My "project".
1984 Yamaha XT 250K.
Will keep me busy for the next few weeks/months/years...
Wednesday, July 29
Monday, July 27
Feel like shit
Gday folk'l'dokl's
Been feeling like shite over last 5-6 days. Little ones are sick too. Ang is sick. Paige is coming down with something as well.
I have a ear, nose and throat infection. Sucks arse. I get at least 2 doses of this every Winter. Have suffered from this illness since I was in High School. Watching Ava / Jess suffer the same thing is painful. Need medication - Stat !
I sorted out Vanessa last Monday. All settled there - done and dusted for now.
Saw a new psychologist on Tuesday. He did nothing but talk and talk. Seemed pretty genuine and I have been doing my homework since. Basically just recording my mood each day and some of the things that happen. Has been higher than 7 since. Even feeling like a green snot tissue as well.
Work is Ok. Got busted stealing drinks for customers on Friday night by the Big Bossman. He started to go psycho but I diffused the situation be telling him the truth. Huh ? You ask. Yeah told him I would continue to take drinks out to customers who are good people NOT only good tippers. These drinks will have to come out of my pocket thereafter. Oh well. Im a feather ruffler at work - will continue to do so. Worked till 12AM Friday and Saturday nights (13 hours).
The girls went to the inlaws over the weekend. We were going to head up to Pops but everyone being sick has delayed that. Robin/Sandra bought the girls home Sunday and we had a nice BBQ lunch. I invited Graeme around to keep me company for a few hours.
Rob was down Friday - Sunday to see Jaiden. Didnt see the boys much. Just sat in his room playing Xbox360 or on the computer.
The biggest news (for me anyway) is that I bought a motorbike !!!
A Yamaha XT 250 road/trail. Needs a bit of work. But now I have a project and something to get me into the shed for a few hours (days?). Only set us back $500 so I won't lose any money on the purchase if I decide to sell it.
busy busy busy... Welcome to parenthood.
Been feeling like shite over last 5-6 days. Little ones are sick too. Ang is sick. Paige is coming down with something as well.
I have a ear, nose and throat infection. Sucks arse. I get at least 2 doses of this every Winter. Have suffered from this illness since I was in High School. Watching Ava / Jess suffer the same thing is painful. Need medication - Stat !
I sorted out Vanessa last Monday. All settled there - done and dusted for now.
Saw a new psychologist on Tuesday. He did nothing but talk and talk. Seemed pretty genuine and I have been doing my homework since. Basically just recording my mood each day and some of the things that happen. Has been higher than 7 since. Even feeling like a green snot tissue as well.
Work is Ok. Got busted stealing drinks for customers on Friday night by the Big Bossman. He started to go psycho but I diffused the situation be telling him the truth. Huh ? You ask. Yeah told him I would continue to take drinks out to customers who are good people NOT only good tippers. These drinks will have to come out of my pocket thereafter. Oh well. Im a feather ruffler at work - will continue to do so. Worked till 12AM Friday and Saturday nights (13 hours).
The girls went to the inlaws over the weekend. We were going to head up to Pops but everyone being sick has delayed that. Robin/Sandra bought the girls home Sunday and we had a nice BBQ lunch. I invited Graeme around to keep me company for a few hours.
Rob was down Friday - Sunday to see Jaiden. Didnt see the boys much. Just sat in his room playing Xbox360 or on the computer.
The biggest news (for me anyway) is that I bought a motorbike !!!
A Yamaha XT 250 road/trail. Needs a bit of work. But now I have a project and something to get me into the shed for a few hours (days?). Only set us back $500 so I won't lose any money on the purchase if I decide to sell it.
busy busy busy... Welcome to parenthood.
Sunday, July 19
Uh oh
Jesus.
This bitch Vanessa. Angela's ex husbands wife. She's starting all sorts of problems with Paige and Sarah and our house.
It's high time "I got my EVIL" on her ass.
Paul came and picked up the girls yesterday morning. On pickup I invited him in for a 'friendly' chat to discuss some major wrong doings on their behalf when the girls are up at Drouin. These are some things that happen..
(*) Paul/Vanessa play a Sims game.
