Sunday, September 30, 2007
Hubby set up a lounge out the back for me to recline on while he stripped the bed and washed the sheets.
While waiting for the sheets to dry he was gardening.
My husband has this strange quirk. He likes me to watch him doing man stuff. He tells me to "sit there and look pretty" while he completes his manly chores. He also likes me to keep up a stream of inconsequential chatter and look at him admiringly from time to time. I often reward him with a cup of strong coffee or better yet a cafe latte and a snack to his unspoken delight.
I'm not sure where this little quirk stems from although I am quite happy to play along. If he's in the mood to be admired, he's not looking for an assistant so I don't have to get my hands dirty.
Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against dirt, but if work gets done and all I have to do is "sit and be pretty" then I'll take that option. lol
Its funny, I watch my son doing chores and he likes an audience and admiration too .............
Its nice sometimes. To watch the little boy inside my man.
Saturday, September 29, 2007
In return I am wiping my fingers on his pillow after eating chips, wiping my mouth with it also and using it to mop up hubby's spit after he slobbered on my arm and ran away just cause he could.
He didn't like that. Wonder what else I can do to his pillow.
**insert evil laugh here**
Friday, September 28, 2007
My sis in law rang tonight to say that they would be home tomorrow. She was telling me that her hubby challenged her to a fishing contest (cause what else would you do on your honeymoon) and she caught 8 fish to his 5. She said that they had found it strange that not many seagulls were around where they were. As she was releasing one of the fish, it was being still in the water for a moment before attempting to swim off and in swooped a dirty great seagull and snapped it up! The overseas tourists were apparently horrified, so here she is standing on a jetty near a beach in cairns trying to convince a bunch of tourists that the fish was really ok and the seagull was just playing with it. lmao! I told her that she nearly blew her cover as the evil seagull queen!
She was then telling me that her hubby doesn't want to see the video we made of their wedding cos he was a little emotional and teary in it. He wants us to destroy it. I told her to tell him that I've already mentioned his "episode" in my blog for all to see and that I'm putting the video on youtube! mwahahahaha Apparently she's been giving him crap about it all week!
I SO need to get out of this bed and burn some energy before I go completely around the bend and give in to the dark side!!
Thursday, September 27, 2007
She had me gobsmacked today though. We always knew given her peculiar "quirks" that she would find her teenage years difficult. Her earlier years were difficult enough without also having to contend with raging hormones and the sheer bitchiness of teenage girls. Sure enough she's having a tonne of problems and is one very hurt, angry and confused girl. She has always had problems fitting in with her peers. This morning she says to me "why can't the kids at school be nice to me and try harder because I've got problems?"
How on earth am I meant to tell her that kids will pick on her more because of those problems without crushing any hope she has of one day fitting in? How do I tell her that she just has to try harder when she's already trying so hard?
Sigh. It's not fair that these kids that are so special should find some things so hard.
On the flip side, I was so proud of her. She tried to send me a postcard from Canberra a couple of weeks ago when she was there on school excursion (even though she mixed up the address and I didn't get it) and bought CJ a necklace (and then realised when she got home that she'd accidentally bought a "G" and not a "C"). This was a really good step despite things not going to plan. She's not usually very thoughtful of other people and definitely doesn't like to spend her money on others so I was really really proud of her for thinking of us instead of just herself. I'm going to send her some extra allowance next month so she can replace the necklace with the right initial.
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Poor hubby got home at lunch time took one look at me and I burst into tears. I hate days like this. I hate having to rely on other people to take care of me. I hate the role reversal at times where the kids sometimes take care of me. I know I shouldn't feel guilt over this but I do. But mostly I hate succumbing to the urge at times to have a pity party which I did in grand style today.
After the pity party was over however, Hubby and the kids made tea (Shepard's Pie as per the menu plan and it was really good lol), then they stacked and started the dishwasher, put a couple of loads of washing through, picked stuff up off the floor for me to sort through, found some of my crafty projects for me, found me another book to read and loaded my bed with snacks in case I'm not moving much tomorrow either. CJ plied me with soft drinks then switched the aerial on the telly in my bedroom over to the good reception so she could watch telly with me, TJ turned the keyboard up as loud as it could go and played songs for me then sat on my bed to read me a story about diggers and backhoes, hubby went to the chemist to make sure I have plenty of drugs, ate tea in bed with me and and even moved the computer in next to our bed so I can catch up with my online friends and now Sox (my boy cat) is now sitting guard over me. I think he likes School of Rock too! lol
I hope my hip starts to settle down soon - before I go completely stir crazy!
