Ok I have cut out, painted and printed! All Manner of Halloween things, I have a hundred spiders and I have witches and cats, I have Bats and Pumpkins and I have two 2 metre tall zombies lurking in my backyard amoung the makeshift tomb stones and graveyard crosses. In between this I have done an assignment, done the mountain mans homework for him and done all the usual things, cooking cleaning, working etc. Now its the friday before halloween, the invites are out the guests getting their cossies ready. I have to leave work today and stop off at the supermarket and pick up all manner of partie goodies, drinks and chips, nuts and lollies, alcohol and beer, of which I might need a few tonight to fortify myself. I then have to race home and make halloween puddings and minced fingers for the buffet supper tomorrow. Lastly but certainly not leastly I have to do my housework, the place is a bloody pigsty. The males who live there are not tidy and it is showing badly. I try to keep tidy and seem to struggle along, I get the place sort of reasonable but within a day or two its trashed again. I hate that, god how I hate it. I am not a particularly tidy person myself and it takes concentrated effort to pick up after myself but my god it rips my undies when I have to blardy well run around picking up after messy males. Right now all I actually want to do is go home and climb into bed for a snooze for an hour or two.
What is it with messy people? Why cant they pick their own shit up? What do they think the fairies follow them around doing it for them already???
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Monday, October 12, 2009
It's Been Too Long
Ok so its been months since I blogged. Starting back at Tech and having lectures two nights a week and of course the relationship with Mountin Man mentioned in earlier blog, I have been neglecting my blog spot. Not that anyone has actually noticed of course.
Life has been busy and traumatic with housefires and broken down cars and general ho hum of winter driving me nuts but now the sun begins to shine again.
Work is.......well work. I have neglected family and friends alike lately so what better way to catch up with them all than to do the halloween thing.
I love a good party and envisage this one being full on with skeletons and spiders and witches and ghouls hanging around. Officially this will be the start of my summer party season I guess, next will be Christmas and then New Year and I am sure I can find various other reasons to pull out the marquee and make some noise.
That Teenager who lives in my house starts his NCEA's in a months time so he is supposed to be studying but it seems he is studying girls more than school books lately ffs!!
The Mountain Man is working his way through his studies and me? I am begging for extensions on my assignments from my tutor because I have a brain that is refusing to function correctly at the moment along with a body that has gone on strike.
A List, I need to make a list. I love lists. In the weekends I make lists of what housework I need to do because being able to tick things off as I do them seems to keep me focussed.
How do other people who have terrible focus isses get by I wonder.
Anyway happy Toosday.
Life has been busy and traumatic with housefires and broken down cars and general ho hum of winter driving me nuts but now the sun begins to shine again.
Work is.......well work. I have neglected family and friends alike lately so what better way to catch up with them all than to do the halloween thing.
I love a good party and envisage this one being full on with skeletons and spiders and witches and ghouls hanging around. Officially this will be the start of my summer party season I guess, next will be Christmas and then New Year and I am sure I can find various other reasons to pull out the marquee and make some noise.
That Teenager who lives in my house starts his NCEA's in a months time so he is supposed to be studying but it seems he is studying girls more than school books lately ffs!!
The Mountain Man is working his way through his studies and me? I am begging for extensions on my assignments from my tutor because I have a brain that is refusing to function correctly at the moment along with a body that has gone on strike.
A List, I need to make a list. I love lists. In the weekends I make lists of what housework I need to do because being able to tick things off as I do them seems to keep me focussed.
How do other people who have terrible focus isses get by I wonder.
