Chatting to people lately I have heard some pretty funny man stories, so today I thought I would share them.
Story one.
Wife has gone away for a short trip(weekend) leaving husband and kids at home not an hour into her journey she gets a phone call from husband asking how to use the WASHING MACHINE.
Story two.
Wife has gone out for just a few hours only to get a phone call on what to feed the children.
Story 3.
Wife goes away for a weekend only to have husband call her every few hours about something little.
There are millions of these kind of stories out there someone should write a book about them but they would all be the same, man unable to cope for a short amount of time of something that a woman does day in and day out. Is it a sad sign of the times that men are going backwards not forwards in learning these things for themselves?
One of those stories are mine it really happened I was stunned.
I have heard stories of a man who works coming home and asking his wife who is a stay at home mum what she has done all day because the house is a mess. That seriously is a stupid question for a man to ask if you have kids guess what she has been doing all day. Being a stay at home mum doesn't mean she has become your maid, it means she is staying home to look after the children, yes some housework is required but not all of it.
I have known woman to go on strike after such a question has been asked. And when their husbands ask where their clean clothes are are answered with "well you know what I do all day, well today I didn't do it" just to get the point across.(yes I have done this before as well and he only ever asked that once after that).
Share a "man" story with me.
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
A trip to the movies
Went and saw the Avengers today thought it would be crap but it wasn't to bad. Heaps of action a couple of good looking blokes and all in 3D(that's the version we picked). Husband and I took child 1 to see it let her have half a day to do so. Movie was suppose to start at 12:30pm but ended up starting at 1 pm and we ended up running late to pick up child 2 and 3.
It's a good thing my sister in law was able to grab them for us because we didn't get home until 20 to 4 :O.
Now we have to allow a day to take the younger two to go and see the lorax because they are rather annoyed at us.
It's a good thing my sister in law was able to grab them for us because we didn't get home until 20 to 4 :O.
Now we have to allow a day to take the younger two to go and see the lorax because they are rather annoyed at us.
Monday, April 30, 2012
Bullying
Today I read a heartbreaking story about a young boy who for the last two years has been bullied at school because of his weight, he had had enough and decided to post on facebook a post about it naming and shaming his tormentor. He didn't sink to levels of name calling just asked why people joined in with this other young boy and did they realise they damage they were doing.
It was just heartbreaking and it took me back to the years that I was bullied as a child from the time I started school to the time I finished. Every one use to tell me that I would look back on my school years as the best times of my life I thought that was stupid then and I still think that it's stupid today. Seriously what a dumb assed thing to say to someone who is being bullied every day at school. School wasn't the best years of my life school was hell on earth, at the first high school I went to the school was trying so hard to hide what was happening in it's school that they outright denied that I was being bullied. They told me I needed witnesses and was denying there was a problem within the school all while telling my mum I really needed to see a councillor(jumped an 8 month waiting list their concerns were so great). By the time I had reached year 9 I was called everything from dog to whore. I had had everything thrown at me from erasers to staplers(yes staplers) across the class room. The one time at that school that I stood up for myself I was told by the teacher to sit down and be quiet, mind you she had been watching what was happening and did NOTHING to stop it. So I told the teacher to go fuck herself and gave her a right mouthful as well. That afternoon I went home and told mum I was never returning to that school. I never did.
At the next school same sort of stuff happened and I just learnt to ignore it or started to stand up for myself and getting into trouble. But I refused to allow those bullies to force me out of school. I had the right to an education just like the rest of them and I got it. I finished year 12 and called it a day on school(for then anyway).
And now it seems school still aren't able to stop bullying in extremes, The internet is making it worse with the now ablitity for cyber bullying and parents aren't aware until it's to late their children have committed suicide. Or attacked their attacker.
The young man at the I was talking about has taken a non violent stance and has proven that he is a strong young man it takes more strength to combat this the way he has than to sink to the lowest level of violence. So to the young man in question stand tall hold your head high and under stand that school is such a sort time in your life and you will go on to bigger and better things and when you get to my age(*cough* that made me sound old) you will look back and think school was hell but I made it through I am stronger than they were and I am successful today I am way better than they think I was.
