tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41269612024-03-08T01:06:36.453+11:00Funny Old World. . .Stacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.comBlogger1172125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-75817868793321788542011-06-01T21:39:00.001+12:002011-06-01T21:39:27.806+12:00RelocatingI'm hoping that the creation of a new blog will inspire more creativity.
http://generalhappenings.wordpress.com
See you there :)Stacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-54649109790053657002011-03-01T16:47:00.000+11:002011-03-01T16:47:31.899+11:00TelevisionI was talking to my dad today about television. Neither of us watch an awful lot, but he pointed out that a lot of TV shows and movies are all about people being irresponsible and silly, and I had to concede he has a point.
But it occurred to me later that most of the shows on ABC For Kids are quite the opposite. Various shows focus on the importance of friendship, generosity, co-operation,Stacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-74370351650159609322011-02-09T12:58:00.000+11:002011-02-09T12:58:05.245+11:00I don't even knowHere I am at seven weeks and two days. I'm having trouble telling whether I'm hungry or sick, which makes me reluctant to eat, which makes me think I must be hungry because I haven't eaten much, but the thought of eating doesn't sit well... I don't know! The pickled onions which seemed so attractive to me when I bought them are now sitting in the fridge, half a jar left, looking sickening to me. Stacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-66087315294595525402011-02-01T19:04:00.000+11:002011-02-01T19:04:10.621+11:00Six Weeks and One DayFor the cave trolls who have not yet migrated to Facebook, or who missed the news, I'm pregnant again!
I've just been re-reading my pregnancy-related posts from last time. By five weeks I was nauseous and sore. This time, at six weeks now, I've really just been tired and hungry. Starving!
I'm going to go on record here and state that I think it's a boy this time - even though it's obviously farStacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-87301468788326227952011-01-26T13:43:00.000+11:002011-01-26T13:43:58.106+11:00Australia DayAustralia Day. The 26th of January, a public holiday Australia-wide. It commemorates the day, back in 1788, that Captain Arthur Phillip rowed ashore from his ship, the HMS Supply, and formally claimed this land in the name of King George III. It is clearly an important date in this nation's history, and in the history of all Australians descended from Europeans. It is the date that got us here inStacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-5869708599834772372011-01-10T09:45:00.000+11:002011-01-10T09:45:13.174+11:00"All babies are a gift from God""All babies are a gift from God and i think people really need to remember that!"
I think people really need to remember that not everybody believes in God, and if they do, it may not be the same God you believe in. Approximately one third of the world's population is Christian, which means two thirds (that is, a vast majority) are not. And even that one third can't agree on anything; that one Stacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-22886057500898438512011-01-07T11:25:00.000+11:002011-01-07T11:25:19.170+11:00Centrelink WoesCentrelink are so good. At being useless, that is. It's a funny thing; most of the people in their call centre are helpful and friendly, but somewhere in the background, behind the scenes, Centrelink is a looming hulking monstrosity.
About 6 weeks ago I applied for Austudy. Well, first they lost my paperwork and I had to re-lodge it. Ok, annoying, but not fatal. Very quickly after that I was Stacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-7710266059213636162010-12-31T23:56:00.000+11:002010-12-31T23:56:02.724+11:00Being the Good One
The people across the road from me have been letting off fireworks for a couple of days now. I trust the intensity will increase in about 13 minutes, too. It is totally illegal to buy, sell, own, or use fireworks in Victoria - but if it wasn't, I would love to be letting off my own. How come THEY get to do it, and presumably get away with it? How come they feel no qualm, Stacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-12287543458540084262010-12-01T20:17:00.001+11:002010-12-01T20:26:53.168+11:00My grandfather died on Thursday, and his funeral was today. Don't chime in with commiserations; I wasn't close to him and I'm not really upset. But this is a musing on the funeral.
It would appear that my grandparents (dad's parents) were quite religious, and grandpa's service today reflected that. There was a lot of stuff about Jesus guiding us through our grief and knowing that grandpa is withStacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-63250580693492193032010-11-29T18:19:00.000+11:002010-11-29T18:19:06.562+11:00
Ellie at mum and dad's
Elspeth has been a holy terror today! Perhaps holey might be the better word; she's got a graze on her head and a cut on her toe! But the injuries, as usual, don't seem to bother her. She's just having a random grump day. I guess it's because she just spent three days with her grandparents (my parents), and now she's back home and it's sooooo booooring!! Nanna and Stacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-70781903609069653882010-11-21T20:44:00.002+11:002010-11-21T20:47:19.587+11:00
I'm going to the dentist tomorrow. I don't hate or fear dentists like a lot of people do, but I don't really like them either - which is why I've been putting this off for nearly five years. My teeth are in a shocking state; the dentist is either going to have a heart attack or a wet dream. The worst thing is I'll have to take Elspeth with me, as neither my husband nor my mother can look after Stacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-72215673967085316852010-11-05T23:43:00.000+11:002010-11-05T23:43:30.676+11:00Begin rant.
Right, I hate people. Honestly, I never saw myself as being that great, until I started comparing myself with others.
So many people in the world are stupid, will-fullly ignorant, weak-willed, greedy, petty, and filled with hatred.
Oh my, I guess I fit into that last category, at least!