Anyway happy Toosday.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Expanding my Horizons
Oh me, oh my. I am contemplating expanding those horizons. I have discovered several places I can become a member of out my way including another boat club...........will this make me a traitor to my home boat club I wonder? I mean I am still going to be a member at the home ground, I just am going to join the "other one" as well, and then I could continue onto the local RSA (could find myself a rich old codger waiting to pan out maybe) and then there is the Pub up the road that I could also become a local at. Any number of opportunities in this little radius exist. However when I suggested all this to "the girlfriends" they all rolled their eyes and said it wasnt exactly expanding very far and they had further afield in mind when making such wise arsed suggestions. I honestly feel like a fisherman now , I mean how far am I supposed to lay this dragnet fgs??? I know it sounds miserable of me but really, I am quite miserable when it comes to going out. I prefer to hang with friends locally or be at home. I am not reclusive, just too blardy lazy to get the good gears on and head out too far. This is very simply because at the end of the night I have a massive trek out through the boonies to get back home and quite frankly when one has partaken or imbibed of copious amounts of alcohol (In my case that amounts to about 4 glasses. I'm a cheap drunk) navigating the way home can be trecherous
indeedy.
So in any case I have filled out my membership form for the "other" club and am now off to find a current member who will vouch for me and co-sign the form. This may take bribery on my part to convince them I am trustworthy enough to become a member.
All very proper and civilised you see...........
For those in New Zealand, I feel a Tui's add coming on!!
indeedy.
So in any case I have filled out my membership form for the "other" club and am now off to find a current member who will vouch for me and co-sign the form. This may take bribery on my part to convince them I am trustworthy enough to become a member.
All very proper and civilised you see...........
For those in New Zealand, I feel a Tui's add coming on!!
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Yay for Friday
Well yet another week rocks on past and now its blardy Friday....the sun is shining into my office and I am contentedly dozing like a cat in the sun. All this and its only lunchtime.
I have a haphazard weekend lined up that consists of watching rugby and drinking copious amounts at the local Boat Club tonight, carting my adorable teenage son to soccer tomorrow probably with a bitch of a hangover and trying to avoid doing housework. I can never avoid it, something in me just keeps niggling away until I do it......I think it's mum's spirit nagging me.
Unless I can get the girls on a roll for tomorrow night it may be down to " the club" again on Saturday. All in all not terribly exciting or out of the norm.
This in itself is a problem because I have become so complacent about going to "The Club" as its known by the locals that I very rarely venture out into the big wide world or city as the case may be.
All this is not conducive to me meeting the man of my dreams because I live in a small seaside "town" for want of a better description. Now, the big town is only a 20 min drive away but it does not beckon me at all unless my team of very supportive very determined girlfriends can inspire some kind of enthusiam in me to meet them in "town" . Apparently I need to get out of the village and expand my horizons.........everything else about me is expanding in middleage so why not my horizons as well.
As far as meeting the man of my dreams goes.........well I think he lives up in the far north of Alaska or somewhere equally as far from me because at 43 if I havent spied any sign of him yet or located even the slightest hint he may exist I am not entirely sure that he is not just a figment of my over active, over chocolated imagination.
Have a great weekend all.
I have a haphazard weekend lined up that consists of watching rugby and drinking copious amounts at the local Boat Club tonight, carting my adorable teenage son to soccer tomorrow probably with a bitch of a hangover and trying to avoid doing housework. I can never avoid it, something in me just keeps niggling away until I do it......I think it's mum's spirit nagging me.
Unless I can get the girls on a roll for tomorrow night it may be down to " the club" again on Saturday. All in all not terribly exciting or out of the norm.
This in itself is a problem because I have become so complacent about going to "The Club" as its known by the locals that I very rarely venture out into the big wide world or city as the case may be.
All this is not conducive to me meeting the man of my dreams because I live in a small seaside "town" for want of a better description. Now, the big town is only a 20 min drive away but it does not beckon me at all unless my team of very supportive very determined girlfriends can inspire some kind of enthusiam in me to meet them in "town" . Apparently I need to get out of the village and expand my horizons.........everything else about me is expanding in middleage so why not my horizons as well.
As far as meeting the man of my dreams goes.........well I think he lives up in the far north of Alaska or somewhere equally as far from me because at 43 if I havent spied any sign of him yet or located even the slightest hint he may exist I am not entirely sure that he is not just a figment of my over active, over chocolated imagination.
Have a great weekend all.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Another Thursday
Another Thursday rocks around. I kinda like Thursday because they bring on the anticipation of Friday.
