Diary – Feb 19th to 25th
This week has been about three things…
1. Squeezing the little man and coping quite surprisingly
2. Study, study, professional discussion, exam, study, class and more study
3. Confusion in the ranks
I got to meet George! And he is wonderful. He was sick on me which I think is a sign that he loves me already. Plus he fell asleep on me for hours which I also see as a sign that I have a naturally calming maternal instinct. Ha ha. It wasn’t as hard as I thought it was going to be. I didn’t look at their little family unit and feel bitterness; just a little sigh.
This week has also been filled with exams, classes and portfolios. I am slowly working my way to completing my qualifications. I have enjoyed the renewed learning. I might have to find something else to occupy my mind when I am done. I am open to suggestions of something new. I don’t usually like new but I don’t care this year. I need to push myself and keep my mind from sadder times.
On a strange note, the first guy I ever loved broke my heart this week; or rather it got chipped but it was no one’s fault. I will always love this guy. I can’t help it. Up until I die he will always hold a piece of my heart. This week his girlfriend gave birth to a little boy and I felt oddly devastated. Part of me knows it hurts because I love him and the other part knows I am just reacting to someone else having a baby when I can’t. I send them love and best wishes in buckets as I feel awful for my feelings. It’s not their fault, after all, that I am a confused bag of silly emotions and malfunctioning body parts. I will be happy one day even if it feels like I am waiting forever for it.
Next week… I hope to be surprised. It’s been a while.
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Friday, 26 February 2010
Tuesday, 23 February 2010
Diary - February 12th to 18th 2010
Diary – Feb 12th to 18th
This week has been about three things…
1. Finding blue people strangely attractive
2. A family do and the memories it conjured
3. The library and its Revelations
We went to see Avatar for Valentine’s Day. Well, actually we went on Friday the 12th as I had booked a day off but the romance was there hidden in the cheesy nachos and the giant sized Pepsi Max. The film was amazing. It took me a while to get used to the 3D glasses but once my seasickness had disappeared I was in awe. Sam Worthington, while not instantly heartthrob material, was interesting and well worth the watch. His character portrayal was real and three dimensional (ha ha) even when he was a blue alien with a long tail and tiny loin cloth. What struck me about the film was that, despite the science and the destruction of the planet, it was actually very romantic. Well done Mr Cameron… again.
I spent some time in the library this week. I had my laptop out with its fast decreasing battery, my Creative Zen whispering The Fray in my ears and my chosen books surrounding me. I am currently working on a project about Angels. Hence, I was surrounded with Bibles, books about Saints and even a Guide to Channelling your hidden Guardian. I got some funny looks but at least I was able to stop myself from reading out loud from Revelations. I am pleased to note that my knowledge of The Seals is no longer limited to the time I spend watching Supernatural.
There was also a family do. My Uncle’s something birthday. There were nibbles and music, random people who looked vaguely familiar from shindigs past and music from the 50s which always comes hand in hand with these types of occasions. It was fun. We all swapped tattoo stories, my mother got giddy and we sang a little.
“Keep your mind on your driving, keep your hands on the wheel,
and keep your beady eyes on the road ahead. Cos we’re having fun,
sitting in the back seat, kissing and a hugging with Fred.”
“Oh Freddie!”
Next week… I finally get to see George!
This week has been about three things…
1. Finding blue people strangely attractive
2. A family do and the memories it conjured
3. The library and its Revelations
We went to see Avatar for Valentine’s Day. Well, actually we went on Friday the 12th as I had booked a day off but the romance was there hidden in the cheesy nachos and the giant sized Pepsi Max. The film was amazing. It took me a while to get used to the 3D glasses but once my seasickness had disappeared I was in awe. Sam Worthington, while not instantly heartthrob material, was interesting and well worth the watch. His character portrayal was real and three dimensional (ha ha) even when he was a blue alien with a long tail and tiny loin cloth. What struck me about the film was that, despite the science and the destruction of the planet, it was actually very romantic. Well done Mr Cameron… again.
I spent some time in the library this week. I had my laptop out with its fast decreasing battery, my Creative Zen whispering The Fray in my ears and my chosen books surrounding me. I am currently working on a project about Angels. Hence, I was surrounded with Bibles, books about Saints and even a Guide to Channelling your hidden Guardian. I got some funny looks but at least I was able to stop myself from reading out loud from Revelations. I am pleased to note that my knowledge of The Seals is no longer limited to the time I spend watching Supernatural.
