Here you go folks, photos of my Derby Kids and The Great Lego SortOut. Enjoy. :-)
It's a progression of shots...
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
The Last Month Or So....
Things have been....interesting lately.
There has been good happening, but also some stuff that due to the open nature on the wonderful interwebs I didn't wanna talk about here. Which was a little of a dilemma for me, coz this started out as a space for me to vent, talk things thru, that kinda shit. And also, I know I have strangers reading this blog, which is fine, but I don't want your perception of Admiral to be only what you read here....he is awesome (I wouldn't call him that otherwise). I am also aware that some times the stories I tell, if you don't know him, put him in a bad light. He is irreverent as hell, totally un-pc and unconditionally intolerant of stupid people and other people's drama & bullshit, but funny as fuck. I love him. I know he doesn't want his life online, so I respect that, as much of myself as I put online, I won't talk trash about him here.
I will also let my kids make up their own minds when they are old enough of how much of themselves they will put online. Hence the nicks and photos.
anyways....my point, I had one I know. I'll just go find it. :O)
ok. slight hiccup. I can't seem to transfer my photos from my phone to my puter. I wanted to show you all the progression of my Derby Kisses....this is what it's called when one gets bruised during Roller Derby. I'm in a non contact league, and we're all relative newbies so we're not up to the scrimmaging stuff yet. It's all me being a slow learner about the relationship between gravity and balance :O)
So, what i think I'll do is post this (I hate typing all my long ramblingly thoughts on my phone) then I'll post again from my phone with all the photos. That works right??
you know what? if it doesn't work for you it's a free world, you can always change the channel. ;OP
Oh yeah and that's the other thing that I've been doing is organising all the kids lego. Oh dear Lord! What a nightmare!! For all those who DON'T follow me on The Twitter (and why the fuck not huh huh huh??) I'll post those photos too.
Cheear Ears!! :OD
There has been good happening, but also some stuff that due to the open nature on the wonderful interwebs I didn't wanna talk about here. Which was a little of a dilemma for me, coz this started out as a space for me to vent, talk things thru, that kinda shit. And also, I know I have strangers reading this blog, which is fine, but I don't want your perception of Admiral to be only what you read here....he is awesome (I wouldn't call him that otherwise). I am also aware that some times the stories I tell, if you don't know him, put him in a bad light. He is irreverent as hell, totally un-pc and unconditionally intolerant of stupid people and other people's drama & bullshit, but funny as fuck. I love him. I know he doesn't want his life online, so I respect that, as much of myself as I put online, I won't talk trash about him here.
I will also let my kids make up their own minds when they are old enough of how much of themselves they will put online. Hence the nicks and photos.
anyways....my point, I had one I know. I'll just go find it. :O)
ok. slight hiccup. I can't seem to transfer my photos from my phone to my puter. I wanted to show you all the progression of my Derby Kisses....this is what it's called when one gets bruised during Roller Derby. I'm in a non contact league, and we're all relative newbies so we're not up to the scrimmaging stuff yet. It's all me being a slow learner about the relationship between gravity and balance :O)
So, what i think I'll do is post this (I hate typing all my long ramblingly thoughts on my phone) then I'll post again from my phone with all the photos. That works right??
you know what? if it doesn't work for you it's a free world, you can always change the channel. ;OP
Oh yeah and that's the other thing that I've been doing is organising all the kids lego. Oh dear Lord! What a nightmare!! For all those who DON'T follow me on The Twitter (and why the fuck not huh huh huh??) I'll post those photos too.
Cheear Ears!! :OD
Monday, September 10, 2012
Ow. Idiot.
So, I'm impatient. And currently a little frustrated and feeling stuck. So I resorted to my teenage pattern of piercing my ears when life felt out of my control... Stupid stupid stupid idea.
the actual piercing was ok. I just forgot I suck at not fiddling with shit. ESP inflamed theresapossibiltyofpusinthere shit.
