Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Back in Hell........

..........after a glorious 3 days away.  Granted, the weather wsn't fabulous, and our initial hotel sucked to the point where we walked into the room, and walked out again, but the freedom was fabulous!

We caught up with Mr21 and Miss19 - bought me a new digital camera, and The Mister a new 27" monitor.  Visited Lush (oh man!) and Salamanca Market where we had possibly THE best lamb wrap in history. Sunday night on the way back we caught up with TM's mum and her husband for dinner.

We are now paying for 3 days away - Mouse was obviously let run while we were not here - he is impossible to deal with, getting into things he knows damn well are off limits, and which I know for sure he has been into in our absence.

Mr15 and my mother called in today - Mouse loves his uncle.  Mum wants said uncle to attend school at the other end of the state next year - she has 2 hopes.

Cannot wait until I finish my degree (I passed my Semester 2 exams) and we can run away from this place.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

What a weekend!

Yesterday, Mouse and his dad returned from a couple nights away.  But before that, we had a bee swarm (a huge one), and another stabbing at the house over the road.  In the middle of the day, as you do.  Yelling and screaming (continuing on from Friday night's session, cops and ambulances everywhere, and then bees. More yelling and screaming Saturday night.  Helluva Saturday.

This morning, at 4.30, we had a drunk former resident show up on the doorstep.  Murder was contemplated.

Due to a foul temper, I cleaned the kitchen, as I felt it was a good use of all that energy created by aggro.  And then, to top it all, in 3 sessions, over the course of the day, The Mister and I walked a good 20km.

And now, I am going to bed.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Things I forgot to tell you........

One month ago today, my mum went from Mrs S to Mrs B.  The weather behaved, so did the family.

Mr15 moved out to mum's place about 6 weeks ago.  There are a whole bunch of issues related to that which I will no doubt share at a later point in time.

Mr25 and Mouse moved home Father's Day night - at 11 pm.  Via taxi.  And have been here ever since.  There are major issues with Mouse' mother - she is now banned from our home.

Mr21 and Miss19 have split.  However, we are keeping her.  This is written in stone.

I am not at all convinced I passed any of my exams this semester.  Will see on the 26th.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Teenager and Husband update

Husband first; not cancer.  Heart is not good though.  Genetic defect, and genetic cholesterol issues, which cannot be controlled with meds, and aren't changing no matter what diet/lifestyle changes we make.  Prognosis if they don't is 2-5 years, then monster heart attack.

Teenager; now living with my mother.  Had another fly off, and we did the crunch.  Hopefully having that space will allow us to maintain a relationship, and him to grow and regain balance.

Eat Love Pray - the movie

I saw this last night, and, as much as I expected not to be impressed, I was not expecting the reaction I had to it.

I have never read the book, and watched the movie because it was the only thing going at the time I could get out the door in peace.

What I expected was a bunch of self-indulgent, self-important twaddle, and that is exactly what I got.  What I didn't expect was my reaction to the twaddle, which is this:

Mindless crap.  A Shirley Valentine for the next generation - woman runs away from home to 'find herself' and in the process finds true love and happiness.  She doesn't need a man to be happy and complete, oh hang on, yes she does.

This movie really does promote the importance of self above all else.  Seriously.  That is what it is about.  Self, and how to get your own way, at all times, in all things, while claiming to be on a journey of self-discovery.

I would love to be able to drop everything and wander the world for 12 months, but I have responsibilities - to myself as well as others.  To expect that popping off to an exotic location or 3 is going to help me 'find' myself is ridiculous - the me I would find there would never fit into the world in which I exist.

Maybe I am harsh, maybe I am just old school when it comes to things like this.  I don't know.  What I do know is that the balance we need to survive in the modern world is not something we will find in places where we don't exist, we need to find it within ourselves, in our own worlds. And that takes hard work, and time.  Just like it did for previous generations.  They did it, so can we.