There was also a family do. My Uncle’s something birthday. There were nibbles and music, random people who looked vaguely familiar from shindigs past and music from the 50s which always comes hand in hand with these types of occasions. It was fun. We all swapped tattoo stories, my mother got giddy and we sang a little.
“Keep your mind on your driving, keep your hands on the wheel,
and keep your beady eyes on the road ahead. Cos we’re having fun,
sitting in the back seat, kissing and a hugging with Fred.”
“Oh Freddie!”
Next week… I finally get to see George!
Monday, 8 February 2010
Diary - January 29th to February 4th 2010
Diary – Jan 29th to Feb 4th
This week has been about three things…
1. In laws and their flaws a plenty
2. An addition to the next generation
3. Scanning and ultimately committing plagiarism.
My friend Clare had her baby this week. He was a surprise and again surprised everyone by arriving on his due date. His name is George, he was 7lb 6oz and was born at 8am in the morning on the 3rd of February. Next it will be Rachel squeezing out her bundle but not for a few months yet although she is already huge. Twins perhaps? I now have to decide on a present for Little G though when you have nothing what do you buy for the boy who will have everything? Alas.
I have been committing plagiarism. I won’t go into the details but my place of work, ever and always too lazy to do any work of its own, has had me scanning in a document submitted by another workplace so that I can cut and paste. It tickles the incensed hairs of my conscience and my morals but as in their words ‘we pay you to do what we say’ I guess I can not refuse. But as I have clocked up enough years for Maternity Leave (even though it is looking unlikely I will even take advantage of it) I am willing to stay and grit my teeth.
The in laws have also been disappointing this week. To be honest I don’t really have an interest they can come and go as they please, or don’t as the case may be… but I hate to see how much it hurts my husband. The sadness in his eyes and the increasing realisation that they are always so willing to mess him about makes me want to scream and rant. Grrr. I love you Kieran.
Next week… I am going to finish my Paint by Numbers.
This week has been about three things…
1. In laws and their flaws a plenty
2. An addition to the next generation
3. Scanning and ultimately committing plagiarism.
My friend Clare had her baby this week. He was a surprise and again surprised everyone by arriving on his due date. His name is George, he was 7lb 6oz and was born at 8am in the morning on the 3rd of February. Next it will be Rachel squeezing out her bundle but not for a few months yet although she is already huge. Twins perhaps? I now have to decide on a present for Little G though when you have nothing what do you buy for the boy who will have everything? Alas.
I have been committing plagiarism. I won’t go into the details but my place of work, ever and always too lazy to do any work of its own, has had me scanning in a document submitted by another workplace so that I can cut and paste. It tickles the incensed hairs of my conscience and my morals but as in their words ‘we pay you to do what we say’ I guess I can not refuse. But as I have clocked up enough years for Maternity Leave (even though it is looking unlikely I will even take advantage of it) I am willing to stay and grit my teeth.
The in laws have also been disappointing this week. To be honest I don’t really have an interest they can come and go as they please, or don’t as the case may be… but I hate to see how much it hurts my husband. The sadness in his eyes and the increasing realisation that they are always so willing to mess him about makes me want to scream and rant. Grrr. I love you Kieran.
Next week… I am going to finish my Paint by Numbers.
Thursday, 4 February 2010
Musings - Welcome Peach
One of my closest friends gave birth on the 3rd of February to a healthy and beautiful baby boy. I haven’t seen him yet but I know he will be a peach just like his mum (or I guess a big rugby playing peach like his dad). His name is George.
While I can't wait to meet George I feel a little apprehensive about how I might feel. Selfish I know but I don’t want to always look at him and remember how heartbroken I felt. Neither do I want to do a Stacy special and be devoid of any emotion as I think both him and my friend deserve more than that.
This will be my ultimate test. I will have to put three years of longing and disappointment and heartbreak into my hypothetical box and store it in the pocket of my heart. Someday, somewhere in my future I can only dream of being the mother of a new born and sending out messages of arrival for my own little peach.
But I welcome George for I love him already.
While I can't wait to meet George I feel a little apprehensive about how I might feel. Selfish I know but I don’t want to always look at him and remember how heartbroken I felt. Neither do I want to do a Stacy special and be devoid of any emotion as I think both him and my friend deserve more than that.
This will be my ultimate test. I will have to put three years of longing and disappointment and heartbreak into my hypothetical box and store it in the pocket of my heart. Someday, somewhere in my future I can only dream of being the mother of a new born and sending out messages of arrival for my own little peach.
But I welcome George for I love him already.
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