Some people leave footprints on our heart. Cats leave fur on our sweaters. Dogs leave drool on our shoes. Families will crap on our doorstep. So when life gives you crap, garden it and make roses.
Saturday, July 25, 2015
Please, never let this end.
Once the dam breaks, it just keeps flowing. I'd like to know if she has a secret slush fund for hair spray.
Okay I needed a week of laughs. Dentist, X-rays, large needles and extraction of back molar and mother.
I thought just one week for me after fixing up all the other crap this month but no, she just didn't want to worry me. It's never bothered her before. Couldn't ring me, no credits on the phone but forgot I can ring her. Thursday I get a call and she has a headache again. Thursday night I get a call from a friend who tells me she hasn't had her proper breakfast for 4 days because the kitchen ran out of Weetbix before the next delivery. She's had rice bubbles. This is just after I spent an hour re-doing her patient care plan about food and making it clear that she must have Weetbix and toast for breakfast. It's the one meal she really looks forward to and if she doesn't get it, her blood sugar drops until lunch arrives, cue headache.
Our friend walked up to Coles, barely 5 minutes away and bought a box of Weetbix out of her own pocket.
I was going to put in a complaint but by the time I arrived on Friday through the freezing wind and sore mouth, if I had complained it would have been with a brick through the office window. I had had enough. Wouldn't you have thought that someone could have taken some petty cash and walked to Coles and bought the Residents breakfast. Not that lot, it would mean admitting a mistake and they don't admit or explain or apologize.
My stars at this time last year said I would have to look back 12 years to see what this 12 month cycle would bring since Jupiter the bringer of luck and whatever only travels your sign once every 12 years. I did that and it was a great year back then, I even lost weight and I was happily divorced and looking forward to a new life. It didn't happen this 12 months, it's been totally without joy. I haven't even loooked to see which planet hoves into view at the end of August because it couldn't be any worse.
I did get an early birthday card, thank you to Aitkens Real Estate but it still won't make me sell you my house. Selling up and running away with the money would mean I'd have to clean up and pack books, never going to happen. Where would the four cars in the drive go? Would the Ice Bear cope with moving? Who would look after the filligree hamster if the stove was chucked out?
Good old Bronnie, the only person who's made life fun for the last of my wondrous year.
Sunday, July 19, 2015
I love the smell of burning bronnies in the morning
Bwahahaha, keep them coming, they're better than Fat Joe's or the Bat Earred Monk's.
Hi ASIO, keep up the good work at the demo's.
Sunday, July 12, 2015
And you thought being rich makes for the perfect wedding.
Glorious Valentino lace wedding gown, $50,000
Hand made Louboutin wedding shoes with her new name, price unknown.
Having someone park the car on your floating veil, priceless.
Happy Day Nicky Hilton Rothschild.
Thursday, July 09, 2015
Australian politics is just anarchy without the bullets
Yes, that is my opinion in that photo.
Yes, I love minions especially when they speak my language.
I spent this morning's breakfast break watching Bill Shorten in the witness box trying to answer the same question put 80 trillion different ways by the interrogator and it was Shorten who was accused of being a time waster.
This is costing taxpayers a fuckload of money for which they will no doubt find a way to blame pensioners and the unemployed for the country being in a financial crisis....again.....still or are we out of that crisis implied in Fat Joe's first budget.
Getting to the point faster than Bill, I would like to point out that this is the 21st century and most of the world is computer savvy, a few of us might still like to write with a quill but digital is top of the heap. So why are the relevant documents in this inquisition not on a computer in front of all concerned so that when invoice no. 639 is called to front and centre, volcanoes erupt, buildings collapse, Captains Call before it is found. Bill is time wasting? Flipping pages in numerous binders instead of being able to enter no.639 and instant invoice seems a lot more time wasting and money wasting than Bill trying to answer questions from when he was in Parliament and not playing at Union boss. Let this be a lesson to all leaders of everything, keep a diary, it'll save us money and throwing breakfast plates at the tv.
I received my Visa statement this week and couldn't remember a thing I'd bought last month so don't ask what I bought 10 years ago.
Second on my shitlist for the day. Shenhua Group, mining, large, coal. May dragons comsume your firstborn to the nth generation for mining the Liverpool Plains, a food bowl and glorious countryside.
No need to worry yet, they won't start chopping up the wildlife until 2017 so we have plenty of time to plant the landmines, roll out the barbwire and oil up the shotguns. Barnaby is on the job, he's very very upset with the Captain, like that will amount to a pile of cow crap. Ah, the Captain, he who famously said, the Country is open for business. The business of open coal mining, fracking, logging old growth forests and next Soylent Green, I mean who will miss old people and the unemployed.
I'm an endangered species, I'm obese and old, I could make so many SG dried pellets I'm practically a walking bankable asset.
Third, mother lived, again.
Yes, I love minions especially when they speak my language.
I spent this morning's breakfast break watching Bill Shorten in the witness box trying to answer the same question put 80 trillion different ways by the interrogator and it was Shorten who was accused of being a time waster.
This is costing taxpayers a fuckload of money for which they will no doubt find a way to blame pensioners and the unemployed for the country being in a financial crisis....again.....still or are we out of that crisis implied in Fat Joe's first budget.
Getting to the point faster than Bill, I would like to point out that this is the 21st century and most of the world is computer savvy, a few of us might still like to write with a quill but digital is top of the heap. So why are the relevant documents in this inquisition not on a computer in front of all concerned so that when invoice no. 639 is called to front and centre, volcanoes erupt, buildings collapse, Captains Call before it is found. Bill is time wasting? Flipping pages in numerous binders instead of being able to enter no.639 and instant invoice seems a lot more time wasting and money wasting than Bill trying to answer questions from when he was in Parliament and not playing at Union boss. Let this be a lesson to all leaders of everything, keep a diary, it'll save us money and throwing breakfast plates at the tv.
I received my Visa statement this week and couldn't remember a thing I'd bought last month so don't ask what I bought 10 years ago.
Second on my shitlist for the day. Shenhua Group, mining, large, coal. May dragons comsume your firstborn to the nth generation for mining the Liverpool Plains, a food bowl and glorious countryside.
No need to worry yet, they won't start chopping up the wildlife until 2017 so we have plenty of time to plant the landmines, roll out the barbwire and oil up the shotguns. Barnaby is on the job, he's very very upset with the Captain, like that will amount to a pile of cow crap. Ah, the Captain, he who famously said, the Country is open for business. The business of open coal mining, fracking, logging old growth forests and next Soylent Green, I mean who will miss old people and the unemployed.
I'm an endangered species, I'm obese and old, I could make so many SG dried pellets I'm practically a walking bankable asset.
Third, mother lived, again.
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