Dumbass that I am. You may have already picked up on this.....
Now my ear has been like this for 2 days
And loathe as I am to take it out and start the process all over, out Fucken hurts :-(
Saturday, September 1, 2012
Minor Epiphany
Or is it Major.... time will tell I guess.
I got back from netball with the Girl this morning, realising that there is washing to do, changing handtowels, washing to fold, kitchen to clean, lunch to organise probably, and dinner..... plus I would like to work on my assignment. I've only been trying to finish Te Awa (Course 4 of the Playcentre Diploma) for 6 years now *sigh*
Going to Graduation last night, seeing others who have been around less time than me finish, get awards and recognition, made me realise that even if I don't finish it all the way (thru to Course 6) I would very much like to finish Te Awa. Even if I'm not enjoying doing it so much, which may be why it's taking me so long. But also I have had 3 kids in that time, shifted house, essentially had a breakdown, plus been active at my centre and Association, so it's not like I've just been lazing around. But still. It's kinda sad. Coz I know this shit. I've already got one degree, it's not like I can't do Diploma level work.
Anyways, that wasn't the epiphany. It was this.
I'm a housewife right? My JOB is housework. B goes out to work. The kids go out to School. I am here. My work is here. I don't get that break on the weekends that they all get. This is partly why I feel stuck in a rut (and that always feels worse on when I'm tired!)
I don't get a "Weekend" like most working people do. I work 24/7/365.
Not wonder I'm buggered and sick of it all. Wanting to escape for a week at least! and sleep, or just do the things -I- want to do.
Not that that is logistically possible. *sigh*
So. where to from here? I guess I need to talk with the Admiral really. Not a conversation I am looking forward to, I feel like I have been asking for lots in the last year, sounding tired and whingey a lot in that time too.....but needs must. *sigh*
So that was my epiphany for today. It really does follow on from my last post even tho I wasn't thinking of that when it occurred to me.
Here's hoping I can enjoy this gorgeous weather we have, have some fun with the kids and husband, and friends. Then face next week feeling even just a little refreshed, even if I can't see that now.
For now, I think I'll go hang out the washing, even tho it's Padawan's job. I just can't be arsed fighting him to do it..... *sigh*
I got back from netball with the Girl this morning, realising that there is washing to do, changing handtowels, washing to fold, kitchen to clean, lunch to organise probably, and dinner..... plus I would like to work on my assignment. I've only been trying to finish Te Awa (Course 4 of the Playcentre Diploma) for 6 years now *sigh*
Going to Graduation last night, seeing others who have been around less time than me finish, get awards and recognition, made me realise that even if I don't finish it all the way (thru to Course 6) I would very much like to finish Te Awa. Even if I'm not enjoying doing it so much, which may be why it's taking me so long. But also I have had 3 kids in that time, shifted house, essentially had a breakdown, plus been active at my centre and Association, so it's not like I've just been lazing around. But still. It's kinda sad. Coz I know this shit. I've already got one degree, it's not like I can't do Diploma level work.
Anyways, that wasn't the epiphany. It was this.
I'm a housewife right? My JOB is housework. B goes out to work. The kids go out to School. I am here. My work is here. I don't get that break on the weekends that they all get. This is partly why I feel stuck in a rut (and that always feels worse on when I'm tired!)
I don't get a "Weekend" like most working people do. I work 24/7/365.
Not wonder I'm buggered and sick of it all. Wanting to escape for a week at least! and sleep, or just do the things -I- want to do.
Not that that is logistically possible. *sigh*
So. where to from here? I guess I need to talk with the Admiral really. Not a conversation I am looking forward to, I feel like I have been asking for lots in the last year, sounding tired and whingey a lot in that time too.....but needs must. *sigh*
So that was my epiphany for today. It really does follow on from my last post even tho I wasn't thinking of that when it occurred to me.
Here's hoping I can enjoy this gorgeous weather we have, have some fun with the kids and husband, and friends. Then face next week feeling even just a little refreshed, even if I can't see that now.