There is a character on the game called Ben. He wears the same coat as I wear and is evil. Fact. Apparently this Ben character ordered a pizza and upon delivery of the pizza Ben then beat the pizza man into a bloody pulp. Paul and Vanessa then laugh and carry on WITH the girls present sitting next to them. Paige tells me that she walks away (she's very mature for her age) BUT Sarah.. She then plays the game. They probably dig for information if I beat them, touch them, etc etc.
Yeah I dish out discipline when its necessary. I've smacked Sarah a few time with the wooden spoon in the past (5-6 times). Last week I only had to brandish the wooden spoon to correct her wrong behaviour. She cried when seeing the wooden spoon, really cried because she knew she was in the wrong and was going to be punished for her errors. I saw her really crying so I put the wooden spoon back in the draw. Job done.
(*)Saying to the girls that they hate Angela.
Angela started the ball rolling when she dobbed Paul in for defrauding workcover a few months back. He hurt his back whilst working last year (truck jockey or delivery driver) and then claimed workcover. A few weeks before this happened Vanessa left her job at Harvey Norman (Yes they both used to work at the same company). They told us she would be getting better money elsewhere. We found out that she lost her job in fact for being caught with her hand in the till (Stealing money). They tell us otherwise..Anyway, Paul claimed "ouch my back, gimme money" and he was on it.
To be conitinued at a later date....It angries up my blood too much (gonna go watch Eddie Murphy - Delirious)
This bitch Vanessa. Angela's ex husbands wife. She's starting all sorts of problems with Paige and Sarah and our house.
It's high time "I got my EVIL" on her ass.
Paul came and picked up the girls yesterday morning. On pickup I invited him in for a 'friendly' chat to discuss some major wrong doings on their behalf when the girls are up at Drouin. These are some things that happen..
(*) Paul/Vanessa play a Sims game.
There is a character on the game called Ben. He wears the same coat as I wear and is evil. Fact. Apparently this Ben character ordered a pizza and upon delivery of the pizza Ben then beat the pizza man into a bloody pulp. Paul and Vanessa then laugh and carry on WITH the girls present sitting next to them. Paige tells me that she walks away (she's very mature for her age) BUT Sarah.. She then plays the game. They probably dig for information if I beat them, touch them, etc etc.
Yeah I dish out discipline when its necessary. I've smacked Sarah a few time with the wooden spoon in the past (5-6 times). Last week I only had to brandish the wooden spoon to correct her wrong behaviour. She cried when seeing the wooden spoon, really cried because she knew she was in the wrong and was going to be punished for her errors. I saw her really crying so I put the wooden spoon back in the draw. Job done.
(*)Saying to the girls that they hate Angela.
Angela started the ball rolling when she dobbed Paul in for defrauding workcover a few months back. He hurt his back whilst working last year (truck jockey or delivery driver) and then claimed workcover. A few weeks before this happened Vanessa left her job at Harvey Norman (Yes they both used to work at the same company). They told us she would be getting better money elsewhere. We found out that she lost her job in fact for being caught with her hand in the till (Stealing money). They tell us otherwise..Anyway, Paul claimed "ouch my back, gimme money" and he was on it.
To be conitinued at a later date....It angries up my blood too much (gonna go watch Eddie Murphy - Delirious)
Thursday, July 16
Ravel - Bolero (from Aleggro non troppo)
Basically the italian version of Fantasia. I prefer this one too...
Youtube for more vids. Watched this over 20 years ago...
Flyby #3
In a place where the shit has hit the fan (Afghanistan). Religion shows its nasty infected hand in a country where the defeated shall not be defeated...
What is wrong with this world... Part I
Religion...
Has fucked up so many things since Christianity came into power.
Don't get me wrong. I believe in da man Jesus (yes he actually lived) but the message of the bible was written by those who did not have the facts all there. Written from a man's perspective too which means it's gonna make some people very very angry.
I have not read the Bible. I just couldn't get past the first page. Yes, maybe a God did create the heavens (universe) but he did NOT create Earth on that first day. Or the SUN after the Earth. That's where I just cannot stomach the rest...
It'd be different if da man (Jesus) actually wrote something which people KNEW was from the mouth of Jesus.... The book was written after the star had left the playing field. There was no TV to cover the story. Just some dude who heard from another person that "it was so" so it had to be that way because "he" said it was true... A bit like the South Park episode in which the guys absolutely ROAST that Mormon dude with the magical seeing stones. Very funny indeed by the way...
This world has seen nothing but suffering the day Jesus left the scene...
