I'm a fan of the Sex in the City Movie. Four independent, fabulous women living life the way they want to and having sex the way they want to. Inspiring! I too love the SATC movie although for most of it, our main heroine is broken, sad, hollow. At one point, she wonders if she'll ever laugh again. And her dear friend Miranda explains that she will. When someone really funny happens.
Yesterday someone really UNfunny happened. But I laughed.
Coparent and I have come up against some really big, dramatic moments in our lives. Some of them good and some of them devastating. We've agreed that one positive these experiences have given us is that we rarely 'sweat the small stuff' any longer. We're really quick to recognise that there are some things we can't control, and there are some things that while frustrating, aren't worth losing our mental facilities over. Yesterday was such a day.
I was in training all day yesterday. Coparent txt me to say please call but my phone battery was running low and through txts he assured me it wasn't urgent. I left at 2:30pm (can I say, I LUUURVE training!). At 2:45pm my car broke down on the motorway. Yes, in the MIDDLE lane. I slowly limped to the side with a truck helping to block traffic. God bless truckies.
My mobile was low in battery. I tried but the car wouldn't move safely while more trucks were whizzing past at over the 110km/hr speed limit. So I walked, along the freeway to the emergency phone thinking 'Ok, the plan is to NOT DIE'. After finding the phone off the hook and trying to figure out how to work it, I got on to someone who assured me they knew where I was and would send help. I trudged back to the car, then dutifully stood behind the guard rail, waiting for help.
I thought (on the off chance that I was about to be squished to death) that I should let Coparent know. I sent him a text: "Car has died. On the motorway. RACQ on the way. Am ok. Fuck".
Being the lovely coparent he is, he rang me immediately. I explained that my mobile battery was flat and he let slip that he was at home. At around 3pm. Odd. When I asked, it turned out that he'd had a car accident that morning and our other car wasn't drivable. There I was, standing on the side of the motorway, phone to my ear, laughing. And swearing. And laughing. Because the chances of two cars dying on the same day? Who does that happen to? Oh us. Of course.
This was quickly followed by my phone dying mid sentence.
Being towed back to where I'd started my journey from.
Having to wait around 2 hours before help arrived.
Becomming frustrated because by that time I knew it was just a tyre which I know how to change myself but also knew if I lifted the damn thing I'd end up in hospital.
Driving home at around 70km/hr on the motorway because I no longer trusted the car and pissing off EVERY driver behind me!
And in the end? None of it mattered. It was still UNfunny. And I still laughed.
I'm sorry you were in an accident Coparent. I'm so glad you weren't hurt. I'm peeved we're going to have to spend money on a new car, particularly as the driver that hit you was driving an unregistered vehicle.
But I thank you for helping me find my laugh.
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Friday, October 30, 2009
Thursday, October 22, 2009
They bring me flowers
Lately the boys have been so very sweet.
They bring me their artwork in chubby, proud, little hands.
They bring me cuddles and smoochy kisses. Usually with food-covered faces but always with big smiles.
And this week, they've brought me flowers. A sprig of Lavender (kindy), a Daisy (kindy), a Clover flower and a Dandelion. They don't recognise at the moment what is 'technically' a weed and in a gift from them, neither do I.
I think it's a habit they've picked up from their father, who also brought me flowers this week. Gerberas. Beautiful!!!
So thank you Coparent. Thank you Mr Smoochy and thank you Mr Cheeky. I'll take those flowers anytime. Be it pretty ones delivered to work with chocolates, or half-crushed-limp-from-palm-sweat weeds, I love them.
They bring me their artwork in chubby, proud, little hands.
They bring me cuddles and smoochy kisses. Usually with food-covered faces but always with big smiles.
And this week, they've brought me flowers. A sprig of Lavender (kindy), a Daisy (kindy), a Clover flower and a Dandelion. They don't recognise at the moment what is 'technically' a weed and in a gift from them, neither do I.
I think it's a habit they've picked up from their father, who also brought me flowers this week. Gerberas. Beautiful!!!
So thank you Coparent. Thank you Mr Smoochy and thank you Mr Cheeky. I'll take those flowers anytime. Be it pretty ones delivered to work with chocolates, or half-crushed-limp-from-palm-sweat weeds, I love them.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Blatant blog topic stealing
I have totally stolen this idea from my dear friend Damien. If you love a good blog read and don't mind your eyes feasting on the flesh of many naked men, head on over the Damien's blog 2 cents worth Down Under.
Anyway, my responses to the theft . . .
A - Age: I turn 37 in August. I seem to forget my age most of the time and only usually remember when I think of others around me aging! *no names!*
B - Bed size: Queen. And it's ALL mine!!
C - Chore you hate: Anything. Pretty hopeless these days - can't bend, can't lift.
D - Dog’s name: Misty. Awwwww.
E - Essential start to your day: Coffee. Sometimes several. I'm doing a unit of work with my students at the moment on drugs and alcohol and when covering addiction some of them proudly told me they can tell when I don't have one!
F - Favourite colour: Purple. But I tend to wear more blue.
G - Gold or Silver: Gold. Silver always looks cheap to me hehe.
H - Height: 193cm. True. And I've been this height since I was 13. I'm the woman you see sitting and think nothing unusual until I stand up. Then the jaws drop, the eyes go wide and I usually break the ice by telling a joke about being called Amazon Woman.