For now, I think I'll go hang out the washing, even tho it's Padawan's job. I just can't be arsed fighting him to do it..... *sigh*
Monday, August 27, 2012
Saturday, August 25, 2012
Is This Normal??
Of late I find myself very quickly getting grumpy....this is partly coz I've been sick this last week, right on top of the family having a stomach bug. Everyone is tired. I can rationalise that part. No problem.
Also a contributing factor is Monkey going thru a really clingy stage. We have managed to get him out of our bed at night, by shutting him in his bedroom. But he has taken to breastfeeding again (god knows he probably is only getting comfort from that!) and almost needing an hours worth of cuddles with me in the evening. I am happy to do this, if it's what he needs, I get kids his age (3) can't often articulate their needs, or the WHY of what their needs are. This I am fine with.
It's the grizzling and whiney for the rest of the day that's driving me nutso.
Coupled with this, the kids are arguing over their lego a lot lately. now, let's put it into perspective we have FUCK LOADS of lego......about this much.
Well, that's in one room....it used to be the office. But Admiral is building lego stuffs now, so I can't sit at my desk.
This is the kids room....
One of the kids rooms.
If memory serves there are bits in the other kids room too, plus I couldn't fit it all in frame here *LeSigh*
So, when the Lunatics start arguing that "he stole the piece that I need" I REALLY don't have a lot of patience for it. It's more than slightly ridiculous. It's fucken selfish bullshit is what it is.
*SIGH*
I hate feeling frustrated and cranky, so I think about it a lot, trying to find the root *snigger* cause of the feelings, so I can fix it change it make it better go back to feeling good about my life. Coz I have lots of good in my life.
Like friends who visit even when we're sick to make me laugh. Help me decide on the best way to reconfigure a necklace so i have funky earrings as well as a cool necklace!!
see? cool dangly earrings too!! ;O)
And a wonderful husband who lets me buy skates so I can do roller derby - which is SO MUCH FUCKING FUUUUNN!!
I'm loving it so hard. And not just coz it's an excuse to where my normal outfits in public without feeling out of place (not that I let that stop me usually). Its a great group of people who have made me feel welcome, a part of the group. Plus I am kicking arse at upskilling too, which always makes one feel good no?
oh yeah, a pic of my cute skates
and they are sooo awesome to skate in. It's sucked being sick coz I've only got out on them once. :O( Now to clean out and possibly replace the bearings so the wheels move smoother. then to build up my derby skates.....it's addictive I can tell you. But I love it!!
Then I get home & frustration sets in. I've tried to figure out why....the only thing I can come up with is it *feels* like I'm the only one doing housework. Which I know, when I think rationally about it, is a slight exaggeration - the kids do help out. I just have to remind them. Which again, rationally, is fair. But I don't think I think of them as "kids" not "my kids" anyways. They are the people I live with. So I live with 7 other people and it feels like I'm the one working my arse off.
Which is also unfair to Admiral. Coz he works hard at work. But I guess I don't see that.... and I can't go out and walk into a job that earns what he earns, or we would swap in a heartbeat. We've talked about this more than once. He hates working, but he couldn't breastfeed.... Also, I know we are well blessed that he earns enough that I don't have to work, that I can be at home with the kids.
So why am I so ungrateful and frustrated by my role in life? the role I CHOSE??
and more importantly, is this normal?? After being at home with kids for 13 years, is it normal to hit a rut like this??
And what can I do to make it ok again? to enjoy this again?? Coz I know I am blessed and like being an at home mum.....
Have been listening to Pink's Funhouse album a lot lately, as I might have mentioned in a previous post....there are so many songs, so passionately sung that really resonate with me. There is one that includes these lines....
"I'm off to see the doctor, I hope she has a cure, I hope she makes me better, WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN???"
And that's really how I feel about this depression thing I've been going thru. What does "better" look like for me? Until I know that I don't know that I can move forward....
