Thursday, 23 October 2008

Tagged...

Melissa has tagged me.
Prepare to be bamboozled with some very exciting facts!!! :P

    1. Where is your cell phone? On the dining room table.
    2. Where is your significant other? Reclining like a sloth chops on the other side of the room. :P
    3. Your hair colour? Blonde
    4. Your mother? Is a super dooper pessimist. I try not to be like that but alas, I fail often.
    5. Your father? Cannot sit still and wigs out when the weather isn't sunny. Really. I also struggle with sitting still even though I'm lazy – go figure!
    6. Your favorite thing? Those days that just feel perfect. Little faces I have helped to create, smiling up at me.
    7. Your dream last night? A little too strange to go into, actually.
    8. Your dream/goal? To live to see my children grow into happy and healthy adults. It's a shocking cliché, but nothing else comes close in importance.
    9. The room you're in? Is strewn with toys.
    10. Your hobby? Reading, writing and cooking. Oops, that's three. Mostly reading lately.
    11. Your fear? Living with eternal heartache.
    12. Where do you want to be in six years? I'd like to be focusing on career moves as well as parenthood.
    13. Where were you last night? At home, eating Noodle Box noodles that weren't quite cooked properly. Those pricks.
    14. What you’re not? Ambitious. Fathership HATES it.
    15. One of your wish list items? A more child friendly backyard.
    16. Where you grew up? Launceston, Tasmania until age 10 and then Gold Coast, Queensland. Still here.
    17. The last thing you did? Ate way too many of those gingerbread flavoured cookies from Aldi – hey, I didn't have a container big enough for them all!
    18. What are you wearing? Trackie dacks and a singlet.
    19. Your TV? Has some sort of Pommy football (read soccer) stuff on it. Fathership's viewing.
    20. Your pet? Two female cats; Spooky and Chops.
    21. Your computer? Is my friend. My laptop blew up recently and I'm ashamed to say, it frightened me. I came close to getting a rash, I think.
    22. Your mood? Is good. Some breakthroughs have been/are being made with H1 and I'm feeling quite a bit more positive about things.
    23. Missing someone? Not really. Everyone I need is right here.
    24. Your car? Is frighteningly messy. It also has a big bag for the Vinnie's bin in it that I've resorted to pillaging from these past few days due to unseasonal chilliness hitting us on our travels.
    25. Something you’re not wearing? A bra. Thought I'd let the girls out for a while. ;)
    26. Favorite store? Let me get back to you on that one.
    27. Your summer? Will be spent whining. I prefer the cold.
    28. Love someone? Love plenty. I went through some years not loving anyone and so I'm catching up.
    29. Your favorite color? Blue
    30. When is the last time you laughed? This afternoon. H2 still snorts like a girl possessed and how anyone can pull that face and still reek of gorgeousness is beyond me... And yet, she pulls it off. :)
    31. Last time you cried? January. Somebody I loved was finding life too hard and so put a stop to it. The finality of suicide just overwhelms me.

I tag Ellie, Jodie, Jodes, Superbonus and Shannon!





Saturday, 18 October 2008

Saturday, 27 September 2008

Headline of the Year...


Bet you didn't know I was famous...


Can hardly blame them for wanting to keep me for so long. :P

Thursday, 25 September 2008

Oops, I did it again

I really did. I may have mentioned the foot in mouth thing before. It got me again today.

Wandering through the shoe section of Myer to check out this latest, kind of frightening fascination with "gladiator" sandals/shoes, I came to a particularly eye catching display. Now I've seen some nasty shoes in my day but these were almost difficult to touch; they made me visibly cringe.

Another browser (of similar age to me, I suppose) appeared at the other side of the table and tilted her head from side to side, taking in the different styles. I looked at her, with a smirk and said "Ugh, hideous, aren't they?" to which she replied with nothing. Instead, she just walked around the table to where I was standing... WEARING A FUCKING PAIR!!!

Oh yes indeed. Granted, she didn't yet own them but let's be honest, she was only minutes away. I didn't even attempt to save my arse. Sometimes the hole just gets deeper.




Monday, 15 September 2008

Ten points, Ma!

Thanks for the encouragement today Mum; I really needed it.

I know you'd be sitting back at home now, marvelling at your ability to really tell me what-for. You'd be beating your chest and very likely ranting to Dad about how I only got upset because "it was the truth".

Well, you can sound the loser buzzer, Ma. That is not why I walked out. Yes, it most definitely was the truth (but I know it all already). I was hurt because you are my mother and I believe your primary role in life is to support me and back me up when I struggle. At those things, I'm sorry to say, you just failed.



Saturday, 6 September 2008

Happy Father's Day

For tomorrow, Fathership, I wish you a happy day, year, and of course, life. With us!

Thank you for being a wonderfully kind, fun, loving and dedicated man. We are lucky - and I was most impressively clever to choose you to procreate with.

We love you.

Wednesday, 3 September 2008

Oh how I love her

I am just consumed.

As I hold her sleeping form against my chest, I am overwhelmed with the need to protect her. I squeeze her in to me, as tightly as I dare without waking her. I look to the future and hope, wish, pray that she will confide in me and allow me to continue my protection.

She is a comical soul and has the warmest brown eyes; so unlike my own very pale blue. I could just look at her all day long and sometimes, I do. Did I ever expect to love like this? Could I have known my heart would swell so much it's barely contained within my chest? The fatigue, the stress, the worry... it's nothing really, not when I have her.

Ahh, I'd like to stop the clock, just for a short while. I'm not ready for her to change quite yet. I love the tenacity she displays trying to walk a little before she's really ready. I'm in awe of the physical strength her perfect body displays. I delight in the adoration she has for her boisterous big brother; he's too young yet to know the magnitude of this bond.

How on earth did I get something so right?