I had a great time last night, on my night out on the town. We talked, giggled and drank. I felt a bit old in the pub though, I don't think I will meet my Mr. Right there!
I have a terrible habit of drunk texting. I thought I was pretty good last night and only texted two friends telling them that I was drunk and that I was having a cigarette (very naughty of me)! That was until I got in the taxi to come home. I was suddenly by myself and very angry at the world. I'm usually a happy drunk so not sure what was going on inside my little head but I took it upon myself to send the ex a text message. I won't go into what I said, but it was the truth, and something that I had wanted to say to him for a while. I shouldn't of done it and I woke up this morning with HUGE regret. I sent a communal text to a few people apologising for my behaviour and left it at that.
Of course, the ex couldn't leave it at that though and sent me a text back telling me to "grow up" and a few other things. Deary, deary me. I haven't and won't reply back.
Next time I drink, I have given strict instructions to the people around me that they must confiscate my phone and not give it back to me until I am sober.
Life was a lot easier before mobile phones!
Are you a drunk texter like me?
Sunday, 31 July 2011
Saturday, 30 July 2011
Girls Night Out.
I'm heading out tonight for early Birthday dinner and drinks and I can't wait! The wine is chilling in the fridge, I've painted my toenails and I will go and shave my legs shortly. I'm going all out people, all out!
I am very lucky to have an in house babysitter, in the form of my Mother. I don't like my chances of a sleep in tomorrow much, unless I persuade the kids to snuggle up with me and watch Dora The Bloody Explorer!
What are your plans for tonight? My usual Saturday night is watching Funniest Home Videos, Kingdom and New Tricks. Gosh, I hope I don't miss out on anything!
Have a great night, whatever it is you do xx
I am very lucky to have an in house babysitter, in the form of my Mother. I don't like my chances of a sleep in tomorrow much, unless I persuade the kids to snuggle up with me and watch Dora The Bloody Explorer!
What are your plans for tonight? My usual Saturday night is watching Funniest Home Videos, Kingdom and New Tricks. Gosh, I hope I don't miss out on anything!
Have a great night, whatever it is you do xx
Thursday, 28 July 2011
Welcome to the family, Larry.
Larry joined our family today. Who is Larry you ask? Larry.... is my laptop. My very first. I am in love. Pure, unadulterated love. Larry is a Toshiba and he is a very shiny white. I can't stop playing with him. I can see this becoming addictive. He smells so new and his keys are as smooth as the bum of a baby. I won't take his plastic off his screen yet. I want to protect him for as long as I can. Oh Larry... you complete me.
In other news, I joined Weight Watchers today. Larry deserves a slimmer owner. It is 9.55pm and I am STARVING! I still have 6 points left but the icecream screaming out my name from the freezer would be more then that. I have already had one Nestle creme caramel for a snack. Why does fat have to be unhealthy? Can't it be the new cool? I would be sssoooo in right now.
Did I tell you that I am going out for dinner and drinks on Saturday night? Yes, that will go well with Weight Watchers, I'm sure. I have not been out drinking since 2003, before I met my future ex husband. Goodness, I wonder if it is still cool to dance on the stage at Fibbers? Guess I'm about to find out!
Larry and I are off to bed now, to join our other love.... Facebook.
In other news, I joined Weight Watchers today. Larry deserves a slimmer owner. It is 9.55pm and I am STARVING! I still have 6 points left but the icecream screaming out my name from the freezer would be more then that. I have already had one Nestle creme caramel for a snack. Why does fat have to be unhealthy? Can't it be the new cool? I would be sssoooo in right now.
Did I tell you that I am going out for dinner and drinks on Saturday night? Yes, that will go well with Weight Watchers, I'm sure. I have not been out drinking since 2003, before I met my future ex husband. Goodness, I wonder if it is still cool to dance on the stage at Fibbers? Guess I'm about to find out!
Larry and I are off to bed now, to join our other love.... Facebook.