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
I wonder if I smack hubby over the head with a hammer will he finally sit down with me and help me work out a do-able budget?
I wonder how many times I have to tell the kids to close the car door properly before they'll actually do it?
I wonder how some doctors got their medical licenses when they can't read an x-ray?
I wonder how one of our cats can sleep practically on the top of her head with her face smooshed into the doona?
I wonder what the girlfriend of one of hubby's workmates thinks her boyfriend is going to do with over $600 worth of licenced footy gear (clocks, watches, jumpers, mugs etc etc) for Christmas? (I think she went into the shop and lay-byed everything that he didn't already have - honest to goodness how much bronco gear does one fella need?)
I wonder exactly who hubby thinks is coming to a BBQ that we are meant to be hosting this weekend when he won't make a guest list with me or invite anyone himself?
I wonder if Target will have any 1000 thread count sheets left tomorrow for me to lay-by?
I wonder why the spellchecker on this blog thingy doesn't seem to recognise perfectly legitimate words that I use like 'smooshed'?
I wonder why us women are so hard on ourselves? Why we seem to take fiendish delight in putting ourselves down, calling ourselves names and taking decisions that others make about us who don't really know us to heart?
Monday, September 24, 2007
The kids helped me take inventory of our freezer tonight then we all sat down together and planned this weeks menu. I plan Tuesday to Tuesday (as that's shopping day)
Tuesday - chicken nuggets, chips + celery/carrot sticks
Wednesday - Shepard's Pie
Thursday - Rissoles & baked veges (potatoe, sweet potatoe, carrot) + greens
Friday - Bacon and Eggs night
Saturday - entertaining - having BBQ with salads, potatoe bake and zucchini slice
Sunday - Fish and Chips
Monday - Roast chicken & baked veges + greens
After taking inventory I realised that I don't need to buy meat this week or frozen veges so my shop tomorrow will be pretty basic. Will do shopping list in morning.
Today was hubby's birthday - he told me that he's starting to feel old now that he's hit 34! I just laughed at him. He was heading to Melbourne this afternoon so we are having his birthday tomorrow (if he's home before the kids bedtime) or Wednesday (if he's not)
Sunday, September 23, 2007
I sat up the front of the church and watched hubby very proudly walk his little sister down the aisle and give her away to a very deserving man.
The bride was radiant! She looked absolutely gorgeous. It was a very lovely ceremony and the reception was great. Plenty of food and drinks, great weather, formalities kept to a bare minimum. A was so happy that her day went smoothly and said that she couldn't have asked for better and had exactly the day that she wanted. She is currently on her way to Canberra to spend the night before flying to QLD in the morning. Her in laws gave them a week in the sunshine state for a wedding gift while they babysit their son and the dog.
I was a bit worried this morning that I wouldn't even be able to get to the church I'd been so sore, but its amazing what enough strong drugs will do for you. I got there OK and managed to do the reading that I was asked to do to.
And to top it all off I won $5! I bet my sis in law $5 a few days back that her mum would show up despite all the drama of the past week and she did! She sneaked into the church at the last minute and sat up the back, then scowled at everyone at the reception, but at least she was there....... and without her sleazebag partner much to everyone's relief!
But......... never in my life have I seen so many tough men blubber! Hubby was struggling to hold back tears as they walked up the aisle, the groom was in tears saying his vows and one of my brother in laws burst into tears when he came up to hubby outside the church to say hello. It was lovely............. but I am going to get MONTHS of stirring out of this! Mwahahahahaaaa
Hubby and his sister A
Back - Groom/Bro in law J, Bride/Sis in law A, Bro in law W, Hubby
Front - Sis in law K, TJ, Me and CJ
Still not sure what on earth possessed K to wear white to her sister's wedding...... a few of the guests who didn't know who she was thought she must have been another bride for another wedding taking place after this one LOL
Friday, September 21, 2007
Answers given by 2nd grade school children to the following questions!!
