I spent most of the afternoon and early evening, in between doing other stuff, getting dinner etc, reading over my first "This Country Life" blog. I had to change the url to it due to some horrible middle aged women who I thought were friends. God women can be bitches. Evil ones at that. All of them had cheated on their husbands (their main reason for being on the net) so I should have known they wouldn't think twice about betraying a friend. When they began to target my kids I knew I had to do something, but wasn't going to give up blogging or the decent people I'd met while doing so. But wow, what a trip down memory lane, even though it was only 2-3 years ago. Relived the horror we went through with Emily in Junee, of course we've been through similar here, but to the uninitiated (us) it was shocking. Was reminded of the sheer toughness of Phill's time with the Mickey Mouse Company where they had him on monthly pay but would never pay him on time. Not one month did they pay him on the designated day and he usually had to make numerous phone calls and practically beg for them to pay him. We had the real estate ringing us wanting to know why the rent was late, this had NEVER happened to us, as well as lots of other people chasing us for money. The kids were both in miserable schools, even though we had left Sydney to give them a better life. Both the primary and high schools had (and still have) idiot principals. We were the first of a huge mass exodus from both schools. Phill was away most of the time, and in those days I actually missed him (not now, my aim is better). I think I came close to a mental breakdown, reading back over it.
But then there were the happy times, the fun times, and the downright bizarre times that got us all through it. Our darling six hens who at times had us inundated with fifty and more eggs that we struggled to use/give away believe it or not. I had never kept chickens and it was such fun, what characters those girls were. We gave them away in the end because I could not have a garden as our front and backyards were all in one and there wasn't a fenced off area for the chooks, not that I'd have wanted to fence them off, having them totally free range was great. I miss having them and am going to save up for a chicken coop so we can have them here, we certainly have the room.
I made myself laugh with some of my old posts. It's my sense of humour that gets me through the bad times, always has.
But that was then and this is now and I have a new project, volunteering for the association of the children of Dad's old squadron. I've signed up to do some typing up of stuff and other things I'm not sure of. There will be celebrations this year for the 70th anniversary of the squadron and I'm hoping to attend at least some of them. It will be interesting and get me out of myself a bit which is what I really need.
We just had what I call "pot luck" for dinner tonight. Em had a frozen pizza sub, I do not know how she eats that crap, Josh had his usual fish fingers and I took some of the burrito meat and decided to make a spaghetti sauce out of it (ended up making Yellow Chicken Curry last night). I added some anchovies, a tin of tomatoes and some white wine to the meat and simmered but it didn't taste right. So I whacked in a half tin of baked beans and some extra chilli and garlic and called it chilli and had it over rice. With a bit of sweet chilli sauce on top it wasn't bad at all.
And what about our Nic and Keith? Given the underhand tactics of the celebrity media they really stuck it to everyone by keeping their new baby a secret. Good on them. I know if stars choose to have that life they need to live it to a certain extent, in the public eye, but they don't sign up for the relentless papparazzi crap that goes on, especially overseas.
The Queensland flood crisis continues, now people are getting sick up there. I wish I could take some of the kids, imagine if every appropriate family could take one or two of them just for a couple of weeks till school starts. In a perfect world.
5 comments:
Couldn't tap on the keys when i visited earlier...but I'm back now.
I've tried to pattern myself after my mother.
She was like Las Vegas.
What was told to her.....STAYED WITH HER!
Being a good friend you have to culture a friendship and I never found much time to give to that raising 9 kids, so the few friends I have made, I keep what I am told to myself.
Mother was wise. :0)
If I told all the secrets I knew the world would quit functioning..everyone knows...jackie won't tell.
gosh I can't image the flooding - the amount of land they say is covered sounds immense! I hope things get sorted out soon-
I think its funny somtimes what people decide to post or not- I change my focus nearly every day I feel like. Mostly I guess it is whatever is on my mind trying to work its way out- or if there is something a particular bloggy friend has me thinking about-
it IS fun to look at old blog posts - and I love reading through old diaries- my favorite are my college sketch books, they are half sketches, half diary, and they make me laugh although sometimes I rather miss those days :-)
Trips down memory lane are full of bright and dark places, but you're still here, still blogging. Life is good.
Those floods sound unbelievably bad.
I watch them on the news here and think of the horror those people are facing.
I too have learned things after blogging upsets, and sadly have to be careful with what I post - but like you stuck with it because I like it and I like you people out there that I have come to know and share with
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