Wednesday, 27 July 2011
Oh Happy Days.
I was first diagnosed with depression when I was 18. Fun age to be depressed huh?! When I look back, I think I was before then, but everyone, including myself, put it down to teenage angst. I first went on tablets at 18 but I never took them, I don't know why. They interfered with my drinking perhaps?!
I was on and off tablets after that until I fell pregnant with Liam, in 2005. The night I had Liam, I felt a terrible wave of fear, helplessness and despair wash over me. He was lying next to me in the hospital bed and I was trying attempt number 2000000 to breastfeed the poor little man. He was obviously frustrated and hungry, and I was just frustrated and I rose my fist and shook at him. Can you believe I did that? Not even a day old and I was already a raving lunatic. Poor little boy. I didn't do anything, I think it was just an outlet, but it makes me sick to the stomach to even think about it. I woke up the next morning crying and told myself it was the "baby blues" that I had heard so much about. My boobs were sore, I was hooked up to a drip, and I was 12 hours out from having an emergency caesarean. Who wouldn't cry?! Things didn't improve much once we got home either and it wasn't long before I was on tablets again. I stayed on them until I fell pregnant with Joseph, then was straight back on them after he was born.
My depression varies. Sometimes, I am a neurotic mess, wanting to pull my hair out and forever screaming at the kids, then running to my room and crying. Other times, I just want to be held and told that I'm loved. I'm either cranky, or good old "down in the dumps". There are times that I just want to be left alone. I won't answer the phone, I don't make arrangements to catch up with anyone and I stay indoors. It doesn't take much to trigger my depression. It could be as little as someone scowling at me in the shopping centre, or watching a movie. I can get myself out of it sometimes with a good, stern talking to. Other times, it takes a bit more then that. I am very fortunate to have a wonderful GP, who keeps me on the straight and narrow. I see him once a month to discuss my medication, and my moods. I also see a psychologist, although I have recently stopped seeing him and am hoping to get in to see a new one. If I ever pick up the phone!
My depression has been managed with tablets constantly since before Clancy came along. I did want to stop the tablets while I was pregnant, but my GP and Obstetrician monitored me, and lowered my dose each trimester. If I forget to take my tablets one day, you can guarantee that one to two days later, I am the above mentioned crazy lady.
I wish that I didn't have depression, but it is something that I have accepted that I have, and probably always will. I'm not ashamed to admit it to anyone, if the ask, I tell them.
Please, if you think that you or a friend may be depressed, seek help. If you aren't comfortable talking to someone in person, call Lifeline. Many people don't need to take medication for depression, many people don't even need to see someone about it, it can just be monitored and controlled with a few simple tips.
Take care of yourselves, and try and smile at least once a day. It is hard, I know, but it is worth it!
Lots of love always xxxx
I was on and off tablets after that until I fell pregnant with Liam, in 2005. The night I had Liam, I felt a terrible wave of fear, helplessness and despair wash over me. He was lying next to me in the hospital bed and I was trying attempt number 2000000 to breastfeed the poor little man. He was obviously frustrated and hungry, and I was just frustrated and I rose my fist and shook at him. Can you believe I did that? Not even a day old and I was already a raving lunatic. Poor little boy. I didn't do anything, I think it was just an outlet, but it makes me sick to the stomach to even think about it. I woke up the next morning crying and told myself it was the "baby blues" that I had heard so much about. My boobs were sore, I was hooked up to a drip, and I was 12 hours out from having an emergency caesarean. Who wouldn't cry?! Things didn't improve much once we got home either and it wasn't long before I was on tablets again. I stayed on them until I fell pregnant with Joseph, then was straight back on them after he was born.