And it ISNT good. It's fucked up. FUBAR in fact.
I would have loved to hear da man speak. Maybe when I die I will have the privilege of shaking his hand and looking into his eyes.... seeing the pain that he saw. And that I see today.... In every aspect of life.
We (as a people) are on the precipice... Which way we go from here is left to those who stil have free will left in them. Not braindead sheep concerned with who's sleeping with whom and which celebrity has gone off the deep end or died (MJ).
The human race NEEDS to evolve here... Or else we are fucked. End of story.
"And he put down his flaming sword and went among the people and listened to their worries and pains. And he wept for them knowing that within these people they cried for a saviour to come and make things right again"
The book of Benjamin (Chapter and Verse unknown)
Has fucked up so many things since Christianity came into power.
Don't get me wrong. I believe in da man Jesus (yes he actually lived) but the message of the bible was written by those who did not have the facts all there. Written from a man's perspective too which means it's gonna make some people very very angry.
I have not read the Bible. I just couldn't get past the first page. Yes, maybe a God did create the heavens (universe) but he did NOT create Earth on that first day. Or the SUN after the Earth. That's where I just cannot stomach the rest...
It'd be different if da man (Jesus) actually wrote something which people KNEW was from the mouth of Jesus.... The book was written after the star had left the playing field. There was no TV to cover the story. Just some dude who heard from another person that "it was so" so it had to be that way because "he" said it was true... A bit like the South Park episode in which the guys absolutely ROAST that Mormon dude with the magical seeing stones. Very funny indeed by the way...
This world has seen nothing but suffering the day Jesus left the scene...
And it ISNT good. It's fucked up. FUBAR in fact.
I would have loved to hear da man speak. Maybe when I die I will have the privilege of shaking his hand and looking into his eyes.... seeing the pain that he saw. And that I see today.... In every aspect of life.
We (as a people) are on the precipice... Which way we go from here is left to those who stil have free will left in them. Not braindead sheep concerned with who's sleeping with whom and which celebrity has gone off the deep end or died (MJ).
The human race NEEDS to evolve here... Or else we are fucked. End of story.
"And he put down his flaming sword and went among the people and listened to their worries and pains. And he wept for them knowing that within these people they cried for a saviour to come and make things right again"
The book of Benjamin (Chapter and Verse unknown)
Wednesday, July 15
It's a Man thing
Will someone do the fucking dishes !!
My morning conversation on the 121 sports forum...
Pretty funny take on life I have... Such an oddball that I am.
Hehe.
My morning conversation on the 121 sports forum...
Pretty funny take on life I have... Such an oddball that I am.
Hehe.
Monday, July 13
Poker on a Monday
Might be my regular weekly post from now on.....
Went to the free APL (Aussie Poker League) - Texas Hold'Em competition at Moe tonight (15 minutes away from home). Hehe... what a night indeed !!!
Started the night with a few brewskies (1 heavy 1 light) and then headed into the room. Sat at my table and lo and behold my work Boss (Andy) and his good friend (Vincenzo) are at my table. Both top blokes. I would lie in front of a bus if it saved their life - they are good people who might turn into some very good mates.
Anyhoo...
Everyone started off with 2,000 in chips. Some had more as they bought drinks or ate a meal at the pub (good idea as the pub needs to make money). These chicks (with dicks I might add) across from me... sheesh. Young poppycocks thinking that their shit didnt stink.... back to the game.
I did quite well.. knocked out one of those chicks (she was fuming) and played like a Pro. Twas very easy for me... could read the cards and the people. My boss and Vince were sort of distracting me which at times got to me.... then again other people did too. I nearly lost it at one stage when these people on the table were trying to rush me and stuff. I just stomped on their heads (in a civil way). ChickwithDick number 1 even yelled at me to not swear whilst at the table (for fucks sake !!). It was puuuuuure Joy when I knocked her outta the tournament and was then rewarded an extra 1000 in chips (She was the turkey (how ironic) and if you knock out the turkey you get that hidden reward). She was not impressed.... thought she was queen bee. This hornet (me) soon showed her who's the fuckin boss (Tony Danza style). Off you go famewhore... back to your slum.
After going strong for 2 hours and still having 9000 in chips I saw a friend from Cricket outside sitting down (obviously upset). I had a chat and found out that he wanted to go home. I told him "Mate I'm gonna go back in there, go all in blindly on the next hand and then take yiz home". He was like "What???" I told him I'd be back in 5 minutes....
