... what a load of bollocks! I must've been in some namby, pamby hippy mood when I wrote that.
I mean really, there is nothing, NOTHING, beneficial about having a broken leg!!!
It's really, really fucking annoying. Although I will concede that it would be much LESS annoying than having two broken legs.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Benefits of having a broken leg...
... are very few, but in light of trying to be positive, here goes:
* Saves on razor blades (only having one leg to shave!)
* Forces me to slow down and be less frantic in my life
* Makes me appreciate the little things (like how good it is to have a shower!)
* Makes me thankful that one broken leg is all I've got (things could be much worse!)
That's all I can think of at the moment.
* Saves on razor blades (only having one leg to shave!)
* Forces me to slow down and be less frantic in my life
* Makes me appreciate the little things (like how good it is to have a shower!)
* Makes me thankful that one broken leg is all I've got (things could be much worse!)
That's all I can think of at the moment.
Wednesday, January 06, 2010
Time Flies
A day at home. It has flown by. I feel like I've done lots of things and nothing at the same time. Not sure how that's possible, but still...
Thursday, December 31, 2009
NYE, 2009
Am at home by myself. Wife is at work, she just left 10 minutes ago. I hate when she's on nights. So I'm sitting here with the pugs watching New Years' Eve on the stupid telly.
On the plus side, I have discovered that if I turn the volume up loud it drowns out the *real* fireworks and the dogs stay asleep on the lounge instead of barking like maniacs. Every cloud.
On the plus side, I have discovered that if I turn the volume up loud it drowns out the *real* fireworks and the dogs stay asleep on the lounge instead of barking like maniacs. Every cloud.
Monday, December 28, 2009
2 Years
Over two years is how long it's been since I wrote something on here. I have no self-discipline in any aspect of my life, even the things I enjoy!
Two years. It's a long time. I am married to the love of my life. We will be together until we die. Sounds so fucking poxy but it's true. I know it like I know my own name.
Two years. It's a long time. I am married to the love of my life. We will be together until we die. Sounds so fucking poxy but it's true. I know it like I know my own name.
Sunday, November 04, 2007
Men 101
Daughter has just had her first lesson in men-101. Her boyfriend has just told her that he 'doesn't love her like he used to'. They have been together about 2 months, give or take a week.
As usual, he 'seemed' like he loved her, in as much as one teenager can 'love' another. Even his mother said she's never seen him like that- totally besotted by a girl. He told his mum that Daughter was 'the most important thing in the world to me' and when Boyfriend's mum said "So you really like her, huh?", he replied "No, I love her". He would even talk unashamedly about getting married and the number of children he wanted!!!
And here we are, a mere few weeks later and now he "just doesn't love her like he used to". What an asshole.
So, here's the first lesson: Men don't mean what they say. Men say what they think you want to hear when they're getting their leg over.
I remember when my first serious boyfriend decided to end out relationship. We had a nice dinner, sex and then he called it quits. I was dumbfounded at his timing. You know what he said? I just wanted to end it on a 'high' note.
As usual, he 'seemed' like he loved her, in as much as one teenager can 'love' another. Even his mother said she's never seen him like that- totally besotted by a girl. He told his mum that Daughter was 'the most important thing in the world to me' and when Boyfriend's mum said "So you really like her, huh?", he replied "No, I love her". He would even talk unashamedly about getting married and the number of children he wanted!!!
And here we are, a mere few weeks later and now he "just doesn't love her like he used to". What an asshole.
So, here's the first lesson: Men don't mean what they say. Men say what they think you want to hear when they're getting their leg over.
I remember when my first serious boyfriend decided to end out relationship. We had a nice dinner, sex and then he called it quits. I was dumbfounded at his timing. You know what he said? I just wanted to end it on a 'high' note.
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Daughter's new friends!
Yes, daughter has a new group of friends. I actually think this is a good thing. She thinks I don't think that. She went to a 'concert' (actually I don't know if you can call it that- the local Art Gallery has live music events that are to cater for the in-between age group. Not old enough to go to 'real' gigs in pubs, but old enough to want to go 'out' and listen to bands. I guess the 14-18 age group would be the main users. The tickets are cheap and the venue is local.)
Anyway, she went to this concert by herself which I thought was very brave of her. I would not have been confident enough at her age to do that. So there she is after the first 'act' (set?) sitting by herself and this group of a few girls/one guy came up and asked her: "Do you need some friends?" and then 'adopted' her as their new friend. Which I think was really nice of them.