My depression varies. Sometimes, I am a neurotic mess, wanting to pull my hair out and forever screaming at the kids, then running to my room and crying. Other times, I just want to be held and told that I'm loved. I'm either cranky, or good old "down in the dumps". There are times that I just want to be left alone. I won't answer the phone, I don't make arrangements to catch up with anyone and I stay indoors. It doesn't take much to trigger my depression. It could be as little as someone scowling at me in the shopping centre, or watching a movie. I can get myself out of it sometimes with a good, stern talking to. Other times, it takes a bit more then that. I am very fortunate to have a wonderful GP, who keeps me on the straight and narrow. I see him once a month to discuss my medication, and my moods. I also see a psychologist, although I have recently stopped seeing him and am hoping to get in to see a new one. If I ever pick up the phone!
My depression has been managed with tablets constantly since before Clancy came along. I did want to stop the tablets while I was pregnant, but my GP and Obstetrician monitored me, and lowered my dose each trimester. If I forget to take my tablets one day, you can guarantee that one to two days later, I am the above mentioned crazy lady.
I wish that I didn't have depression, but it is something that I have accepted that I have, and probably always will. I'm not ashamed to admit it to anyone, if the ask, I tell them.
Please, if you think that you or a friend may be depressed, seek help. If you aren't comfortable talking to someone in person, call Lifeline. Many people don't need to take medication for depression, many people don't even need to see someone about it, it can just be monitored and controlled with a few simple tips.
Take care of yourselves, and try and smile at least once a day. It is hard, I know, but it is worth it!
Lots of love always xxxx
Monday, 25 July 2011
Money, money, money.
Tomorrow, Centrelink are paying me a nice sum of money thanks to me over estimating on FTB. This is the only way I can save money. When I was working, I also paid extra tax because I am hopeless. If I find $2, I have to spend it. It is like it is burning a hole in my pocket, or my pretty pink purse. I don't usually buy stuff for myself, usually it is for the kids. But I like to spend.
Serious Meredith is saying to me "Now, Meredith, listen to me. Listen to me Meredith. *shakes head* When this money hits your account, the first thing you must do is pay some bills young lady. I will write out a list for you, so you know how much to pay who. Then you can head down to school and daycare and pay some fees in advance. Don't look at me like that!! Then you can book your holiday that you are taking the kids and Mum on. After that, you can head down to Big W and K Mart and put some money on those ridiculous lay bys. I don't know why you insist on buying the kids so many toys for Christmas, it is beyond me. While you are at the shops, you may as well get the groceries. If there is anything left, I will allow you to buy yourself a Boost smoothie for being such a good girl. Only a small one mind you.
Fun Meredith is saying to me "OMG Merry, OMG OMG OMG!! We are going to have SO much fun with this money! Now, what you need to do is get Liam off to school then take the other two shopping! WOO HOO!! Get yourself a new outfit for the girls night out on Saturday night. While you're at it, get yourself some new shoes and a handbag as well! Book into a hair salon and get your hair done nice for Saturday night as well. You deserve it! Now, the kids will be whinging by now, so buy them some toys because they hardly have any, then shout yourselves to something naughty for lunch, hell, even have dessert! Oooohhhh, then you can book that awesome holiday that you and the kids are taking Mum on and book Mum in for a massage and facial while you're at it! Then, on Wednesday, shout the whole family out to lunch at Fibbers for Rump Wednesday. After that, you can go and buy all the kids birthday presents, then you better put some money on the lay by's I guess, to keep boring Meredith happy. Hmmm... what else, what else? Oooh you can take Sylvia, your beloved car, through the carwash and book her in for a detail after her service on Friday. Oh there is so much more we could do Merry *happy dance happy dance*.
What am I to do? Listen to Serious Meredith or Fun Meredith? A mixture of both perhaps? No use telling me to save some for a rainy day because that just isn't going to happen.
What are you like with money? Are you a fantastic budgeter or are you like me and.... not?