It been a busy week and one thats not all been good.
You know how sometimes something will happen that causes you to have totally irrational feelings and battle with inner demons even though you know what you are feeling is dumb. Well I had one of those weeks. I hate feeling negative about things. It's such a waste of energy I think.
After my Mum died 13 years ago my older sister and her husband bought mums place. It was kind of nice cause it kept it in the family and I could still go out there and see mum in all the little things around the place.
Well a year ago my older sister moved to Australia where my little sister lives too and they rented out Mums little farmlet. Now, I know they bought it and it was theirs but I always have and always will think of it as Mum's place.
I found out this week that its up for sale ...........that makes me feel sad.
a) That I found out by accident , I kinda think it would have been nice if they had told me they were going to sell it ( I know, I know, I understand its really none of my business but still, I have an emotional attachment to the place)
b) That its not going to be Mum's place anymore and I wont get the opportunity to go out there and wander around the paddocks and say goodbye to everything and in a way to Mum as well.
I have a strange family, I love my sisters dearly but we dont speak often. They both live overseas. Everyone is too tied up with their own worlds and we cant always agree on things and I seem to not quite conform to their ideas of how I should be. ( I know both my sisters think I am completely strange) which causes any number of long periods of no contact, which incidently I detest.
Mum and Dad both died a long time ago now, seperate incidents. My Dad 24 years ago when I was 19 and my Mum 13 years ago when I was 31. So yeah I guess my parents were the glue that held us all together. Once they were both gone the family drifted apart as there was no common factor anymore.
Anyway all of these things compounded this week to cause me some demons and some totally negative irrational feelings. I need to say goodbye and just " build a bridge and get over it" as a dear friend would say to me.
It been a busy week and one thats not all been good.
You know how sometimes something will happen that causes you to have totally irrational feelings and battle with inner demons even though you know what you are feeling is dumb. Well I had one of those weeks. I hate feeling negative about things. It's such a waste of energy I think.
After my Mum died 13 years ago my older sister and her husband bought mums place. It was kind of nice cause it kept it in the family and I could still go out there and see mum in all the little things around the place.
Well a year ago my older sister moved to Australia where my little sister lives too and they rented out Mums little farmlet. Now, I know they bought it and it was theirs but I always have and always will think of it as Mum's place.
I found out this week that its up for sale ...........that makes me feel sad.
a) That I found out by accident , I kinda think it would have been nice if they had told me they were going to sell it ( I know, I know, I understand its really none of my business but still, I have an emotional attachment to the place)
b) That its not going to be Mum's place anymore and I wont get the opportunity to go out there and wander around the paddocks and say goodbye to everything and in a way to Mum as well.
I have a strange family, I love my sisters dearly but we dont speak often. They both live overseas. Everyone is too tied up with their own worlds and we cant always agree on things and I seem to not quite conform to their ideas of how I should be. ( I know both my sisters think I am completely strange) which causes any number of long periods of no contact, which incidently I detest.
Mum and Dad both died a long time ago now, seperate incidents. My Dad 24 years ago when I was 19 and my Mum 13 years ago when I was 31. So yeah I guess my parents were the glue that held us all together. Once they were both gone the family drifted apart as there was no common factor anymore.
Anyway all of these things compounded this week to cause me some demons and some totally negative irrational feelings. I need to say goodbye and just " build a bridge and get over it" as a dear friend would say to me.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Yay Thursday
And its Easter weekend which means 4 days off work to go fishing and play with the boat and drink and eat chocolate .....not all necessarily in that order I might add.
Well I survived the week after having a hateful Monday and have pretty much got everything done without too many stuff ups or idly looking out the window beside my desk.
I guess I am lucky I have a window to look out......and its a biggie, huge window with a very picturesque view of the town I work in. Lots of trees and parks and old villa type houses so its nice.
I am sitting here in the sun almost falling asleep its so toasty and warm and its thursday afternoon before a long weekend and nobody seems to be moving around much in the office but I bloody bet once 5pm ticks over there will be an almighty stampede for the doors. Like women at a sale at the mall, pushing and shoving and hair pulling to get to the doors, and thats just the Blokes !!
