay.

"Pavers!" she responded.

Fuck. Me Dead.

I can't believe I heard her say that!

(Okay, I'll admit...they are pretty sexy pavers...well, if pavers could be classed as sexy, these are HOT...)

Lmao!

Some Pics & a random ramble!

Jamie cleaned out his memory card on his mobile, & "gave" me a heap of pics from his phone.

Some I had completely forgotten had been taken! Which then led me to hunt around & find a memory card from an old camera!

Just random snaps, from the beach, (where my children reside during summer) and being out & about.....

I am thinking DH must have taken alot of them when I was on stupid night shift, & he would take the kids out in the arvo while I was sleeping.

Missing him & I can't believe I am!!

I thought I would be at the point of reallllly needing this break from him, after the week & a bit we spent together, bickering & carrying on when he was off with his dodgy ribs!

Friday night, Jake & Jamie are off to the footy, so Tylah, Jayden & I will go & crash the night at my sis's, where no doubt, her & I will take them out for dinner, then come home & get ridiculously smashed on Vodka & Redbull & maybe Kahlua, (if she has ordered it for me!!)

(Hint hint, Kylie......)

Jake- about to hit the surf

Jayden - writing on the sand

Little man, obviously being chased!

Ty- in Cairns

Jamie & Jayden

Jake- assessing the surf ABOVE- Ty @ Green Island

& BELOW- Tylah on the beach @ home.

I know. It looks as though Ty & Jayden are the only ones we get pics of...would be because our eldest son is never.bloody.home!!!!!

Hectic Weekend...(oooops, a forgotten draft!)

After a shitful week, with on & off neck pain, ended up working Sat night, til late, then an early Sunday start, (but only a short shift) and can honestly say I feel every bit of EVERY SECOND I worked!



How funny too.

Jamie grew up in Stanthorpe, we are hours away here.

A dining party, as they made their way through to be seated in the restaurant, one lady stopped & stared at my mum-in-law, & said.."I know you! I taught your son, in highschool!"



They got chatting, & it turns out that she was indeed, Jamies Science teacher, from years ago!

She was delighted to chat with me & hear that Jamie is now a Dad...compared to the rascal that was forever distracting the entire class with his class-clown antics....



He had a huge grin, when I got home & recalled the conversation with him!

Well, whaddya know!

I woke @ 4.00am in agony.
My neck was so painful...it was.... a pain in the neck...(Oh, Im too funny, aren't I?!)

Tylah had been up half the night with sneezing & carrying on from a cold she has picked up, sometime between yesterday morning & lunchtime!

I decided to stay up, once Jayden began to stir, & therefore have eyes bulging outta my head right about now....

I decided to go ahead with personal training anyway...surely, I could not feel anymore pain than I already was.
(And it was more fun today, as I had other people to train with, rather than being one-on-one with my trainer/torturer/brother-in-law!)

I had to take Jayden with me, (which is no biggie, as my parents-in-law were home also, & swiftly kidnapped him once they heard we were in the gym.)
What a classic he was at first!
He wanted to imitate all of us doing training, (....have you ever seen a 3 year old going hard on a treadmill?OMG..it was priceless! ) & I am sure he would have had a crack at the weights, had we not been eyeballing him like a hawk around them!

Anyway...during the training, my weights were increased...(I thought I'd still be a few weeks off any changing yet!), & touch wood, I am getting used to it...because I still had energy today...and....I can still walk, without looking stiff & having to throw one limb in front of the other to get it movin'!

Go me!

Even better, is that I can't feel any pain in my neck!

I guess I should retract my earlier comments bout exercising being dangerous stuff??

Ouch!

Have I whinged yet, about my sore neck?
I can't remember!!

I woke 2 days ago, with a bit of a kink in my neck.
Later, that first day, it started to get a bit worse.

Have been getting by with deep heat slathered on so thick that it almost friggin' burns.
It manages to ease it a little, for a little bit.

I've been going to bed, thinking it has to be better by the next morning, but so far, no luck.

I think I will go to the chiro in the morning if it's still sore.


One plus is that Jamie has taken pity on me & taken dinner into his own hands...

He & Jake have gone to get take-away!
Lazy bugger!

Fridays Blurb

It is Friday, huh?

Man, this week has flown.

You know, there was a time once, when I enjoyed it when Jamie had time off work.

The last few days...I have been imagining whether I could fit his body in the veggie garden plot & never be found out...

Just kidding....



(Kinda sorta...)


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Jake's school had a Development Day...no school for him today.
Instead, he went with his mates to help one make his English Assignment...a video about Bodyboarding, at the beach.

It is actually a really warm day here...it felt like Summer, when I was hanging the washing earlier!

My tax refund can't arrive soon enough...everythings bloody blowing up!
In a week & a half, I have lost a kettle, a microwave & the latest, was Jayden's TV!

