Froth and Nonsense (in point form)

• I am desperate to blog ... but have very limited Internet/time/space or a life.


• We demo'd our kitchen yesterday. No more Kitchen for us... until D makes a new one. I borrowed an electric frypan from Vyc thinking I would be able to cook up a storm whilst having no kitchen... but its the washing up in the bathroom that is killing me. I see a lot of take away in our near future.


• I cant find my camera or camera cord so no pics of the demo'd kitchen or the massive hole in my house where the kitchen once lived.


• Lucy was in her school play this week. She was Helen of Troy in the classic Greek Odyssey. It satisfied her need for drama (just ;-)and she was so good.


• Bear scored a 48 not out at Cricket this weekend. He was so happy. He has been worried about his "form". Out of the slump may have been mentioned. He makes me lol that child.


• It was the anniversary of my beautiful Mum's passing yesterday. I cant fathom that it has been 18 years since we spoke or hugged or kissed (or even yelled). Because I am a walking cliche ... sometimes it feels like I have spent a whole life time with a Mum shaped gap in my heart and I get sad because I am starting to forget her in ways and form, then other days I feel her very close to me. I am coming to love the nights when I dream about her (even when those dreams make me cry and cry...) because I feel really close to her ... like we have been visiting each other. Love your peeps tight. and if you are my sibling reading this I love you more than words and if I had a phone that worked I would have told you that yesterday. Ex


• I cant find my phone charger and my mob is flat and D pulled the home phone out months ago when an internal wall come down. Yesterday this made me very annoyed and very determined to go organise myself an iphone.


• We had tea with Cath and the girls yesterday (and Ash and the beautiful Carla) and I think i fell in love with D all oVer again :-) ... He had to cook the 14 steaks on the barbie 14 different ways. That pressure would have done me in. Everyone got perfect steak.


• I am coming undone working one and half jobs in the space of two weeks. But its not forever and its all a means to an end so I need to toughen up and fly straight (I love a mixed metaphor).


• If you celebrated Thanks Giving recently ... Happy Thanks Giving to you . Ex

I will be back with pics when I have time ... and a life and I find my charger and camera.

Love Exxxx

Thirty Nine er

My Favourite person is 39 today.


Happy Birthday Babe!





P.S. You were my favotrite even before you worked until 10.30 last night on the ensuite :-)

I Do Not Heart Blogger

I have at least two complete posts that wont publish! Any ideas ? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller? Anyone?

It's like the publish button just wont work. Also I cant highlight any if the text to change or edit it.


This is making me so out of proportionally annoyed I am about to lose my shite (or cry).


First World Problem anyone?

OK so I did get my posts to publish (sort of) but I still do not heart blogger!

Lest We Forget

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun, and in the morning
We will remember them.
Lest We Forget

Today - 11/11/11 is Remembrance Day when we recall that at 11 am on 11 November 1918 the guns of the Western Front fell silent after more than four years of war. The allied armies had driven the Germans back and in November they called for an armistice in order to secure a peace settlement. This moment, when hostilities ceased on the Western Front, has become universally associated with the remembrance of those who have died in war … many with no known grave.

Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace.
Where there is hatred let me sow love;
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is doubt, faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light;
Where there is sadness, joy.

Mrs Catherine Hannon

I lifted all this from the children's school newsletter. Such a fitting sentiment .

Ex

Once

I may have mentioned that I like books and I love reading. Strangely I live with someone who never reads (for pleasure) and I gave birth to people who don't read for fun either. Lulu tells her teacher that she "reads" the books she borrows from the school library. This means she "listens" to me read them to her each night before bed. Osmosis is going to work one day right?

This year her book choices have been heavy on the human condition and the darker elements of modern history. I am really hoping for some rainbows and butterflies soon.

When we were in New Zealand her book of choice was The boy in the stripped Pajamas. This story is obviously sad with a horrific climax but as the story is told by the child not being held in the death camp a lot of the sadder nuances went over Lulu's head.



Still we both had a good cry at the end.




Last night we finished this book . Once by Morris Gleitzman.




This is the story of Felix whose parents leave him in a orphanage run by Catholic Nuns in Poland during the second world war. He runs away from the orphanage to try and find his parents but finds the churned up world of Nazi occupied Poland.


"From 1939 until 1945 the world was at war, and the leader of Germany, Adolf Hitler, tried to destroy the Jewish people in Europe. His followers, the Nazis, and those who supported them, murdered six million Jews including one and a half million children. They also killed a lot of other people, many of whom offered shelter to the Jews. We call this time of killing the Holocaust." Once.


This story is told from Felix's (and other children's) point of view and in parts its so upsetting. It is written for kids Lulu's age so none of the story was inappropriate but I shed tears in a few chapters because as a parent I couldn't bare to think about what was happening to these children. After we finished reading last night Lulu said she wasn't sure how she felt about Felix and his friend Zelda both happy and sad.


Lu also let me know Once is the first book of a trilogy with Then and Now to follow.

Ripper pass the tissues.

Drama Rama

Lulu has had a very challenging week. And by challenging I mean she has made some "poor choices" and her parents have yelled a lot. Its been ace.

It started off with a cracker on Monday morning. Riley and her were suppose to walk from my work to school together. A trip that should have taken them about 5 minutes. Well about halfway there Lulu decides to pull a Stevie Nicks and go her own way, Riley allegedly doesn't notice her missing until he gets to school without her. Later he said that he "had that sick feeling about losing her" but doesn't say anything to a teacher. What the ? Caring but unhelpful Bear.

Lucy ends up lost on campus and is escorted BY CAMPUS SECURITY to her school bawling her eyes out.
David and I are obliviously to all this Drama Rama.

That evening at tea when it was all being discussed and when I say discussed I mean lectured and lectured about I must have said something to Lucy like "what were you thinking! and what was campus security thinking having to escort you to school".

Lucy replies " Campus Security was probably thinking - Where is this kids Mother!"

Yep moving on...


We now have a digital recorder for the tv. Its great and I am becoming addicted to a whole bunch of crappy shows.
Yesterday Lucy and I were watching a recorded episode of Survivor. Coach was praying and asking God to help his team win the challenges. It was completely OTT especially as he was cheating and lying whilst doing it. Coach says to camera "We asked the big man upstairs to help us win and by his grace we have".
Lucy then says to me "Well that's stupid cos I'm pretty sure the big man upstairs doesn't even watch this shite".



Yep moving on...

Love is

Letting your Hubby pick the tile colours for the en suite.


Building a walk in robe with lots of special shoe size boxes for all your wife's shoes.

Saying no to your kids (with kids then having to find other things to do like jigsaw puzzles).

Helping your Dad for hours on a Saturday when you would really rather be playing Xbox. (no picture of that).