Serious Meredith is saying to me "Now, Meredith, listen to me. Listen to me Meredith. *shakes head* When this money hits your account, the first thing you must do is pay some bills young lady. I will write out a list for you, so you know how much to pay who. Then you can head down to school and daycare and pay some fees in advance. Don't look at me like that!! Then you can book your holiday that you are taking the kids and Mum on. After that, you can head down to Big W and K Mart and put some money on those ridiculous lay bys. I don't know why you insist on buying the kids so many toys for Christmas, it is beyond me. While you are at the shops, you may as well get the groceries. If there is anything left, I will allow you to buy yourself a Boost smoothie for being such a good girl. Only a small one mind you.
Fun Meredith is saying to me "OMG Merry, OMG OMG OMG!! We are going to have SO much fun with this money! Now, what you need to do is get Liam off to school then take the other two shopping! WOO HOO!! Get yourself a new outfit for the girls night out on Saturday night. While you're at it, get yourself some new shoes and a handbag as well! Book into a hair salon and get your hair done nice for Saturday night as well. You deserve it! Now, the kids will be whinging by now, so buy them some toys because they hardly have any, then shout yourselves to something naughty for lunch, hell, even have dessert! Oooohhhh, then you can book that awesome holiday that you and the kids are taking Mum on and book Mum in for a massage and facial while you're at it! Then, on Wednesday, shout the whole family out to lunch at Fibbers for Rump Wednesday. After that, you can go and buy all the kids birthday presents, then you better put some money on the lay by's I guess, to keep boring Meredith happy. Hmmm... what else, what else? Oooh you can take Sylvia, your beloved car, through the carwash and book her in for a detail after her service on Friday. Oh there is so much more we could do Merry *happy dance happy dance*.
What am I to do? Listen to Serious Meredith or Fun Meredith? A mixture of both perhaps? No use telling me to save some for a rainy day because that just isn't going to happen.
What are you like with money? Are you a fantastic budgeter or are you like me and.... not?
Saturday, 23 July 2011
A blog about nothing.
Aaahhh... the weekend has arrived!
It is a beautiful, sunny day here in Toowoomba. A day that should be spent outside with the children.
Will that really happen though? Hmm.. probably not. The kids will scream and carry on when I turn off Dora The Bloody Explorer and invite them to play outside. They will eventually go out though, for about 5 minutes, then come back in and turn the TV on while I'm not looking!
They are outside kids, but once that TV goes on, they turn into robots. Cute little robots who can scream and stamp feet.
However, I will persist and get them to "help" me in the garden. The yard is very overgrown and needs a lot of work done to it. Santa, in his wisdom, has decided to bring a you beaut fort and swing set for Christmas this year, that he saw in the Target catalogue. So, now it is up to me to try and find a space for it and to get rid of all of the things that may be in its way. Fun!! It will all be worth it when my babies spot their present from Santa though. I just have to keep telling myself that!
I am going to make Granny some jam drops today. She likes my jam drops better then anyone elses *flicks hair*. I am always so nervous when making them now, worried that she won't like them!
As for right now, my belly is full of Cocoa Pops so I am about to get dressed and go for a walk to the shops to get the paper. When I get home, Mum and I will discuss the birth announcements and the names that have been chosen. I will then check to see if I know of anyone getting married, engaged or buried. Then I will check Facebook. Because Facebook is my addiction. I really should look at my TAFE book today. I took it to bed with me last night to see how scary it is. It's not too bad, although I am sure that I will be pulling my hair out by the weeks end!
I was shocked to hear the news about Norway this morning. Such terrible news to wake up to. My thoughts and prayers are with the people of the country.
Have a wonderful day everyone, I know I will!
It is a beautiful, sunny day here in Toowoomba. A day that should be spent outside with the children.
Will that really happen though? Hmm.. probably not. The kids will scream and carry on when I turn off Dora The Bloody Explorer and invite them to play outside. They will eventually go out though, for about 5 minutes, then come back in and turn the TV on while I'm not looking!
They are outside kids, but once that TV goes on, they turn into robots. Cute little robots who can scream and stamp feet.