Kettle has been replaced, but am still browsing round for a microwave.
Amazing how dependent upon the little suckers you do become!

Poor kids... *rolls eyes* They are suffering sooo much without it!

(Part of a conversation regarding the whole loss of microwave)
Them: "You know how long it takes to have to heat things the old fashioned way, Mum?"
Me: "What? Using the oven?"
Them: "Yes!" in unison
Me: "How do you think dinner gets baked, roasted etc?" (rolling my eyes at them in disbelief that they think they have a VALID whinge excuse!)
Them: "Oh yeah, but you are used to doing things that way! Did they even have microwaves when you were a kid??"

Cheeky little sods. Can cook for 'emselves tonight!

Danglehead.

Wasn't sure about the rules of using swear words in titles on Blogger...so theres a new descriptive word for moi.

Last time I posted, I somehow managed to send my Published post to Drafts, after I re-viewed it....

I lost my MySpace password for a bit there today...couldn't accept friend requests...so brain-fucking that was...trying to guess it just frazzled me & made me lose other passwords... (all of these I store in my head, of course!)

Then...finally remembered it, get into my stuff, (haven't logged on since December!) am browsing through my friends list, when I spot Tom.

*chuckles*
Am back to remembering when I first joined MySpace & Tom appeared on my list...I was like, "Who the fuck is this Tom dude?" & wanted to delete him, but felt bad, thinking he was my "first" friend!!!
... felt like a right royal knobjockey when I found out he's on everyone's list!

Blah.

I am completely ashamed of myself, & the outburst of horrible things I said to my husband earlier.
I deeply hurt him.
I can be such a nasty bitch, when I am angry with him.

After a horrid morning, (he was home) with Jake, (who is just totally NOT a morning person, & continues to pull all sorts of shit,) due to having an attitude problem the minute he opens his eyes....all because he has to get out of bed for school.

He wouldn't have breakfast...he wouldn't take a jumper, (freezing day, mind you) & when asked repeatedly did he have everything he required for his day, he kept snarling "Yes" & was ready to be driven to the bus stop.

Jamie dropped him there, & when he got back, I noticed $ sitting on the kitchen table, & automatically assumed Jake had left it.

Off I raced, back to beat the bus to drop him off his lunch $ (oh, thats another gripe...he refuses to eat at school, unless he buys it.
Seriously, I am ok with that....as long as he bloody eats something, I don't mind...well, I do, but, you get me, don't ya?!)

Get to the bus stop...Jake's like, "Errrr,...I've got my $" & showed me that he did...
Oh well...my bad!

Told him I loved him, & went back home. ( I can't stand the thought of him going to school shitty at us...even if it is his own attitude problem, & not us!)
In response to that, I got a "Mmmm" & a
(To my own mother, I am soooo sooo sorry...this kid of mine is half as bad as I was....I feel for my mum, & all the shit I put her through now!)

Decided together, (Jamie & I) that enoughs enough.
For the next week, he has lost all computer privilleges (Ouch!) as well as not having his mate over this w/e, which he'd been really looking forward to, to punish him for the apalling behaviour of late.

We had decided, when he got home from school, to sit him down & tell him what was happening.
All good...all sorted, so I thought.

Jake gets home, w elet him have something to eat, 7 a drink, & when he was about to head out to see his mates, we asked him to sit down while we had a chat.
And downhill it went from there.

Jamie just ranted & raved at him about having attitude, & needing to pull his socks up & raa raa raa...I saw RED!

I must have had a pretty severe expression of non-agreeance to the way he was handling it, & he shut up instantly.
Jake wandered out the back to sit near the pool, & think about what had caused him to lose his privilleges.

I then took that opportunity to rip it up Jamie...bigtime.

I seriously think I need help....I get so angry, & this feeling of needing to protect my kids, (even from their Dad speaking in a tone in a certain way to them) & I truly think it stems from the way we (my siblings & I) were treated by our alcoholic, physically abusive father.

Jamie is nothing like my Dad.
He is a terrific Dad to our kids, has never raised a hand to them, yet, I can't stop myself when an incident occurs...it ends up in a shitfight, with me telling him how he speaks to Jake like crap!

I don't know if it even sounds that bad, all typed out like this....but, I hate it. I need to change.

And I now have a husband who is barely speaking to me, & probably wondering what the hell he is doing here, considering I think I am doing such a wonderful job...(I don't think that...it must seem like I think I am though, to him)

The Torture Continues

Personal training, with my brother-in-law, that is.
After a few weeks off, I got back into it this morning.
Far out, I feel muscles I didn't even know I had, compared to last time.

I did request he go a little easier on me, considering last time, I couldn't even make it to a sitting position without tears, & a heck of a lot of pain. (Oh, & ok, some assistance to get out of a chair/bed/car!)

Between you & me....I like it.
I love that burning feeling that tells you have really worked out.

This bit of information, I will never pass on to my Torturer though...he would ensure I really hurt, next time.