What the ????

For those who know me, this has been an eventful 12 months.

I am now a Grandma to the lovely Archie, he is, as I say, a shining light in an otherwise uneventful, stagnant, boring, boring, boring life.

Kids are all well, Hayley getting ready to move in with Michael, Josh getting ready for his final year in primary school and Kasey, well, I am sure he IS getting ready for something to turn up ….

Work is, well, it’s work. It’s going ok, no more no less, that’s all. Not often you find a workplace where you get to hang about with your mates all day.

The lawn mowers still play up on me … but only when I try to start one up …. I try to avoid doing this most of the time, naturally the lawn is a little messy and the grass is longish. I don’t care.

Eddie, the cat is still alive and kicking despite the best efforts of someone who tried to poison him, he hasn’t quite returned to is normal self, a little guarded if nothing else. You will be shocked to learn that Josh now has another bloody cat, sigh, Scarlet was actually born on Josh’s birthday, so is about 5 months old, and a royal pain in my arse.

Inching ever so much closer to the big 40 … just a couple of months away now.

Which also means we are inching ever so close to the 20 year anniversary of  Jay’s death.

Such is life huh.

I don’t think I have done a bad job really, could have been so much worse I guess, we could have more flaming cats.

It’s about time I concentrated on myself for a change ….

Bah…… Over Easter

Yay, another Easter over in the Bakery, I know it sounds like I have been there for years and sometimes it feels like it, but this was only our second Easter, both for the store and the team members in our bakery.

It was so much easier than last year, when none of the store staff had ever been through an Easter, ell, none whom were willing to assist anyway.

But, now with Easter 2010 done and dusted, we all know what that means don’t you… That’s right, be on the lookout for bloody Chistmas stuff.

Yet another Sunday

How the years have just rolled along … almost in sneak mode. Daughter had her 20th birthday this week, and I am sure that I can not be ‘that’ old yet. Maybe I really am ‘that’ old, honestly, this can’t be it, like isn’t there ‘something’ else in life I could be doing? Instead, I am stuck baking bread for a living (sorta), don’t get me wrong, I love my job, but is that it?? I am stuck in a house I don’t want to be stuck in, I am stuck in a City I don’t want to be stuck in… I long for the country life again.

I want to get up at 4 in the morning, not because I have to go to work that early, but because I want to make a cuppa, sit on my veranda and wait for the birds to rise and shine, I want to watch the big trucks hauling their loads to the far off cities, I want to send the kids off to school, just around the corner and know they will get there safely, I want to have conversations at the local supermarket about rainfall and what the kids are getting up to at college in the big smoke, and when they are visiting again, I want to plan my Xmas day around local events, not who’s hosting this year and who’s going to be where, I want to mix up a batch of scones and head over to the neighbour’s place…. What’s wrong with these city folk. I want to crack open a stubbie and swat mozzies with the local crowd……waiting for their miners to get home.

In other news, it is fast coming to the end of the year, school ends in about 4 or 5 weeks, Josh in grade 6 next year, wow. Kasey bored shitless, wondering when that job opportunity will come knocking on his door. Hayl, still living life in the fast lane, she has herself sorted out, good on her. Me, well, I will just plod along as usual, work, home, sleep, wash, cook, clean, another boring life in suburbia. I want the country back……. ASAP.

OMG, it’s Sunday….again

Yay, another week over with, and what a great week it has been. Nice week at work, went to see ‘Ice Age 3′, and caught up with a Goodman ‘elder’.

All kids except child three are out of the house no doubt enjoying themselves is various ways, child three and I are visiting the pictures again today to see ‘Transformers 2′.

Slight boo-boo at work this week, was wondering why we havnt been receiving the muffins I have been ordering, well perhaps I need to order them in units, so naturally, 18 boxes of each flavour were delivered on Saturday, sigh, expect a slight reduction in the cost of single fancy muffins for awhile.

Anyway, off for a shower and sprus up then go see our movie.

Have a great day everyone.

It’s Sunday….right?

Yep, I guess it is Sunday, it’s a lovely day although there is a thunderstorm quite close by. The sun is out and so is the washing, depending on the amount of rain we get today is directionally proportional to the posibility of starting the lawnmower.

Child one went out and about last night (21st party I think), child two had a couple of mates over last night (I slept through it) and child three is rekindling his artistic side today, fairly calm day I expect.

Last night my dream included the new (and stupid) bread slicer we got at work, really we swapt a slicer we knew how to cope with to a posessed item of machinery that we just can not ‘click’ with. That was putting it mildly. Sure it takes up less room but we are finding it a little hard to deal with, in particular when we request it to perform its designed task. Anyway, in the dream we wheeled it out to the backdock and tipped it over the edge, thats not the strange part (as I can imagin that happening), but other team members were actually assisting me. wow. Maybe it was the thought of being involved with one of  ‘Jan’s’ crazy but passable (How does she get away with that?) events or the thought of me actually having someone listen to me when seeking assistance… Who knows, it was a dream after all.

Wind and rain about to pick up, I have retrieved the washing from the line… before rain started yay….. will endevour to find the iron and fix the board to sit comfotably whist I iron my uniforms.

Must go clean something, I just heard that my brother may call in today and the house looks exactly the same as when he last visited. sheeesh. I hate housework.

Yay…..