Well I survived the week after having a hateful Monday and have pretty much got everything done without too many stuff ups or idly looking out the window beside my desk.
I guess I am lucky I have a window to look out......and its a biggie, huge window with a very picturesque view of the town I work in. Lots of trees and parks and old villa type houses so its nice.
I am sitting here in the sun almost falling asleep its so toasty and warm and its thursday afternoon before a long weekend and nobody seems to be moving around much in the office but I bloody bet once 5pm ticks over there will be an almighty stampede for the doors. Like women at a sale at the mall, pushing and shoving and hair pulling to get to the doors, and thats just the Blokes !!
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Monday Bloody Monday
I hate Monday, along with probably half the population of the world I should imagine.
I hate dragging my ass out of bed to come to work after having a great weekend that continued into Sunday night even though I told myself it wouldnt.
I hate going to work and smiling and being cheerful and reliving my wonderful weekend for the benefit of others just so I can torment myself with the fact I am at work once again.
Now dont get me wrong I actually really enjoy my job, I just hate Mondays.
Daylight saving finshed this weekend so I worked like a madwoman pruning hedges and trees and chopping things yesterday and now today I ache everywhere. I am not the fittest person around and so when I get these occasional spurts of ridiculous energy and go mad doing this sort of thing I suffer, oh man do I suffer.
On a better note, its a short week because of easter and I get a four day weekend this coming weekend . Holiday on Friday and holiday on Monday, which effectively makes next Tuesday a surrogate Monday and I will probably hate that too come to think of it lol.
One good thing is my little sister is coming over from Australia for a few days visit. Well not to visit me , they have a wedding to attend so I will be more of periferal thing really but it will be nice to see her.
Easter weekend also means I will hopefully at least two days fishing in so I can restock the freezer as it is fish-less at present.
Anyway Monday still sucks but I can cope with that so long as the weekends are good.
I hate dragging my ass out of bed to come to work after having a great weekend that continued into Sunday night even though I told myself it wouldnt.
I hate going to work and smiling and being cheerful and reliving my wonderful weekend for the benefit of others just so I can torment myself with the fact I am at work once again.
Now dont get me wrong I actually really enjoy my job, I just hate Mondays.
Daylight saving finshed this weekend so I worked like a madwoman pruning hedges and trees and chopping things yesterday and now today I ache everywhere. I am not the fittest person around and so when I get these occasional spurts of ridiculous energy and go mad doing this sort of thing I suffer, oh man do I suffer.
On a better note, its a short week because of easter and I get a four day weekend this coming weekend . Holiday on Friday and holiday on Monday, which effectively makes next Tuesday a surrogate Monday and I will probably hate that too come to think of it lol.
One good thing is my little sister is coming over from Australia for a few days visit. Well not to visit me , they have a wedding to attend so I will be more of periferal thing really but it will be nice to see her.
Easter weekend also means I will hopefully at least two days fishing in so I can restock the freezer as it is fish-less at present.
Anyway Monday still sucks but I can cope with that so long as the weekends are good.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
It's only Wednesday
So why do I feel like a complete sloth already? This normally doesnt happen until at least friday morning. Usually as I am driving through countless streams of trafffic across town to work. Then it hits like a brick between the eyes, that "Oh I want to just turn around and go home" feeling. Anyway its only wednesday and I feel like this already. This is going to make the rest of the week totally sucky.
Oh and after last weeks little melt down I ended up going out on Saturday night and having a blast. I danced the night away with the girlies and got an entire weeks worth of exercise in the space of a few short hours. Total fun girls, thanks for dragging my sorry arse out.
Went fishing on Saturday, out on the water type fishing not the trolling through bars type of fishing. Although I must do some of that soon
Caught a couple of fish, so had freshies for dinner that night. Totally Yum!