Why did God make mothers?
1. She's the only one who knows where the sticky tape is.
2. Mostly to clean the house.
3. To help us out of there when we were getting born.
How did God make mothers?
1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.
2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring
3. God made my Mum just the same like he made me. He just used bigger parts.
What ingredients are mothers made of?
1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean.
2. They had to get their start from men's bones. Then they mostly use string, I think.
Why did God give you your mother & not some other Mum?
1. We're related
2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people's mums like me.
What kind of little girl was your mum?
1. My mum has always been my mum and none of that other stuff.
2. I don't know because I wasn't there, but my guess would be pretty bossy.
3. They say she used to be nice.
What did mum need to know about dad before she married him?
1. His last name.
2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he get drunk on beer?
3. Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to drugs and YES to chores?
Why did your Mum marry your dad?
1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my Mum eats a lot. 2. She got too old to do anything else with him.
3. My grandma says that Mum didn't have her thinking cap on.
Who's the boss at your house?
1. Mum doesn't want to be boss, but she has to because dad's such a clot. 2. Mum. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under the bed.
3. I guess Mum is, but only because she has a lot more to do than dad.
What's the difference between mums & dads?
1. Mums work at work and work at home & dads just go to work at work. 2. Mums know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.
3. Dads are taller & stronger, but moms have all the real power 'cause that's who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your friend's.
4. Mums have magic; they make you feel better without medicine.
What does your mum do in her spare time?
1. Mothers don't do spare time.
2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.
What would it take to make your mum perfect?
1. On the inside she's already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of plastic surgery.
2. Diet. You know her hair. I'd diet, maybe blue.
If you could change one thing about your Mum, what would it be?
1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I'd get rid of that.
2. I'd make my Mum smarter. Then she would know it was my sister who did it and not me.
3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on the back of her head.
WHEN YOU STOP LAUGHING SEND IT ON TO OTHER MOTHERS, FUTURE MOTHERS, OR JUST WOMEN IN GENERAL!!
Thursday, September 20, 2007
This is the second time today that I have managed to get down to the study but I won't be able to sit here long.
I'm very fortunate to have an understanding hubby and good kids when it comes to this kind of thing. Hubby ran some errands for me before he left for work (TJ's glasses need repairing again) and the kids managed to cook tea without killing each other or burning themselves. We had a picnic tea on my bed seeing as how I couldn't sit at the dining table with them. We also had mini pizza's instead of sausages, but the menu plan has got to be flexible right? lol (I'd actually forgotten that I had them in the freezer....... kids have memories like elephants when it comes to the location of junk food) They even managed to stack and start the dishwasher before going to bed the little angels.
At times I feel guilty for not always being physically capable of being the kind of mum that I think I should be or that I think they deserve to have. But then I remember that when I'm too sore to be running around they all take great delight in having a captive audience. For the privilege of being waited on hand and foot I am made a very interesting assortment of foodstuffs (inch thick cheese slices on toast, or weetbix with very little milk and way too much sugar for example). I also get to hear every single mind boggling thought that pops into my dear daughter's pre pubescent brain, get assaulted by the "can we have a...(insert appropriate junk food item here)....." terrorist repeatedly because he knows I can't chase him away and am serenaded by an vast assortment of hubby's bodily noises that are apparently meant to be amusing but often result in me begging for a gas mask.
I am very blessed indeed.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
I was thinking about this while I was making lunch today. I think it is because food always seemed so regimented when I was growing up. Monday and Tuesday was sausages, chops, peas, carrots and mashed potatoes. Wednesday was usually roast or baked lamb with the occasional Silver side thrown in. Thursday and Saturday was a repeat of Monday and Tuesday. Friday was either take away (if Dad was feeling generous) or home cooked chips and fish fingers. Sunday was quite often get your own noodles/bacon and eggs or leftovers. Chips and chocolate were a once a week on Friday night treat. (which I'm now thinking wasn't such a bad idea).
It seems to almost be a shackling of myself to sit down a plan a menu. God knows I don't like to feel restricted. Its not exactly creative, spontaneous or fun to have everything planned out is it? And what if I don't "feel like" whats on the plan for tonight? Or what if I'm having a bad pain day and not really up to cooking much?