However, I will persist and get them to "help" me in the garden. The yard is very overgrown and needs a lot of work done to it. Santa, in his wisdom, has decided to bring a you beaut fort and swing set for Christmas this year, that he saw in the Target catalogue. So, now it is up to me to try and find a space for it and to get rid of all of the things that may be in its way. Fun!! It will all be worth it when my babies spot their present from Santa though. I just have to keep telling myself that!
I am going to make Granny some jam drops today. She likes my jam drops better then anyone elses *flicks hair*. I am always so nervous when making them now, worried that she won't like them!
As for right now, my belly is full of Cocoa Pops so I am about to get dressed and go for a walk to the shops to get the paper. When I get home, Mum and I will discuss the birth announcements and the names that have been chosen. I will then check to see if I know of anyone getting married, engaged or buried. Then I will check Facebook. Because Facebook is my addiction. I really should look at my TAFE book today. I took it to bed with me last night to see how scary it is. It's not too bad, although I am sure that I will be pulling my hair out by the weeks end!
I was shocked to hear the news about Norway this morning. Such terrible news to wake up to. My thoughts and prayers are with the people of the country.
Have a wonderful day everyone, I know I will!
Friday, 22 July 2011
An amazing lady.
My Granny is almost 94. Last Friday night, she got out of bed to go to the toilet, tripped and broke her arm.
She had surgery today and came through perfectly. I'm not surprised though. She is the strongest, most stubborn woman I know!
When I was 17, Mum and I were fighting a lot and I eventually moved out of home to live the high life (ha!). Granny didn't approve of the way I was treating Mum (understandably) and she promptly stopped talking to me. Now, when Granny stops talking to someone, she means it! She hasn't spoken to her Sister for over 30 years! Our "not talking" stint lasted 9 years. In 2003, I held her hand at her daughter's funeral, yet we still didn't talk. So, what made us start talking again? My first born, her first great grandchild. The moment Granny lay eyes on Liam, the bond was formed, and I was back in the fold!
When Liam started talking, he christened Granny "Old Granny" so that he could tell the difference between my Mum, who is also Granny, and my Granny. She loves this name and proudly tells everyone she comes across that that is what her great grandchildren call her. Liam and "Old Granny" are great mates and have the most wonderful conversations on many things. When Liam comes home from sleeping over at Aunty Mo's, who "Old Granny" lives with, he tells us all about what they talked about, usually it is about strangers and bad people!
Granny has led an amazing life. I will tell you her story one day, once I have it all written down and correct. If I started telling you now, I wouldn't do her justice.
I love my Granny.
She had surgery today and came through perfectly. I'm not surprised though. She is the strongest, most stubborn woman I know!
When I was 17, Mum and I were fighting a lot and I eventually moved out of home to live the high life (ha!). Granny didn't approve of the way I was treating Mum (understandably) and she promptly stopped talking to me. Now, when Granny stops talking to someone, she means it! She hasn't spoken to her Sister for over 30 years! Our "not talking" stint lasted 9 years. In 2003, I held her hand at her daughter's funeral, yet we still didn't talk. So, what made us start talking again? My first born, her first great grandchild. The moment Granny lay eyes on Liam, the bond was formed, and I was back in the fold!
When Liam started talking, he christened Granny "Old Granny" so that he could tell the difference between my Mum, who is also Granny, and my Granny. She loves this name and proudly tells everyone she comes across that that is what her great grandchildren call her. Liam and "Old Granny" are great mates and have the most wonderful conversations on many things. When Liam comes home from sleeping over at Aunty Mo's, who "Old Granny" lives with, he tells us all about what they talked about, usually it is about strangers and bad people!
Granny has led an amazing life. I will tell you her story one day, once I have it all written down and correct. If I started telling you now, I wouldn't do her justice.
I love my Granny.
Thursday, 21 July 2011
Spoilt much?