I - Instruments: Nothing. Nada. Although I have fallen over a guitar in class if that counts?
J- Job: Secondary School Teacher of kids with Special Needs. It's never dull.
K – Kids: Three. Planned for two. Tried for two. One son dragged another with him lol
L - Living arrangements: Suburban life. 3 kids, a dog, 2 fish and a coparent ;) *waves - Hi Coparent!*
M - Mum’s name: Mum, of course!
N - Nicknames: Amazon Woman. Wonder (high school reference to Wonder Woman), Bones.
O - Overnight hospital stay other than birth: Too many to list. Started with open heart surgery and went from there. Life is never dull. Apparently I'm in a medical journal somewhere as I was the first open heart surgery done in Australia that didn't involve cutting into the groin. Apparently it was cutting edge (hahahahaha, yeah, I meant that one) stuff.
P - Pet Peeve: People who lie.
Q - Quote from a movie: "Houstin, we have a problem". I also do an amusing rendition of Keanu Reeves with Mini-me. She says "Sweet" constantly and every time I follow it up with "Duuuude".
R – Robot or Human?: Human - the capacity to love is vital!
S - Siblings: Older sister. She is another amazing woman (blog post to follow about her!). She has always been a little second mum to me and continues to try to triumph over adversity.
T - Time you wake up: Usually around 6:30ish. Sometimes earlier if Mr Cheeky pays a visit to my bed. Thankfully his cuddles make up for the fact that he's a bigger bedhog than I am.
U- Underwear: What about it? Ok, Ok, I won't give a description but I love the new Tiger Print ones I bought!
V - Vegetable you dislike: Brussel Sprouts. Do they have any redeeming qualities??
W - Ways you run late: It's called having three children.
X - X-rays you’ve had: Chest, leg, arm, chest, chest, a few recently on my chest. lol
Y - Yummy food you make: Make? People make food? What a novel idea!
Z - Zoo favourite: The bear at Alma Park Zoo. Only because I then get to grin at Coparent yelling out 'Simply Brisbane's Best' with an odd lisp. It comes out as "Thimply Brithbunth Bethd'. One of those weird in-joke you develop with people you've known a looooong time.
Anyway, my responses to the theft . . .
A - Age: I turn 37 in August. I seem to forget my age most of the time and only usually remember when I think of others around me aging! *no names!*
B - Bed size: Queen. And it's ALL mine!!
C - Chore you hate: Anything. Pretty hopeless these days - can't bend, can't lift.
D - Dog’s name: Misty. Awwwww.
E - Essential start to your day: Coffee. Sometimes several. I'm doing a unit of work with my students at the moment on drugs and alcohol and when covering addiction some of them proudly told me they can tell when I don't have one!
F - Favourite colour: Purple. But I tend to wear more blue.
G - Gold or Silver: Gold. Silver always looks cheap to me hehe.
H - Height: 193cm. True. And I've been this height since I was 13. I'm the woman you see sitting and think nothing unusual until I stand up. Then the jaws drop, the eyes go wide and I usually break the ice by telling a joke about being called Amazon Woman.
I - Instruments: Nothing. Nada. Although I have fallen over a guitar in class if that counts?
J- Job: Secondary School Teacher of kids with Special Needs. It's never dull.
K – Kids: Three. Planned for two. Tried for two. One son dragged another with him lol
L - Living arrangements: Suburban life. 3 kids, a dog, 2 fish and a coparent ;) *waves - Hi Coparent!*
M - Mum’s name: Mum, of course!
N - Nicknames: Amazon Woman. Wonder (high school reference to Wonder Woman), Bones.
O - Overnight hospital stay other than birth: Too many to list. Started with open heart surgery and went from there. Life is never dull. Apparently I'm in a medical journal somewhere as I was the first open heart surgery done in Australia that didn't involve cutting into the groin. Apparently it was cutting edge (hahahahaha, yeah, I meant that one) stuff.
P - Pet Peeve: People who lie.
Q - Quote from a movie: "Houstin, we have a problem". I also do an amusing rendition of Keanu Reeves with Mini-me. She says "Sweet" constantly and every time I follow it up with "Duuuude".
R – Robot or Human?: Human - the capacity to love is vital!
S - Siblings: Older sister. She is another amazing woman (blog post to follow about her!). She has always been a little second mum to me and continues to try to triumph over adversity.
T - Time you wake up: Usually around 6:30ish. Sometimes earlier if Mr Cheeky pays a visit to my bed. Thankfully his cuddles make up for the fact that he's a bigger bedhog than I am.
U- Underwear: What about it? Ok, Ok, I won't give a description but I love the new Tiger Print ones I bought!
V - Vegetable you dislike: Brussel Sprouts. Do they have any redeeming qualities??
W - Ways you run late: It's called having three children.
X - X-rays you’ve had: Chest, leg, arm, chest, chest, a few recently on my chest. lol
Y - Yummy food you make: Make? People make food? What a novel idea!
Z - Zoo favourite: The bear at Alma Park Zoo. Only because I then get to grin at Coparent yelling out 'Simply Brisbane's Best' with an odd lisp. It comes out as "Thimply Brithbunth Bethd'. One of those weird in-joke you develop with people you've known a looooong time.
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