Also a contributing factor is Monkey going thru a really clingy stage. We have managed to get him out of our bed at night, by shutting him in his bedroom. But he has taken to breastfeeding again (god knows he probably is only getting comfort from that!) and almost needing an hours worth of cuddles with me in the evening. I am happy to do this, if it's what he needs, I get kids his age (3) can't often articulate their needs, or the WHY of what their needs are. This I am fine with.
It's the grizzling and whiney for the rest of the day that's driving me nutso.
Coupled with this, the kids are arguing over their lego a lot lately. now, let's put it into perspective we have FUCK LOADS of lego......about this much.
This is the kids room....
One of the kids rooms.
If memory serves there are bits in the other kids room too, plus I couldn't fit it all in frame here *LeSigh*
So, when the Lunatics start arguing that "he stole the piece that I need" I REALLY don't have a lot of patience for it. It's more than slightly ridiculous. It's fucken selfish bullshit is what it is.
*SIGH*
I hate feeling frustrated and cranky, so I think about it a lot, trying to find the root *snigger* cause of the feelings, so I can fix it change it make it better go back to feeling good about my life. Coz I have lots of good in my life.
Like friends who visit even when we're sick to make me laugh. Help me decide on the best way to reconfigure a necklace so i have funky earrings as well as a cool necklace!!
see? cool dangly earrings too!! ;O)
And a wonderful husband who lets me buy skates so I can do roller derby - which is SO MUCH FUCKING FUUUUNN!!
I'm loving it so hard. And not just coz it's an excuse to where my normal outfits in public without feeling out of place (not that I let that stop me usually). Its a great group of people who have made me feel welcome, a part of the group. Plus I am kicking arse at upskilling too, which always makes one feel good no?
oh yeah, a pic of my cute skates
and they are sooo awesome to skate in. It's sucked being sick coz I've only got out on them once. :O( Now to clean out and possibly replace the bearings so the wheels move smoother. then to build up my derby skates.....it's addictive I can tell you. But I love it!!
Then I get home & frustration sets in. I've tried to figure out why....the only thing I can come up with is it *feels* like I'm the only one doing housework. Which I know, when I think rationally about it, is a slight exaggeration - the kids do help out. I just have to remind them. Which again, rationally, is fair. But I don't think I think of them as "kids" not "my kids" anyways. They are the people I live with. So I live with 7 other people and it feels like I'm the one working my arse off.
Which is also unfair to Admiral. Coz he works hard at work. But I guess I don't see that.... and I can't go out and walk into a job that earns what he earns, or we would swap in a heartbeat. We've talked about this more than once. He hates working, but he couldn't breastfeed.... Also, I know we are well blessed that he earns enough that I don't have to work, that I can be at home with the kids.
So why am I so ungrateful and frustrated by my role in life? the role I CHOSE??
and more importantly, is this normal?? After being at home with kids for 13 years, is it normal to hit a rut like this??
And what can I do to make it ok again? to enjoy this again?? Coz I know I am blessed and like being an at home mum.....
Have been listening to Pink's Funhouse album a lot lately, as I might have mentioned in a previous post....there are so many songs, so passionately sung that really resonate with me. There is one that includes these lines....
"I'm off to see the doctor, I hope she has a cure, I hope she makes me better, WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN???"
And that's really how I feel about this depression thing I've been going thru. What does "better" look like for me? Until I know that I don't know that I can move forward....
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Cup Of Tea??
Why, yes I think I shall.
It's been a full on day, tried to start the toilet train thing with Monkey (again) and he threw a huge hissy fit, took off his undies and was carrying round a nappy.
Stubborn little bugger.
So, yes a cup of tea would be lovely!
How about this one?? :OD
It's been a full on day, tried to start the toilet train thing with Monkey (again) and he threw a huge hissy fit, took off his undies and was carrying round a nappy.
Stubborn little bugger.
So, yes a cup of tea would be lovely!
How about this one?? :OD
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