Sunday, September 28, 2008

Falling Down

This week I have been sick. Again. Throughout winter I was doing good cold and flu wise and managed to stay bug-free until the end of winter when I caught a cold, which just wouldn't go away, and then last Tuesday at work my back starting aching and I felt shivery.

You guessed it. I had the flu!

That night I laid in bed shivering, despite it being a mild night and me having 2 blankets and a quilt on the bed, and when my teeth started chattering I knew it was going to be a long night! Sure enough an hour or so later I woke up absolutely drenched in sweat and not being completely rational I threw all the bedding, including Aaron's, to the floor as I was too hot!

To Aaron's credit he never said a word, just fetched me some water and then casually retrieved the bedding for his side of the bed. Unfortunately the hot and cold flushes continued throughout the night and for several days afterwards but they have thankfully now passed.

As anyone who has had the flu knows the best thing to do is rest, and believe me if sleeping were an Olympic sport I'd be a gold medal winner!

Prescription drugs have an amazing ability of fooling you into thinking you're a lot better than you actually are and so yesterday I made some biscuits for Aaron, which have been renamed Alien Nipples courtesy of my friend June, and some triple choc-chip cookies which I'll take to work with me tomorrow.

After all these years of cooking for one it's lovely to have someone to cook for, and work benefits as well as they get the left overs, however I definitely over did it yesterday as I feel exhausted today so I am going to rest up for the remainder of the weekend as it's back to work tomorrow.

If only this damn cough would clear up I'd be happy as my barking is worse than the dogs at the moment!

The Alien Nipple cookies

Triple choc-chip

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Pretty Ones

So another weekend has passed me by and it's back to work tomorrow. Why do the hours between 5pm Friday and 5pm Sunday seem to go faster than the rest of the week...?

Yesterday morning I went to a funeral, which is never a fun thing to do but it's even harder when the person is only 43! Funerals are such strange things as the sombre mood is always contrasted with people playing catch-up with each other; lets face it, once you reach a certain age there are people that you only seem to run into at weddings or funerals.

After the funeral I was supposed to be helping Danielle pack but it was too hot and I couldn't be bothered so I offered moral support instead (in other words I sat on the lounge and watched instead of getting off my backside and helping)!

Last night I narrowly escaped being dragged along to the Monster Truck Championship, although we did check out the firework display, which was pretty cool. My friends would know that the words Carolyn and Monster Truck are not often used in the same sentence so when Aaron asked me if I'd go with him I did actually say yes, while mentally screaming noooooooooooooooo! Thankfully by the time I got home from my brothers he had another option for me... to meet his mother. I have to admit it was a toss up but in the end I went with meeting his mother over going to the Monster Trucks!

I have no idea why I've been putting it off because we got on fine (she thought I was posh, which will amuse those that know me, and said I am the best cook she's ever come across - I like the woman already). In fact we got on so well that our dinner plans were ruined as we were too busy chatting and time got away from us, but hey, that's what Macca's is for right.

And before anyone asks just because I have met Aaron's mother does not mean he is going to meet mine any time soon; either of them for that matter!

The glorious weather of the past few days will please my fur-child Sandy as she gets more walks when it's sunny and she loves going to the nearby lake to chase the seagulls and meet other pooches.

I haven't posted any pics of the fur-kids lately so here's some shots of my pretty ones:

Scoping the landscape...

Sandy girl enjoying the view

Posing for her Mama

Fat Ella having a love affair with my boots

Female's and shoes - definitely a girl thing!

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Careless Memories

I love the internet! I love wasting time, when I have it to waste, amusing myself with useless videos on youtube or reading random blogs here at Blogspot. Not everything I do on the net is a total waste of time though as I've recently been in contact with friends from my school days via Facebook.

Last night I met up with 2 of those friends and we had a brilliant night! When you haven't seen someone for so long you start to panic beforehand - what will we talk about?, will I even recognise them?... Thankfully the conversation flowed all night - as did the wine, but that's another story - and we even paid a visit to a club we used to go to all the time - only to discover it has been boarded up and graffiti'd over!

Caz and Kel - circa 1984

Carolyn and Kelly 13 September 2008

Hels & Scott - circa 1987

Scott - 13 September 2008

It's really lovely to catch up with people who form such a large part of your childhood memories and find that you still have things in common and I can't wait for our next evening out. Of course some things never change as I told my Mother I must have had 'food poisoning' when she asked me this morning why I wasn't well - 39 years of age and still refusing to admit to drinking too much the night before!

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Box Full O' Honey

Last Sunday was Fathers Day. I was invited to my brother Noel's place - the plan was to help Noel and Danielle pack in the morning, as they are moving in 4 weeks time - and then our Dad was coming over for lunch.

I was wondering beforehand how stressful the day was going to be, every day without Belle is a difficult one but on a special occasion like Fathers Day it must be even worse for Noel and Danielle to have one of their children 'missing', but to their credit they seemed to do okay (at least while we were around).