My kids are spoilt. And I don't care.
I have been to my third toy sale of the year today. After I swore off toy sales last year, and didn't go to a single one, the bug caught me again once the catalogues started appearing in the mail box about six weeks ago. I produced a pen and took to them with much glee. Oh yes, Liam definitely needs another Nerf gun, because he played with the last one for about 10 minutes last Christmas day and loved it. Mmm... definitely need to get Joseph some more Hot Wheels stuff because the gazillion cars and accessories that he already has isn't enough. As for Clancy, well that Dora doll is calling out her name, even though I detest Dora and would like to mutter some words to her in Spanish down a dark alley.
My children have far too many toys. They have millions. Some are stored in boxes in the garage because there is nowhere to put them. They don't treat them with respect, poor old Buzz Lightyear has spent a night or two out in the rain, but he still soldiers on and declares to save the Universe. The pretty pink pram that Clancy got for her first Birthday is now just a frame. Yet, I keep on buying them things.
Why you may ask? Well, because I can! Actually, I can't really because you need money to buy things, and I don't have any of that. But, I still find a way. I go overboard at Christmas and Birthdays because I love to see the joy on my babies faces when they open a present and see what their little heart desires. The squeals and shrieks of excitement make my heart want to burst with love. To see my tiny little people play with their toys, even for a matter of minutes, makes me the happiest Mummy in the world.
The way I see it, if I can't spoil my kids, who will?! So, Big W, K Mart and Target can thank me for keeping their businesses afloat this year, and for the next who knows how many years after that!
Do you spoil your children with material things?
I have been to my third toy sale of the year today. After I swore off toy sales last year, and didn't go to a single one, the bug caught me again once the catalogues started appearing in the mail box about six weeks ago. I produced a pen and took to them with much glee. Oh yes, Liam definitely needs another Nerf gun, because he played with the last one for about 10 minutes last Christmas day and loved it. Mmm... definitely need to get Joseph some more Hot Wheels stuff because the gazillion cars and accessories that he already has isn't enough. As for Clancy, well that Dora doll is calling out her name, even though I detest Dora and would like to mutter some words to her in Spanish down a dark alley.
My children have far too many toys. They have millions. Some are stored in boxes in the garage because there is nowhere to put them. They don't treat them with respect, poor old Buzz Lightyear has spent a night or two out in the rain, but he still soldiers on and declares to save the Universe. The pretty pink pram that Clancy got for her first Birthday is now just a frame. Yet, I keep on buying them things.
Why you may ask? Well, because I can! Actually, I can't really because you need money to buy things, and I don't have any of that. But, I still find a way. I go overboard at Christmas and Birthdays because I love to see the joy on my babies faces when they open a present and see what their little heart desires. The squeals and shrieks of excitement make my heart want to burst with love. To see my tiny little people play with their toys, even for a matter of minutes, makes me the happiest Mummy in the world.
The way I see it, if I can't spoil my kids, who will?! So, Big W, K Mart and Target can thank me for keeping their businesses afloat this year, and for the next who knows how many years after that!
Do you spoil your children with material things?
Wednesday, 20 July 2011
Tooting my own horn *toot toot*
A couple of months ago, I did a short course at TAFE on autobiographical writing. I have always enjoyed writing and hope to one day write a book. Dad and Aunty Rob joined me in the course and we all loved it.
I got my assignment back today and received the following praise from our teacher:
Meredith, you are a born story teller. This is excellent. I laughed out loud quite a few times. You have a real talent for writing and have organised your stories in a logical manner that makes reading your work a real pleasure. Beautiful vocabulary, excellent narration, very effective description. You seriously need to consider sending some of this into The Chronicle or other publication. Keep on writing, Meredith. We need more stories like these.
*happy dance, happy dance*
Never fear, my thousands of blog followers (in my dreams), I will be sharing some of my stories with you over my blogging career, I am saving them for a rainy day!