On the other hand I get sick of having to figure out whats for tea each night. I get frustrated with the weekly budget blow out and the amount of food that gets wasted each week in our house. I've seen other flybabies put up menus a month ahead and I don't think I'm up to that, but a week perhaps even a fortnight I can manage I reckon.
Interestingly enough my daughter CJ came in to the study this afternoon and asked me what was for tea. When I told her that I hadn't thought that far yet she said "oh. So you don't have a plan like you did yesterday?". She seemed disappointed.
I think a flylady essay for handicappable flybabies that I read the other day has the answer. I can make a menu plan and if its not fitting with the day then I simply need a simple alternative. If I make a menu plan and include 3 extra meals that either the kids or I can make with minimum fuss for "just in case" then we should be covered.
So this is the rest of our week. Until hubby brings home his runs for next week I can't plan much further than that.
Thursday 20/9 - Sausages, Chips, salad
Friday 21/9 - Rissoles, potatoes, peas, corn, cauliflower
Saturday 22/9 - Steak, potatoe bake, mixed frozen veges
Sunday 23/9 - BBQ at friends place - may need to take meat
Simple alternative in case needed - bacon and eggs
I guess I'd better go write it up on the whiteboard in the kitchen so that everyone in this house knows that there is now a plan!
A couple of days ago hubby's step dad K the sleaze bag ran A and asked her what was going on with the wedding - meaning who was walking her down the aisle. She told him that nothing had changed and that he should know by now what was happening as she'd told him enough times. Then he says to her "I suppose R and B (hubby & me) are going to be there?" They are just not taking either her or hubby seriously about us being there and hubby walking her down the aisle.
Hubby bumped into his youngest sister K yesterday and had a bit of a go at her. He told her that she had no right getting their mum to ring us up the night before she started a job expecting a place to live when they had had nothing to do with us for months and months prior. He also told her to tell her dad that yes we would be at the wedding and that he would be walking A down the aisle.He didn't raise his voice, but he was pretty firm, she was a bit upset, but stayed there talking to us for a few minutes afterwards. She did make a comment about not being sure about coming to the wedding if there was going to be crap to which I told her that the only way there would be crap would be if K the sleazebag started it. We thought that was that. Hubby felt pretty good about having said his piece and thought that was the end of the matter.
This morning he gets a phone call from his older brother W asking him what he's doing threatening their little sister and telling people not to come to the wedding. Hubby gets all flustered (he's a very non confrontational person) mouths off saying a heap of stuff he shouldn't, then rings me and rants at me about it and is talking about not going to his sister's wedding. I ring his brother and sort of smooth things over and explained that he didn't threaten K and what our side of things is with their mum (which he understood cos he has had similar problems) but boy its a mess!
I can't wait for this wedding to be over!!!!
I could very well kill someone by the end of the week. Do you reckon I'd be able to plead self defence? After all I'd be defending my peace of mind!
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Hubby ran into his youngest sister K today and gave her a piece of his mind. Apparently it wasn't terribly tasty as she was nearly in tears after.
I suppose some background is needed at this point. 3 years ago I was asked by my mum in law to fix her pc that her partner had stuffed while satisfying his porn fixation. Aforementioned partner didn't want me to fix the pc and abused me in front of my kids over the matter. We have not been back to visit since - I don't need that and the kids don't need to see it. We organised to meet mum in law on neutral ground when her partner wasn't around until she lost interest in the kids completely.
Fast forward to 5 months ago. Mum in laws partner "accidentally" sends porn to us while pretending to by hubby's mum while talking to us on messenger. I'm not sure how you can accidentally do that.... twice! I deleted them off messenger thinking that he is definitely not a safe person to have on there especially if my kids are on the pc. Hubby's mum says I'm "over reacting" and its "none of her business anyway". I'm really not sure how porn appearing on our pc isn't any of my business, but anyhow.
A few weeks later hubby's mum shows up as his sister A's place in tears cos her partner is having an online affair with some chickie from the Philippines and expects her to support him in getting a visa to bring this chick over here and when she refused he had the locks changed on the house. We support her when she says she wants out, organise a house, organise movers, the lot. Moving day comes and she refuses to go and accuses us all of making a big deal out of nothing.