Of course having Madeleine and Mason around makes all the difference as they are 2 absolutely delightful children, and yes I am biased because I am their Aunty but that doesn't mean what I'm saying isn't true!

Maddy made a gorgeous card for her Dad (and Grandad) while Mason either drooled on or screwed up the card Danielle was trying to make for Noel - he just refused to let her trace around his hand! There was also a few light-hearted moments, particularly when Maddy dropped a rather large box on her fathers leg and then giggled when he yelped with pain - of course he recovered quickly when he realised it was a Wii fitness - a pretty sweet Fathers Day present!

Mason and Noel reading Maddy's card

As I am taller than Danielle she asked me to clear out the top shelves of the wardrobes in 2 of the bedrooms, which I did by putting everything on the bedroom floor to be sorted through, but once my Dad arrived any chance of packing went out the window - which basically means all I did was make a mess!! Not sure I'll be asked to help out again!

Despite my earlier concerns we had a good day, as best as possible under the circumstances and the Wii fitness that Noel was given for Fathers Day was a hit with Maddy as well so I suspect there's now going to be some rivalry between the two of them!

Maddy, Mason and Noel

Friday, September 5, 2008

Can You Deal With It

This is one of those emails that gets forwarded every now and again and it always amuses me!

Men's Rules

Women, learn to work the toilet seat. You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down. We need it up, you need it down. You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.

Birthdays, Valentines, and Anniversaries are not considered by us to be opportunities to see if we can find the perfect present again!

Sometimes we are not thinking about you. Live with it.

Sunday = sports. It's like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be.

Don't cut your hair. Ever. Long hair is always more attractive than short hair. One of the big reasons guys fear getting married is that married women always cut their hair, and by then you're stuck with her.

Ask for what you want. Subtle hints do not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work! Just say it!

We don't remember dates. . . .Period!!

Most guys own three pairs of shoes - tops. What makes you think we'd be any good at choosing which pair, out of thirty, would look good with your dress?

Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.

Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.

A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem. See a doctor.

Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 days.

If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't expect us to act like soap opera guys.

If you think you're fat, you probably are. Don't ask us. We've been tricked before!!

If something we said can be interpreted two ways, and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.

Let us ogle. We are going to look anyway; it's genetic.

You can either ask us to do something or tell us how you want it done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.

Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during commercials.

Christopher Columbus did not need directions, and neither do we.

The relationship is never going to be like it was the first two months we were going out. Get over it. And quit whining to your girlfriends.

ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not a color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.

If it itches, it will be scratched. We do that.

We are not mind readers and we never will be. Our lack of mind-reading ability is not proof of how little we care about you.

If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing", we will act like nothing's wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.

If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, expect an answer you don't want to hear.

Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as navel lint, the shotgun formation, or monster trucks.

Foreign films are best left to foreigners. (Unless it's Bruce Lee or some war flick where it doesn't really matter what they're saying anyway.)

BEER is as exciting for us as handbags are for you.

Thank you for reading this; Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight, but did you know, it's like camping.

The Real Definition of Words When Used By Women

  1. Fine - I am right. This argument is over. You need to shut up.

  2. That's Okay - One of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. "That's okay" means she wants to think hard and long before deciding when and how you'll pay for your mistake.

  3. Nothing - The calm before the storm. This means "Something" and you better be on your toes. Note: Arguments that start with "Nothing" usually end with "Fine" (See #1).

  4. Five Minutes - If getting dress, this means half an hour. (Don't be mad about this. It's the same definition for you when it's your turn to do some chores around the house.

  5. Thanks - A woman is thanking you. Do not question this or faint. Just say, "You're welcome," and let it go.

  6. Loud Sigh - Not actually a word but rather a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. It means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is standing here wasting her time arguing with you about "Nothing." (See #3)

  7. Go Ahead - This is a dare, not permission. (Don't Do It!)

  8. Don't worry about it, I got it - The second most dangerous statement a woman can make. It means that a woman has asked a man several times to do something and is now doing it herself. (This will result in you asking at a later date, "What's wrong?" For the woman's response, see #3.)

Tuesday, September 2, 2008


In the past whenever I've lamented being single my married friends have made comments about how lucky I am. I've always been comfortable with my own company and loneliness has never been an issue for me so I came to view my singledom as a good thing - freedom to go wherever I want whenever I want, no one to complain about what I spend my money on, no arguing over the remote...

What I had forgotten are all the nice moments in the beginning of a relationship:

Having butterflies in your stomach,

Walking around with a stupid grin on your face for no apparent reason,

Being told you're beautiful,

Waking up in the middle of the night and not being alone,

Getting to know each other and there's no awkward silences,

Realising how beautifully unsettling everything truly is!

For Aaron, who my friends still keep calling Mickey!