The hand went like this.....
5 people sitting around the table when I got back in. I grab all my chips... dump them in the middle, "Im all in" I say. People start to look at me... Guy sitting next to me goes "Hey mate you're outta turn, you gotta wait". Sure I tell him. Cards get dealt. Guy sitting next to me has a bet. I GO ALL IN !! People look at me like I've grown extra arms and legs (not to mention heads). Guy next to me calls. He has an Ace and a 10 (off suit). I have Queen and a 7 suited (clubs). He wins the pot as a 10 comes on 4th Street (4th card). I shake his hand and say "Well played". Leave the table.... Tell my other cricket mate that I'm off to take the buddy waiting out the front home. Say bye to my boss and Vince and walk outta there.....
I took the guy home (know him but not well) and came home....
What a night !!!
Will be there next Monday (If only to fuck with a few peoples heads) (I did enjoy myself though)
Went to the free APL (Aussie Poker League) - Texas Hold'Em competition at Moe tonight (15 minutes away from home). Hehe... what a night indeed !!!
Started the night with a few brewskies (1 heavy 1 light) and then headed into the room. Sat at my table and lo and behold my work Boss (Andy) and his good friend (Vincenzo) are at my table. Both top blokes. I would lie in front of a bus if it saved their life - they are good people who might turn into some very good mates.
Anyhoo...
Everyone started off with 2,000 in chips. Some had more as they bought drinks or ate a meal at the pub (good idea as the pub needs to make money). These chicks (with dicks I might add) across from me... sheesh. Young poppycocks thinking that their shit didnt stink.... back to the game.
I did quite well.. knocked out one of those chicks (she was fuming) and played like a Pro. Twas very easy for me... could read the cards and the people. My boss and Vince were sort of distracting me which at times got to me.... then again other people did too. I nearly lost it at one stage when these people on the table were trying to rush me and stuff. I just stomped on their heads (in a civil way). ChickwithDick number 1 even yelled at me to not swear whilst at the table (for fucks sake !!). It was puuuuuure Joy when I knocked her outta the tournament and was then rewarded an extra 1000 in chips (She was the turkey (how ironic) and if you knock out the turkey you get that hidden reward). She was not impressed.... thought she was queen bee. This hornet (me) soon showed her who's the fuckin boss (Tony Danza style). Off you go famewhore... back to your slum.
After going strong for 2 hours and still having 9000 in chips I saw a friend from Cricket outside sitting down (obviously upset). I had a chat and found out that he wanted to go home. I told him "Mate I'm gonna go back in there, go all in blindly on the next hand and then take yiz home". He was like "What???" I told him I'd be back in 5 minutes....
The hand went like this.....
5 people sitting around the table when I got back in. I grab all my chips... dump them in the middle, "Im all in" I say. People start to look at me... Guy sitting next to me goes "Hey mate you're outta turn, you gotta wait". Sure I tell him. Cards get dealt. Guy sitting next to me has a bet. I GO ALL IN !! People look at me like I've grown extra arms and legs (not to mention heads). Guy next to me calls. He has an Ace and a 10 (off suit). I have Queen and a 7 suited (clubs). He wins the pot as a 10 comes on 4th Street (4th card). I shake his hand and say "Well played". Leave the table.... Tell my other cricket mate that I'm off to take the buddy waiting out the front home. Say bye to my boss and Vince and walk outta there.....
I took the guy home (know him but not well) and came home....
What a night !!!
Will be there next Monday (If only to fuck with a few peoples heads) (I did enjoy myself though)
Saturday, July 11
My Pop
Had a great time up there with him. When my Mum rocked up I felt like he changed a bit and felt like our time together was at an end so I left earlier than planned. I told him this as well. Bob (Chris's father in law) looks after him whilst Mum does whatever it is she does while she is up there. She is on a carers payment SO she should be looking after the old fella. She does (in a roundabout way) but I think she only cares about her 'little boy'.
If I had a son like said 'little boy' I would not have Mum looking after him. Xavier is nearly 3 and well... less said the better. Throwing sticks at Jessica, kicking balls into her face, throwing her teddies onto the roof, snatching toys off her, not letting anyone play with the kids toys whilst he was down in Morwell... Does not bode well. He needs a wooden spoon wrapped over his arse repeatedly to correct his bad ways. I feel as though when these things happen that it is HIS job to discipline not MINE. Told Dad as such and he agrees.
