Underwater Goodness.

Posted on December 19, 2006 by borysSNORC

What a busy weekend. I went to CanberraBabylon ostensibly for JJJs Christmas party, but predominantly just to catch up with everyone. I got in on Thursday morning, and SirPhilipe was kind enough to pick me up at the airport. Every time I got to CBR, it is either lush and green and looks like something from the English countryside with fabulous gardens everywhere, or it looks like an Arizona dessert. No in between it seems – well it was really dry this trip, the entire place looks shrivelled and dry, and for reasons I dont understand, the dry and brown appearance of the place seems to throw off my sense of direction, and everywhere we drive I seem to lose my bearings :S Go figure!

Anyway the readers digest version is as follows – SirPhil and I went to lunch at Milk and Honey on Thurs followed by some shopping. Had lovely risotto dinner at his place Thurs night – thanks SirPhil and DrN for cooking! God I love seeing men getting dirty in the kitchen!!! Fri morning saw us going to Casino Royale which I think is now my fav Bond film ever. Fri afternoon hanging out with DrN, followed by Turkish dinner, then vodka martinis at the Hyatt cocktail lounge until the wee hours. Saturday, brekkie at Lesboa, pottering about at Woden and an introduction to BattleStar Galactica at Sir Philipe’s place, before going to party at JJJs place. Brekkie out AGAIN on Sunday morning with a bunch of guys from the party – Can’t believe how frequently these CBR people eat out!!! Quiet morning, then afternoon session of Shortbus with DrN and small gang for drinkies at Sir Philipes Sun night. Got up at 5am for stupid 6.30am flight back to Brisbane with DarkMan and am now feeling rather shattered.

All up I think I had about 3 hrs sleep each night, which when coupled with sleeping on unfamiliar dodgy mattresses, I am now officially having trouble with my comprehension skills! Yes, I see people’s mouths moving, and yes, I hear the words coming out, but am having real trouble here. Will have early night tonight I hope

Ebay

Posted on December 12, 2006 by borysSNORC

ah, gotta go – will write this later.

Have finally gotten back to this some 7 days later!!!

I got onto my computer the other day, and my sister BigSal had used my computer earlier in the day, and must have selected for Windows to store her eBay password on my machine!

Mwah ha ha ha ha ha!

Naturally I set about abusing her little oversight hideously. To her watch list, I added 8 different second hand foot spas, one gimp mask, one black velvet painting of Elvis, one Swarovski crystal Unicorn ornament, one ball gag, one set of nested Babushka style Christmas Penguins, a bulk lot of LED shoelaces, and… the piece de resistance… a framed hollographic Sacred Heart Jesus picture with built in clock!

Well I was expecting a reaction of some sort, and it seems she got a giggle out of some of them. But the most logical and anticipated reaction hasn’t occurred – she hasn’t changed her password yet!!! Wonder what else I could add to her list, or maybe even purchase on her behalf! 🙂
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Bah humbug….

Posted on December 11, 2006 by borysSNORC

It’s bloody Christmas again. Seems like just a few weeks back we had the whole Christmas and New Years rigmarole going on, and here we are doing it all again. I must be just getting old and cranky – cos I hate it. And every year I seem to hate it more. Grrrrr.

I hate shopping for gifts for people when you never know what to get them – and this is largely due to the fact that most of our friends and family are quite capable, and frequently do, got out and buy themselves anything they want. So we race around spending money on stuff nobody needs. And everything, and I mean EVERYTHING you look at will be on Sale right after Christmas, we really are throwing money away.

Went through the most hateful Christmas task of putting up the damn tree on Saturday. I think I’d avoid it altogether except for the kidlet. He is currently loving the whole Xmas thing, so much so, that he has been spending his days wandering around the house in a Santa hat singing Carols – which no doubt have contributed marvelously to my surly demeanour 😐 It was adorable for the first 12 hours or so!

We haven’t celebrated the religious side of Christmas since my Grandmother died – she used to drag us all along to midnight mass on Christmas Eve, and now the whole thing is just about ‘stuff’. I don’t mind the family get together, having a meal and a few drinks for the day, but why do we need all the ‘stuff’??

Part II

Posted on December 6, 2006 by borysSNORC

When I found him, I cried a bit and tried to explain to him why I was upset, and then couldn’t stop crying. I’ve been working so hard trying to ignore my IVF baggage for the last few months, and now it is back in the front of my head. It’s keeping me awake and I am crying while I sit here and write this. What am I going to do? I never cared how old I am, but not it’s like I am so depressed about turning 35 all of a sudden, it feels like the beginning of the end – that is honestly how it feels. I just don’t know what I am going to do.

Not fun.

Posted on December 6, 2006 by borysSNORC

I’m not having a fun morning. Surly dropped that mirror over here, and then Big Sal and the girls turned up … and then Angel disappeared. He just disappeared. Last I saw he was in the driveway with that flaming hoover toy, and then I turned around and he was gone. I was calling his name, went next door looking for him, and he wasn’t there. Couldn’t find him anywhere. Big Sal, Surly and I were walking in and around the house and up the street calling his name. Little bugger was hiding under the covers in his bed, as a joke for Fishy-Bob. Scared the crap out of me, because I thought he was outside and had gone up the street….

When I eventually found him, I got so upset. Massive overreaction on my part, and I realise for the last 5 and a half years not a minute has gone by where I haven’t known where he was or with whom. His whereabouts are always at the back of my consciousness and it was really freaky not knowing where he was.

Not fun.