So of course they exchanged 'my spaces' and now spend every waking minute chatting online or sms-ing each other on their mobiles. She has completely 'forgotten' about her old friends and is totally obsessed with the new ones.
These 'new' friends are mostly 1-2 years older than her. They are in Year 11 or 12 at school. They do not go to her school and some don't even live in our area (my god!). There are 3 boys (the 'group' has expanded since they first met at the concert) that 'like' her and that she 'likes', even though 1 of them she's only met on myspace! At least one of the boys drive a car! Jesus! Not already, surely? So far there has been no request to go IN the car with him, although I know she met them all at the local shopping centre (of course) the other day when I went back to work and she had a pupil-free day. She was supposed to catch the bus and be back by 4:00pm, which she was, (of course I phoned her at home!), but I don't *really* know if she caught the bus home or if she got a lift in his/someone else's car.
She thinks I have issues with her having new friends that are older. I really don't. I think she's probably about the same 'level' as them anyway. I DO, however, have issues with her spending hours and hours and hours 'chatting' with them online. This will end up being a repeat of last year if I don't put limits on it. She won't do her schoolwork and will end up with crap results at school.
She has the shits because I would not let her go out with them today, (as it's a public holiday). She was supposed to have her room painted and finished by the weekend, but she hasn't done it. She asked last night if she could go out and I said "No". She has to be responsible and get her room finished. Later on I found her at about midnight, painting her room. She was under the assumption (very false) that if she finished it last night then she would be allowed to go out today. I corrected her assumption, (as she was trying to do a 'second' coat on a wall that had the first coat applied less than 2 hours previously), and she tried to argue with me/tell me I was unfair/etc. It ended with me saying "The answer is no. You are not going out tomorrow even if you stay up all night and paint your room!" Smacks of "Because I'm the mum and I said so!". But, so be it. She can't always have the answer 'yes'. Anyway, when I woke her up at 2:00 pm I got grunted at. When she got out of bed (3:00 pm) and walked past my study on her way to the shower, I got a filthy look and another grunt. Oh well. I'm not her friggin' best friend. I'm her mother and sometimes she just has to suck it up.
Anyway, she went to this concert by herself which I thought was very brave of her. I would not have been confident enough at her age to do that. So there she is after the first 'act' (set?) sitting by herself and this group of a few girls/one guy came up and asked her: "Do you need some friends?" and then 'adopted' her as their new friend. Which I think was really nice of them.
So of course they exchanged 'my spaces' and now spend every waking minute chatting online or sms-ing each other on their mobiles. She has completely 'forgotten' about her old friends and is totally obsessed with the new ones.
These 'new' friends are mostly 1-2 years older than her. They are in Year 11 or 12 at school. They do not go to her school and some don't even live in our area (my god!). There are 3 boys (the 'group' has expanded since they first met at the concert) that 'like' her and that she 'likes', even though 1 of them she's only met on myspace! At least one of the boys drive a car! Jesus! Not already, surely? So far there has been no request to go IN the car with him, although I know she met them all at the local shopping centre (of course) the other day when I went back to work and she had a pupil-free day. She was supposed to catch the bus and be back by 4:00pm, which she was, (of course I phoned her at home!), but I don't *really* know if she caught the bus home or if she got a lift in his/someone else's car.
She thinks I have issues with her having new friends that are older. I really don't. I think she's probably about the same 'level' as them anyway. I DO, however, have issues with her spending hours and hours and hours 'chatting' with them online. This will end up being a repeat of last year if I don't put limits on it. She won't do her schoolwork and will end up with crap results at school.
She has the shits because I would not let her go out with them today, (as it's a public holiday). She was supposed to have her room painted and finished by the weekend, but she hasn't done it. She asked last night if she could go out and I said "No". She has to be responsible and get her room finished. Later on I found her at about midnight, painting her room. She was under the assumption (very false) that if she finished it last night then she would be allowed to go out today. I corrected her assumption, (as she was trying to do a 'second' coat on a wall that had the first coat applied less than 2 hours previously), and she tried to argue with me/tell me I was unfair/etc. It ended with me saying "The answer is no. You are not going out tomorrow even if you stay up all night and paint your room!" Smacks of "Because I'm the mum and I said so!". But, so be it. She can't always have the answer 'yes'. Anyway, when I woke her up at 2:00 pm I got grunted at. When she got out of bed (3:00 pm) and walked past my study on her way to the shower, I got a filthy look and another grunt. Oh well. I'm not her friggin' best friend. I'm her mother and sometimes she just has to suck it up.
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