Anyway, back to my time in Wycheproof.
Pop adores Jessica. And Jessica adores Pop. If only he'd stick around for a little bit longer to see them grow up some more. It's pretty sad because I have an awesome relationship with my Pop and would love for my kids to have the same with him. Initially I liked Pop because he gave us money (when we were little). Then I got older and really enjoyed his company and his mannerisms. He is from a completely different period of time.... Some of the stories he told me.
(*) How he met Nan (called the wrong number, early 1970's)
(*) A dog inspector from when he was 7 years old (Circa 1915) and the battles that ensued.
(*) Being dead drunk in the 1930's (hopping on his horse and falling asleep only for the horse to take him back to campsite).
(*) His first job (early 1920's) where he saw the boss in an uncompromising situation with a female associate and was thereby sacked.
(*) Owning a Pub in South Melbourne. Many stories here...
(1) How the council put a roundabout on the corner and ruined the business.
(2) Driving down to the Docks to pick up the Wharfies/Painters & Dockers and take them back to pub.
(3) Extending closing time from 6pm to 10pm (which he said ruined the pub as all the pissheads headed to his bar on masse).
(4) Having an ex-Champion Aussie boxer keeping the peace from said pissheads.
(*) Running a Butter Factory in Gunbower(!) that was the best job he ever had.
(1) A driver hitting a cow and calling the butcher out to slaughter the animal on the side of the road.
(2) Employing 3 other workers.
(3) Making a SHITTTLOAD of money (he said).
(*) Knowing people fixing country races with big city horses and making a lot of $$$$.
(*) Having his first winner (aged 14) - Sister Olive (1922 Melbourne Cup). His mother took all his winnings and started the chain where he packed his swag and left home.
So many stories in fact that the next time I go up there I am going to get it all recorded.....
If I had a son like said 'little boy' I would not have Mum looking after him. Xavier is nearly 3 and well... less said the better. Throwing sticks at Jessica, kicking balls into her face, throwing her teddies onto the roof, snatching toys off her, not letting anyone play with the kids toys whilst he was down in Morwell... Does not bode well. He needs a wooden spoon wrapped over his arse repeatedly to correct his bad ways. I feel as though when these things happen that it is HIS job to discipline not MINE. Told Dad as such and he agrees.
Anyway, back to my time in Wycheproof.
Pop adores Jessica. And Jessica adores Pop. If only he'd stick around for a little bit longer to see them grow up some more. It's pretty sad because I have an awesome relationship with my Pop and would love for my kids to have the same with him. Initially I liked Pop because he gave us money (when we were little). Then I got older and really enjoyed his company and his mannerisms. He is from a completely different period of time.... Some of the stories he told me.
(*) How he met Nan (called the wrong number, early 1970's)
(*) A dog inspector from when he was 7 years old (Circa 1915) and the battles that ensued.
(*) Being dead drunk in the 1930's (hopping on his horse and falling asleep only for the horse to take him back to campsite).
(*) His first job (early 1920's) where he saw the boss in an uncompromising situation with a female associate and was thereby sacked.
(*) Owning a Pub in South Melbourne. Many stories here...
(1) How the council put a roundabout on the corner and ruined the business.
(2) Driving down to the Docks to pick up the Wharfies/Painters & Dockers and take them back to pub.
(3) Extending closing time from 6pm to 10pm (which he said ruined the pub as all the pissheads headed to his bar on masse).
(4) Having an ex-Champion Aussie boxer keeping the peace from said pissheads.
(*) Running a Butter Factory in Gunbower(!) that was the best job he ever had.
(1) A driver hitting a cow and calling the butcher out to slaughter the animal on the side of the road.
(2) Employing 3 other workers.
(3) Making a SHITTTLOAD of money (he said).
(*) Knowing people fixing country races with big city horses and making a lot of $$$$.
(*) Having his first winner (aged 14) - Sister Olive (1922 Melbourne Cup). His mother took all his winnings and started the chain where he packed his swag and left home.
So many stories in fact that the next time I go up there I am going to get it all recorded.....
Friday, July 10
Always (And I mean ALWAYS) lock your Doors !!
This is what being a parent is all about.