I got my assignment back today and received the following praise from our teacher:
Meredith, you are a born story teller. This is excellent. I laughed out loud quite a few times. You have a real talent for writing and have organised your stories in a logical manner that makes reading your work a real pleasure. Beautiful vocabulary, excellent narration, very effective description. You seriously need to consider sending some of this into The Chronicle or other publication. Keep on writing, Meredith. We need more stories like these.
*happy dance, happy dance*
Never fear, my thousands of blog followers (in my dreams), I will be sharing some of my stories with you over my blogging career, I am saving them for a rainy day!
A first world problem.
As I sit here and watch my almost 4 year old do the vacuuming for me (he volunteered, honestly), I am missing something very important, something that I love and hold very dear in my life.
My iPhone.
This is only the second time I have been without my beloved since it came into my possession 13 months ago. The first time was thanks to my darling daughter, who decided to throw my beloved across the room, which resulted in a very cracked screen. Over two weeks later, my beloved had been replaced and all was well in my little world again.
Until last week.
I am the first to admit that I am clumsy. If there is a step to fall up or down, I'm your girl. Add to the mix, three children, and my poor old iPhone has had a hard life. Last week, it decided to flash up odd messages about foreign accessories being connected to it, when it wasn't connected to anything at all. I took to Facebook and pleaded with my friends for help. I did all they suggested, including rebooting it and blowing in the charger part. No bananas. It got worse and worse until I had to admit defeat and admitted it to iPhone hospital yesterday. They can't tell me what they are going to do with it. They told me I had to wait for 10 working days, with no visits, until there is a diagnosis.
So, here I am, 24 hours into being apart from my beloved and I am not coping. My apps, my sweet apps. Facebook. Twitter. The weather. Hotmail. It isn't good. I couldn't sleep last night because my night time routine involves playing Scrabble and Solitaire on my beloved before I fall asleep. I am pining.
Now I am doing the housework (well, the almost 4 year old is) and I usually have it tucked down my bra so I can check what's going on in the world while waiting for kettles to boil and washing to finish. I feel so empty. I don't know if I can continue with the housework. I really don't.
Have you ever been without something that while not a necessity, is something that you may rely on more then you know? How did you cope?
While at Coles yesterday, Joseph asked me what we needed. I informed me that I needed a holiday. His reply? "This IS your holiday Mummy". Hmmm... thanks child...
My iPhone.
This is only the second time I have been without my beloved since it came into my possession 13 months ago. The first time was thanks to my darling daughter, who decided to throw my beloved across the room, which resulted in a very cracked screen. Over two weeks later, my beloved had been replaced and all was well in my little world again.
Until last week.
I am the first to admit that I am clumsy. If there is a step to fall up or down, I'm your girl. Add to the mix, three children, and my poor old iPhone has had a hard life. Last week, it decided to flash up odd messages about foreign accessories being connected to it, when it wasn't connected to anything at all. I took to Facebook and pleaded with my friends for help. I did all they suggested, including rebooting it and blowing in the charger part. No bananas. It got worse and worse until I had to admit defeat and admitted it to iPhone hospital yesterday. They can't tell me what they are going to do with it. They told me I had to wait for 10 working days, with no visits, until there is a diagnosis.
So, here I am, 24 hours into being apart from my beloved and I am not coping. My apps, my sweet apps. Facebook. Twitter. The weather. Hotmail. It isn't good. I couldn't sleep last night because my night time routine involves playing Scrabble and Solitaire on my beloved before I fall asleep. I am pining.
Now I am doing the housework (well, the almost 4 year old is) and I usually have it tucked down my bra so I can check what's going on in the world while waiting for kettles to boil and washing to finish. I feel so empty. I don't know if I can continue with the housework. I really don't.
Have you ever been without something that while not a necessity, is something that you may rely on more then you know? How did you cope?