Fast forward to 3 months ago. We moved house. Hubby decides not to tell his mum where we are now living as she has not bothered to call or visit or even send birthday cards to the kids in oh around 2 years or so. The only time we hear from her is when her partner is playing up or when she wants something.
Fast forward again to 3 weeks ago. Hubby gets a phone call from his mum wanting us to put his youngest sis K up indefinitely "cos she got a job" and his mum doesn't want to drive K over here everyday. Hubby is upset, I'm ropeable, CJ decides that Nan T is just a user "cos she only sees or calls us when she wants favours" TJ is rather oblivious to the whole matter, but he's an 8 year old boy who's life revolves around cars and fire trucks so what would he care?
So today hubby told K that if she had wanted somewhere to stay that it would have been OK in the short term had she rung herself and that more than half a day's notice would be appreciated. God only knows what story she went home and told her mum cos she's now texting hubby asking him if there is a problem and telling him not to take it out in his sister **rolls eyes** She then rang his sister A and told her that they weren't coming to her wedding if we didn't stop "our crap".
I am so glad that they live 45 minutes away!! lol
In brighter news (I'm taking a leaf out of Kelley's positive spin book) the kids helped me cook a bbq for tea tonight. We got thick sausages from the butcher, cut up carrots, zucchinis and tiny taters (tinned new potatoes) and chucked it all on the bbq. Oh and also some sliced pineapple. Yum Yum. CJ made a green salad. I asked her to cut up some cheese and she used the potatoe peeler instead of a knife, then I asked her to cut some celery sticks and she got a little mixed up. Cut up the shallots into sticks instead (yes she's blonde) but it all worked OK in the end.
TJ gave me the biggest giggle of the day. After he had finished all his tiny taters and was eyeing off mine he says to me "I desperately like them." Cracked me up that he even knew the word desperate let alone used it in that context!
I was quite pleased that after tea I was able to get them to make their lunches for tomorrow and help me clean up the kitchen without any grumbling! My dishwasher was packed and running by 7:30. Thats never ever happened before in our house!!
Hmmmm and for a positive spin on the inlaw situation.............. they still don't know where I live!!! LMAO!!
Monday, September 17, 2007
Hubby's sister A is getting married on Sunday. Hubby is walking her down the aisle since her father (hubby's step dad) said that he wouldn't do it. Now of course they keep ringing her and asking whats happening as if she will all of a sudden change all the arrangements that she made. He now wants to do it and for some reason doesn't even think that we'all should be at the wedding let alone involved in it! Then tonight we were talking to hubby's Nan C who a couple of weeks ago was so excited about the wedding only to find out that they are moving this weekend and had forgotten all about the wedding. It was bad enough that they showed up to my wedding late and in their yard clothes. I am so glad that they are not my parents and that this isn't my wedding!
Of course the only reason that they aren't ringing here bitching is that hubby did partially declutter them......... when we moved he refused to tell them where we moved to and changed our phone number as well lol.
The things we have to do to get some peace!!
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Around the same time as we moved (3 months ago) we also had some major upheavals in our circle of friendships and I have to say that it has been bliss!! More and more I'm seeing just exactly how manipulative, deceitful and harmful some of those friendships were and how they were negatively impacting on us and the way we interacted with the rest of our social circle. Moving was a fresh start all round it would seem, in home, in friendships and in the long run, in my spirit.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Was quite pleased this evening to be able to have hubbies sister A and her son E over for a BBQ tea. Its nice to have the house "company ready" or only 15 minutes from being so. It was also nice to be able to throw together nibblies and desert from things in the pantry for unplanned guests too. Am looking forward to doing a lot more hosting in this house.
The past few months in this house we have done more hosting than we had in the past few years in our old house. I'm thinking that we were seriously ripping ourselves on in the social lives department and I'd forgotten how much I enjoy putting on a nice meal and sharing some hospitality. Now that we are starting to have visitors/guest regularly I'm starting to make mental lists of things that would be nice to have for when they are here like more cutlery or different placemats or cushions for the lounge lol