I have nothing much to add today. Except for the same old bullshit, which I'm sure no one wants to hear about anyway. Oh, fuck me, we have an open day at work this coming Monday for Adults Learners Week and I am about to snap someone in half! I'm not normally a violent person - but man I want to snap the fucksticks up! It's so god damned stressful, and it wasn't even my proposal, but now I'm fucking stuck with it! Argh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.. Yep, I'm swearing a shit load, cause, well I swear a lot in general, and cause I'm really fucking pissed off about it!
Anyhoo, I've just been hunting on YouTube for old 'highschool' songs, and while this is after my hard labor in high school, I fucking love this cover of Tainted Love by good ole Marilyn, so I had to share it!
Maybe offensive to others!
Our day the the Ekka..... 08/08/08
Well on Friday we braved the crowds at the Ekka.. Despite my reservations and not wanting to actually go at first, I ended up having a really, really good day.. I really enjoyed myself.. Kayne was really well behaved mostly, and only had a couple of mini meltdowns which was good.. Mum, Dad, Brendan and Kyle came with James, Kayne and I, so we had a really good day/afternoon. Firstly we headed off to Sideshow alley, which was great, but the most stressful. Kayne wanted to go on every ride, even the Insanity and all those sorts of ones, but handled being told No very well. He was able to go on a fair few rides though, and went on the Simulator, the Rocking Tugboat, The Haunted House ride, the Crazy Coaster, Clown House, Bumper Cars, and a few other kiddie rides.
After sideshow alley we headed over to the Animal Pavilion, Kayne really enjoyed looking at all the animals, like the cows, horses, dogs, poultry etc. We looked at every fucking animal there is.. It was as boring as bat shit, but Kayne and Kyle enjoyed it, and I was able to wonder around cause James was there running after Kayne the whole time. It was good having someone sharing the parenting with for once, it was nowhere near as stressful. We also looked around the International Food Stalls before going to the arena and watching the shows, which was interesting.
Then we braved the crowds in the Show bag pavilion to stock up on Ekka crap. Kayne had been saving up for a couple of months to get his show bags, so got the Ben 10 show bag, and the Ninja Turtles show bag, I also got him the mega show bag, and some cheap chocolate, lolly and chip bags. I got myself the Bertie Beetle bag, and the Extreme bag, which had an awesome new tongue bar and labret, which is awesome! WooHoo!
After that we had dinner at the pub, and went and watched the Monster Trucks, the beaut utes and the Motocross, Kayne went NUTS! He absolutely loved, loved, loved it!! Then the fireworks! So it was a great day/night. I'm so glad James came, we kinda looked a bit like a 'family'.. Well anyhoo, thought I'd share some photos!
'Tis the season...
July/August is always particularly hard for myself, for many reasons, but mostly because I lost my beautiful man at this time of year, and it is always a hard time to get through. Also because 'Tis the season for sickness and when Kayne gets sick he usually has a regression, and they can be really hard to get through. And this year is no different. Kayne and I have been unwell, and the sadness of this time of year has again been unyielding. For the last couple of days I have been really down, and I have had some AWESOME support from my friends (you know who you are!) I love you gals at PH, like nothing else!
But in true Shaw style, it is time to pull myself up by my bootstraps and carry on. I only allow myself to wallow for so long, and that time has expired for this year (until this time next year!). It is time for me to look forward, and be thankful for what I do have, a great family, the best friends in the world, and most importantly the most special little man on the face of this planet! I would put my life on the line for anyone of them, many times over!
Looking forward to going to the Ekka with Kayne (and the new man!) and hope that it's a really good day, albeit an expensive one. This post has been unusually soppy, and for that I am eternally sorry, but it does happen so very occasionally that I actually let people in to see my vulnerable side.. Do you all feel adequately special? LOL!
Again a big, big - HUGE kiss and cuddle to my wonderful friends on PH who are there for me in my worst hours, and help me pull myself through it. I love you guys.
And now for the memories;
Oh my, we look soooo young (we WERE young) I think we were about 20 or so in that picture!
My little PUNK ROCKER!! :) hehe..
You will have to excuse this being on it's side, but I have tried (and failed obviously) to try and edit it so it's the right way up and I have no fucking idea how to do it. So shit happens, you get the picture. LOL.. Tommy Lee move over here comes Kayne! LMAO
My new job!!
Well I started my new job this week running a Learning and Leisure Center for young adults who have a moderate to low intellectual and/or physical disability. This week has been pretty trying, as I've been working fairly long hours getting everything organised, the center hasn't had an actual director for some time now, so the workers have just been doing what they can with the help of other Support Coordinators from other services, so it's a bit of a mess. And of course I am coming into the job right at budget time, so there are budgets to be organised and submissions to be applied for etc, so that's a bit of a worry, and needs attention right away. But all in all, it's a much better atmosphere than CPU, and once the 'hump' is over and the office is back up and running better, and all the budgets and submissions are taken care of, I will be able to do a lot more hands on work as well, so that's awesome! It gets a bit mundane just doing the usual crap, and not being able to get in there on the front line so to speak. I am going to be organising a working bee for the workers and hopefully their family will help out also, to fix up the center a bit, it's somewhat run down, and could do with a coat of paint, some new posters etc, but we just don't get the funding to cover that sort of thing, so hoping the working bee will be met with enthusiasm.
Also I am house hunting. ARGH!!!!!!! I think I am just going to give up and live in a box. I have an appointment to see a house tomorrow at Logan, in a nice are, just up from the train station, which is really handy as I'd love to take the train to and from work if possible. I have got my application ready to go so that if I like the place I can just hand it in tomorrow. I've driven past, and while it's an older style home, it's nice and tidy and seems in good condition. So I'm hoping it's nice inside and I get it. It's 3 bedroom which is what I'd ideally like, even though we don't strictly need 3 bedrooms, nice big back yard etc. I so hope I get it..
Fucking hilarious...
LET BOGANS BE BOGANS
This fucking hilarious. I actually peed a little. LMFAO
Why won't anyone think of us fat goths??
This is the question isn't? ROFL
Now, I want to first start, that I don't believe in pigeon holing myself into certain categories. I am a bit of many things, a bit goth, a lot hippy, pretty crazy, punk, casual, girly (well not much - but some times! LOL). But the other night I tied Kayne to the clothesline and went out for the night with my sister in law. We went to see her brothers goth band in the city. Now I have been out of the goth scene for a while now, really since Matt was sick and I got pregnant with Kayne, so it has been about 5 years and a good 30kgs ago since I was in that scene.
Anyway, as I started to get ready to go, I manically rummaged through my wardrobe to find something suitable to wear, it was a fucking nightmare.. Obviously none of my old goth gear fit me, in fact half my fucking wardrobe didn't fit, but that's for another day. So, after a while I ended up squeezing into my jet black jeans, and a semi tight long sleeve tie up top that shows off my tits sufficiently well, and off I go.
So we get to the club, and fearing that I may just be the oldest and fattest person in the club, I suck my gut in and hope to Christ that the lack of lighting made me look 10 years younger (is that wishful thinking at it's best!). I look around and realise that while I may very well have been the oldest at the club, I was by no means the fattest. So it lead me to think, where is all the fatty goth gear? I can't find any at all.. And that's very disappointing. On behalf of all the fat goths out there, WE WANT SOME FUCKING COOL GOTH CLOTHES!
So I ask, Why won't someone think of the fat goths?