I have to spend every night for the next blardy week finishing off my goddam portfolio for my last uni paper. Then it will all be over. I will have finished my course and will be free to indulge in some rampant drunken debauchery. I just know I will feel the need to celebrate loudly and long, with friends having to apologise to anyone I might offend with my language and lewdness. Oh bring on the lewdness. Bring on the celebrations!!
But I must finish this rotten sucky bollocky assignment first so focus Betty, focus..
Theres a whole wide world waiting for me to come out and play!
Oh and after last weeks little melt down I ended up going out on Saturday night and having a blast. I danced the night away with the girlies and got an entire weeks worth of exercise in the space of a few short hours. Total fun girls, thanks for dragging my sorry arse out.
Went fishing on Saturday, out on the water type fishing not the trolling through bars type of fishing. Although I must do some of that soon
Caught a couple of fish, so had freshies for dinner that night. Totally Yum!
I have to spend every night for the next blardy week finishing off my goddam portfolio for my last uni paper. Then it will all be over. I will have finished my course and will be free to indulge in some rampant drunken debauchery. I just know I will feel the need to celebrate loudly and long, with friends having to apologise to anyone I might offend with my language and lewdness. Oh bring on the lewdness. Bring on the celebrations!!
But I must finish this rotten sucky bollocky assignment first so focus Betty, focus..
Theres a whole wide world waiting for me to come out and play!
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Best Laid Plans of ...................me
Well there goes my weekend of socialising. I had big plans you know. There was a band involved , and the local pub and two nights of drinking and boogying........now its gone, all my plans have gone out the door , up the blardy garden path , never to be seen again. Why you may ask?? Well last night I got this tingling feeling they talk about in the advert and then this morning I awoke to a huckie great cold sore forming on my lower lip. Nice, incredibly attractive and now I fume.
I hate these bloody things, havent had one for years and now this summer I have had two. Both after a day in the sun out on the boat without my lipscreen. When will I learn. I feel like a social pariah now and have decided all plans must stop and I will pull the curtains and keep indoors all weekend because there is no way on this great earth me and my coldsore are going to be seen in public together. Now dont get me wrong this is not a little " slap a bit of lippy on it" and no one will notice jobbie, this is a "makes my lips look like Angelina Jolie's collegen infused pout" type of thing. If I pout any more I will trip over the damn thing.
You know, this year I decided my new years resolution was not going to be about giving something up, like alcohol or ciggarettes. No, It was going to be about getting/doing more of something instead. I personally felt this was a way more positive approach and I would probably stick to it a damn sight longer if I was getting more of something than giving something up.
It wasnt chocolate no.
I decided that my New Years Resolution was that I was going to kiss more. Yes thats right, kiss more. Kiss who?? it didnt matter too much I just decided I was going to kiss more. This in itself posed a problem, I needed to find someone to kiss in the first instance.
Ok this I am still working on, though I have managed a few practise runs so far.
Alas, this weekend there will be no kissing, no snogging, no dancing. Oh woe is me :( . I am so not used to sitting at home all weekend these days I like to go out and create havoc and enjoy my weekends so that I have something to get me through Mondays.
I went to the chemist and bought some of those patchy-things that go over the top and then you can put your lippy on.....well these are great, if you want to walk around looking like you have a stray polkadot landed on your lip! They dont work so well when you use a liquid gloss type lippy it would seem.
Oh well I guess this means I will catch up on my study this weekend. Either that or drink copious amounts of rum while lying on the couch sulking, eating chocolate and watching DVD's all weekend.
I hate these bloody things, havent had one for years and now this summer I have had two. Both after a day in the sun out on the boat without my lipscreen. When will I learn. I feel like a social pariah now and have decided all plans must stop and I will pull the curtains and keep indoors all weekend because there is no way on this great earth me and my coldsore are going to be seen in public together. Now dont get me wrong this is not a little " slap a bit of lippy on it" and no one will notice jobbie, this is a "makes my lips look like Angelina Jolie's collegen infused pout" type of thing. If I pout any more I will trip over the damn thing.
