Two days ago my new Nephew was born! I'm smitten!! There is only one problem. My sister and I are used to raising girls. So everytime this new addition aims his wee, and he is a great aim, we are shocked! There is wee arching through the air constantly! He is incredible! I can't wait to babysit, I just hope I can duck in time at nappy change.

Mum and I took my daughter and sisters three daughters out to a buffet dinner. The food was yum. The kids were manic. The table beside us had a father and I guess his three daughters. They were all so polite, well behaved and contained. On our table, one child was eating fried rice with her fingers, another had seven little bowls of cakes lined up to be eaten, another was melting her icecream block in her hot chocolate and my daughter was eating a plate of lettus leaves... expensive lettus leaves might I add. Mum was alittle out of her dept. I just kept telling myself, "All things pass and so will this!" LOL. Madness and mayhem.

My friend V must be still to busy to talk to me. Going to visit another friend tomorrow. It's an hours drive up a beautiful mountain. Because it has been raining I will have to stop and take a photo of the two water falls on it. Cool. So it should be a good day.
 

I'm not doing to well at the moment. I have a very close friend, we talk on the phone ever day. Well lets just say, we did talk on the phone every day. Weeks ago I rang as usual and she said, "You've rang at a bad time, I have visitors, I'll ring back when I'm not busy." So I waited and waited and waited. I rang again last week. She was still busy. So I guess I'm going through friend withdrawals!

I wish I could move away from here. I can't imagine what it would be like to live near family again. If they are to busy you can tell them, "Too bad!" and bug the living crap out of them and they have to like you anyway. LOL.

I see my dad on Tuesday. I wonder if I will get a laptop. I should decline his offer anyway. I should buy it myself... and my neighboors can steel and sell it...ah crap, got to leave that behind me. Time to change the subject to something nice...na I'm depressed, nothing is nice. But I do have something totally gross!

I fed the dog in the dark the other night and there was this disgusting mouse standing at the back door. Right near the food. I was trying to decide whether to scream or not when the dog ate it, I seriously think he thought it was chicken. Sick!
 

Ok, so I kicked my babies out of the nest and figured I had kept my two In and Outs plus the only story I liked. With the poetry and other stories I wasn't sure I wanted to fix, left me with a ten file portfolio. Stupid me. Now I should have realised I had done something wrong because it's not often I get things right. Take this blog for instance, I left it because I thought it would be purged and my favourite story would be safe.

Murphey's Law has such a big part in my life, this site not excluded. So in tradition my favourite story and one of my In and Outs was purged. And yet it seems I still have a blog, is this possible?

Anyways, I purged the two files I would least wish to loose and stare angrily at my stupid old dum computer and stupid bill for computer I no longer have and think, if only...

When things get back on track and I have a computer that works all the time instead of, hardly ever, I will become a paid member.

Now I'm trying to fortify myself for the task of re writing the only story I've felt good about in six years. Even as I write this though, my mind is swirling with the possiblity of coming at that story at another direction, so maybe this has all been a good thing!

The question is, do I actually still have a blog? Or when I go to save this will some message come on screen saying, "ha ha, you can't blog, you broke fool!" Let's see shall we...Of course there is the possiblity my computer goes blank because a button is oh so hard to work on...
 

Well this really is my last Blog for the time being. I will re-new my membership after buying a computer and printer. When that will be? Who knows. I'm sick of paying off my computer that was stolen... ok so I won't write about that again. ITS GONE.

I wish Dad remembered he promised me a new computer...maybe a should remind him, anybody got a mallet? A rubber one of course!

So I've already deleted my portfolio down to ten items. Now I know what it's like to kick your babies out of the nest, and I couldn't even print the stuff out first! It's ok, I'll survive.

And so it is with such sweet sorrow that I say goodbye. Yep corny, I know.

I'LL BE BACK! *says in my best Arnold voice*
 

I got my second CNote today, this one was from Gypsyrose. She made my day. I literally had to drag the story, 'Her dream man,' out of me and was just glad I was able to complete it. I never expected to get such nice feed back from it. Whoo hoo! Floating on clouds right now. If only my computer would print! I really need to get a new computer...again.

I watched Heath Ledger in 'The Patriot,' this really was emotionally exhausting thing to do. Seeing his character die on the screen brought me to tears but also I couldn't help but notice what an awesome actor he really was! What a loss. Anyways, I will watch the other movies suggested and I've got to watch Ned Kelly again. Have I ever told all that Ned Kelly is on my family tree? Or rather, his grandmother is.

I love reading about our family history, so I really enjoyed reading Gypsyrose's poem, 'My place in the family chain,' Id#1367233.

School starts again this week, I'm at the stage where I'm kinda looking forward to establishing routine again. Got to get the housework done.
 

I'm planning on having a Heath Ledger Movie marathon this weekend. First I better buy a box of tissues! What a shock his death has been. This years hasn't started to well.
 

Well I was to move to a nice country seaside Village, but found out, houseing only house Aboriginals in this area. Dosn't matter if I want to live near my family. So I told my daughter we can't go.

The other day someone said we should still be able to move there because my daughter is part aboriginal. I laughed, I figured I would know if this was the case. But then she told me, my ex's mum's, mum was part aboriginal.

Hmmm, now I understand my daughters tight curly hair! LOL. I have no idea if this is true, or if it would make a difference. Now though I see my daughter differently...she may share the blood of those who once looked after this great land so well, I am kind of wrapped by the idea. Just as I love the idea of my ancester Martin Cody was given a seven year sentence as a convict here, and before two year were up he loved the place so much, he applied to have his wife and daughter brought to Australia.

His life was hardship in Ireland, to the point of being caught steeling sheep for food. The end of his life was a large family, much farm land and a creek that is still known as Cody Creek because he owned so much of the land the creek passed through. How cool is that.
 

I woke up this morning with a migraine, nice way to start the day. So I took a migraine tablet. An hour later I was very drowsy. I really didn't want to sleep the day away but I couldn't fight it any longer. And so I slept. When I woke up at 2pm I went in search for my enduring 11 year old daughter, I found her easily. Only she was surrounded by boxes! The loungeroom was full of boxes, dinningroom the same. All of them was packed so we can move to the country!

So our loungeroom and dinning room is just about packed, only I haven't made any arrangements to move! Guess I have no choice now, we are moving. Isn't my daughter wonderful?!?
 

I heard it on the grape vine, it was my neighbours who broke into my house and stole my things. I have to look at them every day and want to...Have to move! My friend V and her Mum went to the area I want to move to and now they are packing and moving to! This is so funny but good. Will see what happens.

Gave my bro my lawn mower to fix, instead he used it for parts and gave me Pop's. So I tried to mow my jungle today. Of course it wouldn't work so I can to get out my garden sissors again. I must look like the village idiot cutting away at that bloody green lawn. I wish the grass was greener on the other side of the fence!!!!!
 

I've been trying to read a couple of my stories in my portfolio. I really didn't like them at all. They are dull and lack emotion, or is that me? I really don't think I'll ever be able to write fiction again. I have so many story ideas but my sadness comes through them. Stupid sadness.

I was chatting to a man who is a Iradoligist, great how is that spelt? Anyway I was talking to him and wondering how much can he see about me. He dosn't take his eyes from yours the whole time. I kept wanting to blink, stop him from seeing to much. Ya I'm strange, but heck I'm also hungry! I'm cooking a Pork Roast, the smell is killing me!