While at Coles yesterday, Joseph asked me what we needed. I informed me that I needed a holiday. His reply? "This IS your holiday Mummy". Hmmm... thanks child...
Tuesday, 19 July 2011
Here we go!
Well, here I am. Starting a blog. Again. Let's see if I do more then three posts this time hey? Since my last attempt, I have become a bit of a blog stalker, so I now have a fair bit of inspiration, which helps!
I suppose you want to know a bit about me, and if you don't, well tough! I never know where to start with these things, honestly!
Well, I grew up in far South West Queensland and had a pretty spectacular childhood in the bush. I am a country girl, I love my boots, music and jeans. My family are devastated. I don't only love everything country though, I don't really have a "style" that I fit into really. I have a big brother, Matt, who drives me insane but I do love him! Teasing never goes out of fashion with siblings I feel, don't you?
I now live in Toowoomba. I never saw myself living in a big town, but here I am and I think I will be here for a while longer because the schools and hospitals are great, as are the shops!
I have been married, well I still am really, but not for much longer hopefully! My marriage resulted in three beautiful children, who are the most amazing things I have ever done in my life. Liam is 6 in a couple of months and is in Prep this year. He is my sensitive, outdoors loving little man. He is growing far too quickly and is losing teeth so quickly that the Tooth Fairy is having to take out loans to keep him satisfied! Joseph is almost 4 and is most definitely my funny, talkative, "middle" child. He keeps me entertained constantly, either with his stories and questions, or with his tantrums. He has the most amazing eyes, that express his feelings very efficiently! Clancy is turning 2 soon and is my sweet, little girl. Being the only girl, and the baby of the family, I *ahem* may have spoilt her a little bit. She is a very stubborn, determined little lady and gives the BEST cuddles!
I have recently enrolled in TAFE and will be studying Office Administration externally. As soon as I get my books, I'll be blogging about spreadsheets and how very annoying they are! I am now the proud owner of an ABN, which caused great excitement in my life, it doesn't take much! Now that I have a "business", I am hoping to put my typing skills to work by doing some medical typing from home.
Hmm... that's about it for now, not very exciting am I?
Stand by though, I will try and be more entertaining with the next update!
I suppose you want to know a bit about me, and if you don't, well tough! I never know where to start with these things, honestly!
Well, I grew up in far South West Queensland and had a pretty spectacular childhood in the bush. I am a country girl, I love my boots, music and jeans. My family are devastated. I don't only love everything country though, I don't really have a "style" that I fit into really. I have a big brother, Matt, who drives me insane but I do love him! Teasing never goes out of fashion with siblings I feel, don't you?
I now live in Toowoomba. I never saw myself living in a big town, but here I am and I think I will be here for a while longer because the schools and hospitals are great, as are the shops!
I have been married, well I still am really, but not for much longer hopefully! My marriage resulted in three beautiful children, who are the most amazing things I have ever done in my life. Liam is 6 in a couple of months and is in Prep this year. He is my sensitive, outdoors loving little man. He is growing far too quickly and is losing teeth so quickly that the Tooth Fairy is having to take out loans to keep him satisfied! Joseph is almost 4 and is most definitely my funny, talkative, "middle" child. He keeps me entertained constantly, either with his stories and questions, or with his tantrums. He has the most amazing eyes, that express his feelings very efficiently! Clancy is turning 2 soon and is my sweet, little girl. Being the only girl, and the baby of the family, I *ahem* may have spoilt her a little bit. She is a very stubborn, determined little lady and gives the BEST cuddles!
I have recently enrolled in TAFE and will be studying Office Administration externally. As soon as I get my books, I'll be blogging about spreadsheets and how very annoying they are! I am now the proud owner of an ABN, which caused great excitement in my life, it doesn't take much! Now that I have a "business", I am hoping to put my typing skills to work by doing some medical typing from home.
Hmm... that's about it for now, not very exciting am I?
Stand by though, I will try and be more entertaining with the next update!
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