You know, this year I decided my new years resolution was not going to be about giving something up, like alcohol or ciggarettes. No, It was going to be about getting/doing more of something instead. I personally felt this was a way more positive approach and I would probably stick to it a damn sight longer if I was getting more of something than giving something up.
It wasnt chocolate no.
I decided that my New Years Resolution was that I was going to kiss more. Yes thats right, kiss more. Kiss who?? it didnt matter too much I just decided I was going to kiss more. This in itself posed a problem, I needed to find someone to kiss in the first instance.
Ok this I am still working on, though I have managed a few practise runs so far.
Alas, this weekend there will be no kissing, no snogging, no dancing. Oh woe is me :( . I am so not used to sitting at home all weekend these days I like to go out and create havoc and enjoy my weekends so that I have something to get me through Mondays.
I went to the chemist and bought some of those patchy-things that go over the top and then you can put your lippy on.....well these are great, if you want to walk around looking like you have a stray polkadot landed on your lip! They dont work so well when you use a liquid gloss type lippy it would seem.
Oh well I guess this means I will catch up on my study this weekend. Either that or drink copious amounts of rum while lying on the couch sulking, eating chocolate and watching DVD's all weekend.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Is Just Me
Ok, this blogging business has me fascinated. It seems I can vent a lot of things on a blog and inject a lot of cynical potty-mouthed humour and people might find it funny.
Blog!!!.
Well to start with it doesnt sound that nice does it I mean like
"ewwww look at that"one might say and get the reply
"omg its a blog right there in the middle of the footpath, how disgusting" Bit like the word squab if you know what I mean and I have a certain friend of mine who knows exactly what I mean when I talk about squabs.
Let me introduce myself. I am Jo, I have a son and two dogs all of which do nothing but eat and sleep and mess up the house. Oh and I live in Auckland, New Zealand. Fascinating shit really I know.
I'm a lexophile (look it up sicko!) and I adore chocolate. Unfortunately chocolate adores me also and stalks me every time I go shoppping. It sits on those damn shelves in the supermarket calling me softly like a siren from the deep until I run at top speed down the isle and grab it and throw it frantically into my trolley hoping nobody including myself saw me do it. Then I take it home and toss it into the topmost corner of the pantry in absolute disgust with myself only to be heaving myself onto a dining room chair 3 hours later because the poxy thing is playing mind games with me and I am so weak, so very very weak when it comes to chocolate. Now in saying that I have just stuffed down my gullet a handful of jelly babies, sickly sweet and, well, nice. Until that is you stop and think that they have gelatine in them and gelatine is made out of ground up pigs feet apparently. Thats quite revolting really I have just eaten a handful of ground up pigs feet. Oh gross now I want to be sick in my mouth!
Blog!!!.
Well to start with it doesnt sound that nice does it I mean like
"ewwww look at that"one might say and get the reply
"omg its a blog right there in the middle of the footpath, how disgusting" Bit like the word squab if you know what I mean and I have a certain friend of mine who knows exactly what I mean when I talk about squabs.
Let me introduce myself. I am Jo, I have a son and two dogs all of which do nothing but eat and sleep and mess up the house. Oh and I live in Auckland, New Zealand. Fascinating shit really I know.
I'm a lexophile (look it up sicko!) and I adore chocolate. Unfortunately chocolate adores me also and stalks me every time I go shoppping. It sits on those damn shelves in the supermarket calling me softly like a siren from the deep until I run at top speed down the isle and grab it and throw it frantically into my trolley hoping nobody including myself saw me do it. Then I take it home and toss it into the topmost corner of the pantry in absolute disgust with myself only to be heaving myself onto a dining room chair 3 hours later because the poxy thing is playing mind games with me and I am so weak, so very very weak when it comes to chocolate. Now in saying that I have just stuffed down my gullet a handful of jelly babies, sickly sweet and, well, nice. Until that is you stop and think that they have gelatine in them and gelatine is made out of ground up pigs feet apparently. Thats quite revolting really I have just eaten a handful of ground up pigs feet. Oh gross now I want to be sick in my mouth!
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