It was just heartbreaking and it took me back to the years that I was bullied as a child from the time I started school to the time I finished. Every one use to tell me that I would look back on my school years as the best times of my life I thought that was stupid then and I still think that it's stupid today. Seriously what a dumb assed thing to say to someone who is being bullied every day at school. School wasn't the best years of my life school was hell on earth, at the first high school I went to the school was trying so hard to hide what was happening in it's school that they outright denied that I was being bullied. They told me I needed witnesses and was denying there was a problem within the school all while telling my mum I really needed to see a councillor(jumped an 8 month waiting list their concerns were so great). By the time I had reached year 9 I was called everything from dog to whore. I had had everything thrown at me from erasers to staplers(yes staplers) across the class room. The one time at that school that I stood up for myself I was told by the teacher to sit down and be quiet, mind you she had been watching what was happening and did NOTHING to stop it. So I told the teacher to go fuck herself and gave her a right mouthful as well. That afternoon I went home and told mum I was never returning to that school. I never did.
At the next school same sort of stuff happened and I just learnt to ignore it or started to stand up for myself and getting into trouble. But I refused to allow those bullies to force me out of school. I had the right to an education just like the rest of them and I got it. I finished year 12 and called it a day on school(for then anyway).
And now it seems school still aren't able to stop bullying in extremes, The internet is making it worse with the now ablitity for cyber bullying and parents aren't aware until it's to late their children have committed suicide. Or attacked their attacker.
The young man at the I was talking about has taken a non violent stance and has proven that he is a strong young man it takes more strength to combat this the way he has than to sink to the lowest level of violence. So to the young man in question stand tall hold your head high and under stand that school is such a sort time in your life and you will go on to bigger and better things and when you get to my age(*cough* that made me sound old) you will look back and think school was hell but I made it through I am stronger than they were and I am successful today I am way better than they think I was.
Sunday, April 29, 2012
I am all better and the kids are back at school.
I am all better today was a bout of gastro(yuck) Husband ended up coming home early and I went to bed to sleep it out.
Today school is back after 2 weeks of school holidays(YAY) the last few days of the holidays are the toughest, the kids know that school is going back soon and are trying to drag the days out longer than normal and wanting to shove more into their day, Can we go here, Can we do this, What about this, MUM was all I heard for about 5 days. Or my Favourite one school hasn't started back yet so we get to stay up late. Umm nope you don't you get to go to bed when I say so.
Over all I have great kids they love me and I love them, Child2 tells me he is never leaving home and is going to live with me forever <3. Little does he know that I once said the same thing to my mum. HAHAHAHAHAHA.
Today school is back after 2 weeks of school holidays(YAY) the last few days of the holidays are the toughest, the kids know that school is going back soon and are trying to drag the days out longer than normal and wanting to shove more into their day, Can we go here, Can we do this, What about this, MUM was all I heard for about 5 days. Or my Favourite one school hasn't started back yet so we get to stay up late. Umm nope you don't you get to go to bed when I say so.
Over all I have great kids they love me and I love them, Child2 tells me he is never leaving home and is going to live with me forever <3. Little does he know that I once said the same thing to my mum. HAHAHAHAHAHA.
Saturday, April 28, 2012
The sick wife.
Today I am sick, I was awake when husband went into work this morning and I was sick then. He was unable to stay home and help out today because they are already short staffed at work and being mid level boss they need him in.
But then he calls up with a bright idea I should go to the Local walk in clinic where you give your name sit on your backside and WAIT and WAIT and WAIT and WAIT(ok you get the point) it takes a long time to see a DR and I have the kids with me. And I know my kids they would get bored with in 5 minutes of being there. Really all I think I have is gasrto I have done nothing but vomit on and off all night long.
Here is hoping I get well soon today was suppose to be housework day but I am not doing anything this bloody sick.
But then he calls up with a bright idea I should go to the Local walk in clinic where you give your name sit on your backside and WAIT and WAIT and WAIT and WAIT(ok you get the point) it takes a long time to see a DR and I have the kids with me. And I know my kids they would get bored with in 5 minutes of being there. Really all I think I have is gasrto I have done nothing but vomit on and off all night long.
Here is hoping I get well soon today was suppose to be housework day but I am not doing anything this bloody sick.
Friday, April 27, 2012
I am going to try to get in to UNI :O
It's so scary, earlier this week I was helping out my sister in law with an assignment and was enjoying it. Unbeknownst to me my sister in law decided to start an enrolment application for me at her UNI at the moment I am trying to get into a tertiary preparation course then will go on to apply for UNI.
It's so scary what if I fail? I hope I get in because further study is something that I have wanted to do for a while now. I finished year 12 and did a Vocational Education Training Cert as well but I haven't done any study in a long long time.