18 month old Toddler takes off as exhausted Dad sleeps
A happy story in the end which made me have a tear in the corner of my eye. The professor (who comments on parenting) is soooo out of touch that I threw my pen at the computer screen.
18 month old Toddler takes off as exhausted Dad sleeps
A happy story in the end which made me have a tear in the corner of my eye. The professor (who comments on parenting) is soooo out of touch that I threw my pen at the computer screen.
Wednesday, July 8
George Carlin sticks it to Religion
In honour of my new favourite comedian I have to post this....
Just type the word "Religion" in a Google search and this skit is 2nd on the list. He used to be 3rd but I guess a few people have been watching it of late.
Honey... I'm home !
Just got home from work. Too tired to post something epic about the last few days so this will have to be enough until some free Dad time can be found somewhere between sleeping (4 hours a night) and my morning dropping the Kids off at the local pool (bogarama).
Tried getting tonight off but my boss said no-one could cover my shift (felt like Dante from the movie Clerks). Jack and Rob at work were my Randall's keeping it all sooo real. A few women are really starting to get to me at the shop.
Jessica and Pop say goodbye @ Wycheproof.
Tried getting tonight off but my boss said no-one could cover my shift (felt like Dante from the movie Clerks). Jack and Rob at work were my Randall's keeping it all sooo real. A few women are really starting to get to me at the shop.
Jessica and Pop say goodbye @ Wycheproof.
Monday, July 6
Sunday, July 5
Friday, July 3
There, I fixed it
Came across this website the other day.
There, I fixed it
Will check it out everyday now.... Piss funny.
Here's a taste...
Female Fire Alarm
There, I fixed it
Will check it out everyday now.... Piss funny.
Here's a taste...
Female Fire Alarm
Thursday, July 2
Centrelink sorted
Problem has been rectified over the phone.
Some mistake with Angela's account that stuffed up my account so that my payment was not processed. Phone lady told me it has gone through and now it is in my banks hands.
Long story short - Could be in the next few hours or tomorrow by the latest.
Eh.
Some mistake with Angela's account that stuffed up my account so that my payment was not processed. Phone lady told me it has gone through and now it is in my banks hands.
Long story short - Could be in the next few hours or tomorrow by the latest.
Eh.
Mmm.. Burning sensation
This is my arm burn. Happened whilst I was cleaning a pizza slab (1ft by 2ft) tray. Was cleaning it on Friday night when I accidently got burnt by a hot edge.
What does it look like to you ??
To me it looks like a baby sitting on the floor with its legs out in front. LOL.
** Note the arm hair too. My arms are usually very Wolverinish in coverage. It was singed beyond recognition last week when I poured petrol onto our inside wood heater fire and then lit said petrol doused wood with a burning piece of paper. Yeah, won't be doing that again anytime soon. My eyelashes and eyebrows were singed. And my hair. And got a few burns on my hands. When I overcame my initial "Oh fuck" reaction I stunk like a burnt dead dog. Hehe. Twas a real fireball. Fiery hot breath of God telling me that "Little boys shouldnt play with matches" **
No money today thanks !
Stupid fucking Government Welfare Agency (Centrelink).
Forgot to pay me today. In a nutshell that is $550 out of our coffers until they can rectify the problem. They have done this in the past and it has caused anger, anxiety and fear.
Means we will have to do the household shopping either tomorrow or the next day (Or god help us if the money clears on Monday). We have the House Mortgage coming out today ($250). Angela is getting her fan belt and air filter replaced as well ($120).
She got paid ($410). They just forgot about poor ol' wittle me.
Stupid fucking arsehole government...
Wednesday, July 1
Sorry Australia
Went to watch a new South Park episode at http://www.southparkstudios.com/ (Thanks Jon) and got this as a new popup. Hilarious !!
QUOTE "We are working hard to resolve our pre-existing contractual obligations and bring you Full Episodes as soon as possible. Please leave your email address and we will notify you as soon as the videos are available."
QUOTE "We are working hard to resolve our pre-existing contractual obligations and bring you Full Episodes as soon as possible. Please leave your email address and we will notify you as soon as the videos are available."
What me worry ?
Been a hectic few days since last post.
Ang's parents were down on Sunday and we started building a bridge over our troubled waters. Outcome is in both parties hands. It's a step in the right direction at least. They then took Jaiden back to Melbourne. How long he will be gone for is unknown.