Seriously, I can't go ONE SINGLE DAY anymore without wondering WHERE DID HUMANITY GO WRONG??? Stacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-87355991743907347782010-11-04T16:24:00.000+11:002010-11-04T16:24:35.118+11:00Well, I'm not doing so well now. According to my calculations, I should be at 8,000 words by the end of today. It's 4.30pm and I've only just got over 5,000. Unless I have a big run tonight, I think I'm buggered! I probably should have been planning a novel for months, instead of deciding what to write about on the morning of the 1st!Stacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-69775263320170926482010-11-01T12:27:00.000+11:002010-11-01T12:27:04.880+11:00NaNoWriMo strikes again! Yes folks, November is National Novel Writing Month. I'm aiming for 2,000 words per day, that should get me nicely over the required 50,000 words, or get me to the target a little early. So far today I have 1,589. Well on track!
This year's wordcount tips:
Give characters two-word names such as Mary Lou, Billy Bob, and so on, and use their full name every time they are Stacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-2748164614291788082010-10-31T12:52:00.000+11:002010-10-31T12:52:57.177+11:00The spiders are out to get me again. In recent days I have noticed a large number of very small spiders around my house, all of the same type - this says to me that somewhere around, probably inside, is their mummy. Just thinking of this makes my skin prickle and my chest tighten. I sort of want to find her and kill her, but I also don't actually want to come across her.Stacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-1945890302740480812010-10-27T13:34:00.000+12:002010-10-27T13:34:49.654+12:00Bloody Stupid Advertising
Take a look at this bus station ad which I photographed myself this morning.
"Life's better connected."
What does that even mean? You can't use a comparative term without giving something to be compared. Life's better connected than an unlikely shimmering silver sphere? Even if it were a complete sentence, it still wouldn't mean anything, and would certainly have no Stacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-42754553924704543842010-10-18T13:46:00.000+12:002010-10-18T13:46:39.097+12:00Spiders and I do not get along. In fact, they scare the living shit out of me.
This has not always been a case.
As a child, I'm sure I was tolerant of arachnids.
But one day in primary school, a substitute teacher told us a story of a woman who was bitten by a certain type of spider, and whose skin subsequently rotted away and she died.
Since then, my fear of spiders has gotten worse and Stacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-48935546506767301122010-08-01T17:52:00.000+12:002010-08-01T17:52:44.839+12:00For all my lovely and loyal followers, if there are any left, I now intend to blog more regularly over at The Baby, She Crazy! This is because most of my doings these days are baby-related, and somehow it seemed appropriate to pretty much give her a blog of her own! I will probably still update here sometimes, when I do things that have nothing to do with Elspeth. So, like, in 50 years or so... Stacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-55073674951974363492010-04-26T12:14:00.000+12:002010-04-26T18:18:22.312+12:00I'm complaining about last night.Little Ellie has been sleeping right through the night 99% of the time since she was four months old. But last night was just the pits. She woke up at 2.15am, for no real reason that I could find. I think she does have a tooth on the way, but at that point she didn't actually seem to be in pain. She simply would not re-settle for over two hours; it was past 4.30 Stacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-6123405504541849732010-04-23T20:29:00.003+12:002010-04-23T20:33:11.750+12:00Ellie and I went down to the lake today for a picnic and some fun.So many leaves! Only two hands and one mouth! What to do?! The weather was nice, so we stayed down there just playing for a couple of hours.She also tried to chase some magpies! They all got away, though. She kept trying to shove leaves up my nose, in my eyes, and into my mouth. Yummy! I think she got more in my mouth than her own! Stacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-23120221302556328292010-04-16T10:41:00.003+12:002010-04-16T10:52:35.576+12:00No celebrity seems to ever actually doanything wrong. They're not immoral or criminal, oh no. They have an illness or an addiction. Since when does that make things okay?Tiger Woods, hello? Sex addiction? Or just a sleazebag? Oh right, he has lots of money and publicists and a lot of people relying on his good reputation; of course it has to be a sex addiction. Ditto David Duchovny. Amy WinehouseStacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-76424299702310177972010-04-14T17:11:00.006+12:002010-04-14T17:20:58.088+12:00Today was Cheap Shopping day! ALDI and Big W, hooray! Did you know you can get 50 nappies for $16 from ALDI? That's awesome. And 80 baby wipes for under $3. Love love love.Also bought some warm winter clothes for Ellie from Big W. She has hardly any warm clothes in the sizes she'll be needing over winter. So I bought lots of socks and a cute jacket for her. If anyone fancies giving her a present,Stacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-68909274491057841922010-04-11T19:19:00.003+12:002010-04-11T19:28:08.726+12:00Well, it was a normal boring Sunday until somebody had the bright idea of a picnic lunch! The sun was shining intermittently, the wind was blowing like mad, and we set off with cheeses and crackers to Canberra's Carillon.Ellie got into everything - she went for the brie, and then the blue, then the cheddar. Then the cheese knife. Then the kabana, and the salami. Finally she settled on a cheesy Stacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-47437826958075984992010-04-10T23:20:00.001+12:002010-04-10T23:23:02.411+12:00Today was the Hens Afternoon Tea of my friend Krystle, in Weston Park by the lake. A lovely day was had by all! I was pleasantly surprised that there were some people there I knew, and I even won a prize in one of the games - a bucket of lollies.Upon my return home, Aidan went out to Josh's Bucks Night.And I discovered that Ellie has a new tooth JUST popped through the gum today! No wonder she Stacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4126961.post-50836793876408076482010-04-08T14:28:00.001+12:002010-04-08T14:33:24.162+12:00Pics of the regatta for Cazzie :)There are more HEREStacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13293741467822618216noreply@blogger.com2