Here is hoping that I get in.
It's so scary what if I fail? I hope I get in because further study is something that I have wanted to do for a while now. I finished year 12 and did a Vocational Education Training Cert as well but I haven't done any study in a long long time.
Here is hoping that I get in.
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Musings
I realise not many people are reading my blogs and I am sure to most of you it's as boring as batshit but it helps me find a centre in my life by putting things down on "paper". I am sure a diary would be more useful and less people will see it(well really no one but me) but that is as boring as hell and I have been there and done the whole diary thing and to be honest re reading my diaries from 15+ years ago depresses the hell out of me.
They weren't happy times in my life I was bullied through out my school years and this made life hell, actually it made life unbearable to the point I wanted to end it all. And I tried numerous times to work up the courage to end it all with one real attempt. A whole heap of panadol and a overnight stay in a mental health facility. I look back on my diaries and see the pain and hurt and anger that I was and wonder how in the hell I am lucky enough to have ended up as I have. Happy, Healthy a wonderful marriage with a loving husband and 3 beautiful children(who on occasion are feral like most children). And I realise that it was hard bloody work. You can't pick yourself up out of the black abyss by not doing the hard work, you have to realise that you are worth something and it takes a lot to convince yourself after being put down for so long that you are worth something. You have to love yourself and I don't mean as in love yourself like you think your it and a bit. I mean the true loving yourself being happy with who you are and how you are mentally, physically and emotionally. And this takes work. You have to find the real you the one you have hidden from yourself and the world for so long that you have forgotten who the hell that person is.
To pull back from the point of wanting to end it all is a hard struggle you find that there are days where you wonder why you failed, there are days where you wonder why you were left here why didn't it work. Then all of a sudden things start making sense things start happening in your life where you start to see why you you didn't succeed in the attempt you made you are slowing clawing your way out of the black abyss that has dragged you down. You finally start to realise that people do care and you are important and people would be sad if you left them, that people love you and it's ok to love yourself.
No one can take these hard steps for you, you have to take them yourself seeking help and asking people for help are NOT signs of weakness they are a sign that you have been strong for way to long and need a little help. Everyone needs a little help now and then and it's nothing to be ashamed of.
For anyone reading this and is feeling suicidal please call (if in Australia or your relevent countries number please just google it)
http://www.lifeline.org.au/
or
http://www.beyondblue.org.au/index.aspx?
These places are very good starting points on working your way out of the black abyss family and friends are another great port of call, Trust me there are people out there who care about you even if it's just me.
They weren't happy times in my life I was bullied through out my school years and this made life hell, actually it made life unbearable to the point I wanted to end it all. And I tried numerous times to work up the courage to end it all with one real attempt. A whole heap of panadol and a overnight stay in a mental health facility. I look back on my diaries and see the pain and hurt and anger that I was and wonder how in the hell I am lucky enough to have ended up as I have. Happy, Healthy a wonderful marriage with a loving husband and 3 beautiful children(who on occasion are feral like most children). And I realise that it was hard bloody work. You can't pick yourself up out of the black abyss by not doing the hard work, you have to realise that you are worth something and it takes a lot to convince yourself after being put down for so long that you are worth something. You have to love yourself and I don't mean as in love yourself like you think your it and a bit. I mean the true loving yourself being happy with who you are and how you are mentally, physically and emotionally. And this takes work. You have to find the real you the one you have hidden from yourself and the world for so long that you have forgotten who the hell that person is.
To pull back from the point of wanting to end it all is a hard struggle you find that there are days where you wonder why you failed, there are days where you wonder why you were left here why didn't it work. Then all of a sudden things start making sense things start happening in your life where you start to see why you you didn't succeed in the attempt you made you are slowing clawing your way out of the black abyss that has dragged you down. You finally start to realise that people do care and you are important and people would be sad if you left them, that people love you and it's ok to love yourself.
No one can take these hard steps for you, you have to take them yourself seeking help and asking people for help are NOT signs of weakness they are a sign that you have been strong for way to long and need a little help. Everyone needs a little help now and then and it's nothing to be ashamed of.
For anyone reading this and is feeling suicidal please call (if in Australia or your relevent countries number please just google it)
http://www.lifeline.org.au/
or
http://www.beyondblue.org.au/index.aspx?
These places are very good starting points on working your way out of the black abyss family and friends are another great port of call, Trust me there are people out there who care about you even if it's just me.
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