My Mum and Cheryl then came down later in the day for Bingo. At least she is making more of an effort of late too. They won a game so it might happen more often.
The girls Dad called on Monday to tell Ang that lawyers have advised him to revert back to what was decided in court re. the Girls. Long story short he talked to me for over 20 minutes and he got what he wanted. I will pick the girls up on a Sunday night to give him nowhere to go. I asked both Paige and Sarah if they wanted to go to his place for a week over the shcool holidays (happening now) and they jumped at the idea. He however blew them off yet again. All over not having any money. Paige is starting to realise what is going on. Sarah I think has no idea whatsoever and probably doesn't even know what day it is (She has learning difficulties). I told him that if he wanted to be a court order stickler then we could do exactly the same thing. The thing is that in the court orders there is a paragraph stating that if both parties agree to something verbally then that is binding as well. This has happened numerous times but he always throws it back in our faces and threatens us with the magical papers of the court orders.
I told him that Paige and Sarah are NOT chess pieces. They are his daughters.
Monday was a nightmare. Jessica was struck down with a viral rash under her mouth and over her body. Al Mayahe told us that she had Group A Streppococcus. Then a specialist informed us it could be that OR severe Chicken Pox. I rushed her straight to LRH (Hospital) where a lovely doctor confirmed that is was in fact - Hand, Foot and Mouth Disease. Highly highly contagious but non fatal. Only effective medicine is panadol for pain relief. Should run its course in 10 days or so. Poor little kiddo. She seems full of spirit though and in not much pain. The sores under her mouth did resemble a Maori tattoo at one stage. Now they look awfully sore and blistered.
I worked Monday night covering Lyn's shift as she was sick. Extra kitty is always a good thing.
Tuesday was spent organizing with our local Council over discounted rates (pensioner) and getting a bigger rubbish binny as our medium sized one is crap. I have to do The 'Burbs (Tom Hanks movie) on the bins most weeks. Funny stuff indeed. Worked in the night and had to put up with Sour Puss Marissa. I just ignored her all night. She did the same. No skin off my back there....
Ang's parents were down on Sunday and we started building a bridge over our troubled waters. Outcome is in both parties hands. It's a step in the right direction at least. They then took Jaiden back to Melbourne. How long he will be gone for is unknown.
My Mum and Cheryl then came down later in the day for Bingo. At least she is making more of an effort of late too. They won a game so it might happen more often.
The girls Dad called on Monday to tell Ang that lawyers have advised him to revert back to what was decided in court re. the Girls. Long story short he talked to me for over 20 minutes and he got what he wanted. I will pick the girls up on a Sunday night to give him nowhere to go. I asked both Paige and Sarah if they wanted to go to his place for a week over the shcool holidays (happening now) and they jumped at the idea. He however blew them off yet again. All over not having any money. Paige is starting to realise what is going on. Sarah I think has no idea whatsoever and probably doesn't even know what day it is (She has learning difficulties). I told him that if he wanted to be a court order stickler then we could do exactly the same thing. The thing is that in the court orders there is a paragraph stating that if both parties agree to something verbally then that is binding as well. This has happened numerous times but he always throws it back in our faces and threatens us with the magical papers of the court orders.
I told him that Paige and Sarah are NOT chess pieces. They are his daughters.
Monday was a nightmare. Jessica was struck down with a viral rash under her mouth and over her body. Al Mayahe told us that she had Group A Streppococcus. Then a specialist informed us it could be that OR severe Chicken Pox. I rushed her straight to LRH (Hospital) where a lovely doctor confirmed that is was in fact - Hand, Foot and Mouth Disease. Highly highly contagious but non fatal. Only effective medicine is panadol for pain relief. Should run its course in 10 days or so. Poor little kiddo. She seems full of spirit though and in not much pain. The sores under her mouth did resemble a Maori tattoo at one stage. Now they look awfully sore and blistered.
I worked Monday night covering Lyn's shift as she was sick. Extra kitty is always a good thing.
Tuesday was spent organizing with our local Council over discounted rates (pensioner) and getting a bigger rubbish binny as our medium sized one is crap. I have to do The 'Burbs (Tom Hanks movie) on the bins most weeks. Funny stuff indeed. Worked in the night and had to put up with Sour Puss Marissa. I just ignored her all night. She did the same. No skin off my back there....
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