Archive for January, 2007

Now what?

January 31, 2007

Ok, so it’s 9.30 on a Wednesday morning, the boys have gone to and been delivered to school, child one is still in bed after spending a fairly late night on the computer, the dishes are done, most of the washing has been hung out on the line and am awaiting the last load to finish, the toilets and bathroom have been cleaned up to my standard, the phone hasn’t rung all morning, all the T.Vs are off and the only noise I can hear apart from the said washing machine is the clatter from the fan sitting next to me.

Now I am bored.

So, now what do I do? I have taken meat out of the freezer for dinner, bloody sausages, have called two friends who ain’t home and I have contemplated sweeping the entire house. No visitors have come calling, I have even changed the battery in one of the wall clocks and I have looked at the state of my fridge (at least there would be a cool breeze if I was to clean it now), geeez, I even wiped down the washing machine of it’s four months of dust.

Things I have thought about doing……..

I could rearrange the book shelves, I could organise the video and DVD’s into some kind of order, I could annoy the cat but she is sleeping, I could sand back some more of the Kingswood, ummmm, I could strip the beds but I did them a couple of days ago. I could start IRONING, nah, not going to do that.

I could cook some stuff for school lunches, hmmmm, that’s an idea. Yes, that is what I will do today, nothing like heating up the house on a ridiculously hot day, ahhh reminds me of Christmas time. Ok, chocolate muffins, egg and bacon mini pies and mars-bar slice coming up. Better move the fan into the kitchen.

Then what will I do???? SIGH

What colour????????

January 30, 2007

I have a big decision to make. What colour will I get the Kingswood painted. Seems an easy enough question, and indeed it is, it’s just that I am really not sure. At the moment it is yellow, now when I say that it is yellow, I mean it is really really yellow, like canary yellow, like bright bloody yellow, it doesn’t glow in the dark or anything like that, it’s just, well, yellow. Originally the car was sky-blue, nah don’t think I will return it to that. Some-one mentioned that they had a lovely shade of purple in a metallic paint, but I told them that I was not really a ‘purple’ kind of girl. So, still no idea, but I know what I don’t want its colour to be, so I am slowly eliminating colours. Just not red, too hot. He did show me a black metallic paint that when it is on the car and the light reflects off it, it has like a pearly white gloss, it’s nice, but I think that would be a bit hot too. Cant have it looking too attractive or some-one might pinch it.

Child two and child three began school again on Monday, YAY, they had a fairly smooth transition back into it and are looking forward to a great year. Child two begins his scuba training next week and child three starts swimming again next week aswell. I will ‘help-out’ with child three’s swim class, provided I can locate my togs. I will not be assisting with child two’s scuba class. *L* No Way.

Was great to hear that other children in the family had a great start to the school year too, I find it amazing that they are now all at school, time flies.

One more sleep…….c’mon c’mon.

January 28, 2007

No, not waiting for Santa Clause. I am waiting for school to start. Yes, I love my children, and I love the children when they are at school too. I also like to get back to my nice quiet days, get some of the Kingswood done, get some reading done and just get some rest. Sounds nice doesn’t it.

Too tired, I need a rest.

Shopping Trolley Maintenance 101

January 23, 2007

 TIP FOR TODAY

Shopping Trolley Maintenance 101.

Instead of heading to the motor accessories section of the supermarket for a can of lubricant to spruce up the trolley wheels, think again and head for the cooking oil section. Why you ask? Well, I’m glad you asked. If you sprayed said crappy trolley wheels (that have absolutely no sense of direction including those trolley wheels with a sense of direction but seem to lack a sense of teamwork with fellow wheels) with a motor lubricant, you would have fixed it. Great idea I hear you say. Now, where is the fun in that? If you use a few quick spurts of cooking oil on those wheels you will enjoy an hour or so of easy steering before the greasiness wears off and the trolley turns back into a pumpkin.

See, I learnt to leave things the way I found them.

END LESSON.

It was essential shopping night tonight. We usually do this type of shopping when it is essential that we shop as we are running out or have run out of just about everything. Sigh, I hate shopping. I hate food shopping, I hate Christmas shopping and I hate any other kids of shopping there is. I can’t quite recall why I dislike it so much, but I am sure it will surface some time.

I had to purchase quite a lot, heaps of household items that we only ever have to buy every so often like shampoo, dishwashing liquid, bandaids and garbage bags. Another thing that raised the cost of this weeks shopping is the fact that school starts on Monday for child two and child three, so we needed some extra things like lunch crap, lunch boxes and drink bottles, also got a few stationary items that were needed as-well as a new keyboard and speakers for the old computer (they were really cheap, but it all adds up). Purchased the DVD that child three has been whining about for the last three months.

So, after all those things were in the trolley I then began food shopping, OMG, as we have been in holiday mode for the past five weeks, I didn’t realise how low the household was getting on food. Even things like flour, spices, pasta, toilet paper (LOL), tissues, dry biscuits, coffee, sugar, cooking spray, cheese and eggs. Then came the meat. I didn’t buy meat from Woolies as A: it all looked like it had been there for a week, and B: Although it looked like it had been there for a week, it was certainly not priced as such, since when did it cost $24 for a bit of meat that would do four people at one meal? Sadly, I walk out (aided by a really crappy trolley) $257.23 (rounded up to $257.25) lighter to realise I had left the car lights on, just my luck, but she started. Phew.

Makes me so mad (the price of meat and other primary produce items) I am very happy that the supermarkets are able to increase their massive profits year after year at the expense of our hardworking farmers. It’s drought all over, farmers cant feed stock, farmers need to sell stock to feed and water more stock, buyers take advantage, they know farmers are eager to sell stock, offer crap money then sell-on at way higher prices, so we the customer pay higher price… (as it is cut, coloured then pumped full of brine)Glad someone is making money out of it all.

Don’t even get me started on the power supply and telephone services…..

I had better leave it at that before I get something or someone else in my range of fire. Oh, I should have a great opportunity to release frustration tomorrow, Iam off to the schools to PAY FEES and purchase uniforms. YAY.

Things you’d love to say at work.

January 22, 2007

I have used some of these quotes in my work, study and home environments. I have even had the pleasure of using a few at various other public places I have visited, such as supermarkets, department stores, public schools, petrol stations, various waiting lines in customer service areas and Mcdonalds. Some of these are quite funny, others are a little offensive and I have included some that are just downright rude. So, with that in mind, select carefully which quotes you wish to use and where, as I accept no responsibility for injuries incurred as a result of quoting any of these quotes.

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Now read on……

This isn’t an office, it’s hell with fluorescent lighting.

If I throw a stick, will you leave?

Do I look like a people person? *My personal Favorite*

I see you’ve set aside this special time to humiliate yourself.

I’ll try being nicer if you’ll try being smarter.

I like you, you remind me of when I was young and stupid.

Ahhh, I see the stuff-up fairy has visited us again.

I see your point, but I still think you’re full of ****.

Thankyou, we’re all refreshed and challenged by your unique point of view.

And your cry-baby, whiny-arsed opinion would be?

I will always cherish the initial misconceptions I had about you.

You are validating my inherent mistrust of strangers.

I have plenty of talent and vision, I just don’t give a damn.

I’m not rude, you’re just insignificant.

How about never, is never good for you?

Any connection between your reality and mine is purely coincidental.

** Please be careful to whom you refer to as a BITCH**

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