Because I can ...

My ex-husband turned up at 8.30 on christmas morning, told the boys their mother and him had bought them a joint present but he couldn't be bothered bringing it up, so he'd left it on the street and told them to go get it. Neither of them had any idea. Ryan looked at the car and assumed his father had crashed his other one and that the present must've been in the boot (trunk) lol. As they walked down the driveway, Dad leaned over the balcony and said "Oh, you might want these too" and threw down the keys. We watched from above as it finally dawned....Cameron first...."Oh man, NO WAY!...That's AWESOME!"...Ryan was silent, still wondering what was going on, and where was the present? (oh dear poor child lol). So yeah, we got them a car for christmas. Obviously on my budget it's not brand new. In fact I think it may be around 1993...a Mitsubishi Lancer, in great condition, mag wheels, white (bleech), and only a 1.5 litre, so nothing too powerfu

( Edit: 24 December: At 5am this morning, this is the sound that woke me up. *thump, thump, thump, thump...."BLEEEEEEEEEECH!!* Yep, Ryan almost made it to the toilet...in fact he managed to get as far as the threshold...thus it was all down the door and across the floor instead...mind you, the next couple of chucks were directly into the toilet bowl. Poor baby. The biggest panic for me was that it was streaked with so much red...that was until I remembered him having a strawberry sundae last night after dinner, phew. Noooooooooo! Please! Not NOW!! Just thought I'd share that lol) This is nothing like the post I was planning to put up before Christmas, but with time running out and my head not being in a very settled writing mindset, it's the best I can come up with for now. Forgive me for being a tad on the blah side ok? *smile* The boys are still on their summer break (until the end of Jan at least), and so far they've not done anything too energetic around h

*settles in chair, takes deep breath* It's now Wednesday morning here in New Zealand, and I have so many thoughts and "to-do" lists crowding the inside of my head, it's a wonder my fingers are able to do anything other than write more lists....more lists, oh and let's not forget MORE FRIGGIN' LISTS! *sigh* I need them, I can't get through this time of year with any form of sanity without them. Lists ensuring I've included all I needed to for christmas presents, a list for what I'm required to put together food-wise to transport up to the coast for christmas day. Another list to make sure the boys and I have everything we need from home to take with us. A list of all my bloody lists. My brother, his fiancee and their 14 month old daughter arrive in New Zealand tonight at midnight...my 23 year old nephew is coming in on the same flight. My parents arrive in Wellington on Saturday. Did I tell you we're going to be basically camping out this ye

I was going to wait and post this next week, but seeing as I was feeling so chuffed with myself at 12.30 last night, the fact that I'm going away for the weekend again and I felt the need to post something before I take off.... I figured, why wait? lol My first attempt at this small movie was fun, and I do believe I buggered around with it so much, and have watched it so many times now, that I can see oh so many things about it I'd like to change. Typical. The first 3 photos in it you will definitely recognise ha ha. My apologies for the resolution on some of the photos. The one of Jaimee in my lap is not a resolution issue, merely a "Jaimee-wriggling-at-the-wrong-time" moment. lol Just a short compilation of pictures from the past 12 months. Starting with Anna's wedding in February, Barnaby Bear, orchard pics, my brother, sister, brother in law, father, and obviously plenty of my boys. The song is one of my all time favourite christmas tunes by the Eagles and the

Hello My Lovelies... I apologise for the lack of a new post. My absence has not been due to anything other than me being away for the weekend AND my cable modem dying. More fallout from the power surge a couple of weeks ago unfortunately. Needless to say, we were extremely happy to see our ISP technician turn up this morning with a new modem. Prior to that we were wandering around the house with blank faces, 'visiting' each other. That was rather cool. As is to be expected at this time of year, all is very busy trying to get organised. I've been shopping for the little kids I needed to buy for...Anna was my timekeeper, she basically kept slapping her hands together saying "That'll be good for so and so...cross that name off the list....moving right along now...who's next?". It's probably the fastest I've ever managed to get that part of my list done. I must remember to take her again with me next year lol. Cameron has bought himself a Ninte

Me to friend over the phone: "I've been really getting into The Cranberries lately." Friend enthusiastically: "Oh yeah! They're really good for bladder infections eh?" (After I erupted with laughter, she said "Don't put this on your blog ok?" yeah ok, whatever *snort*) **** On the phone to Cameron who was at an end of year exams party after realising he was supposed to take some alcohol: "So, shall I get you some beer? You don't like beer eh? Oh! How about some bubbly, would you prefer bubbly?" "No Mum, don't get wine....that would be problematic." ( Only Cameron...like mother, like son) **** 2 and a half year old Jaimee running towards me the minute I stepped foot in the door: "Aunty Lisa! LOOK!! " *Hiking up skirt* "I GOT KNICKERS !!" *big grin* (That's progress for you folks *sigh*) **** Doctor calling across restaurant: "Hey Lisa! You'll know. What was the name of the nightclub

There are many times when I am deliberately deaf to the goody-good's voice in my head. While that voice is saying "LISA! NO! *cough* Honestly doll, that's REALLY not a good idea." ...the rebel in me is trying to reason... "COME ON! It can't hurt to give it a go...how hard can it be?? You're such a pussy" Goody-good frowns, Rebel throws the first punch....all hell breaks loose, swearing, pulling hair, biting, scratching...and eventually both sides are left completely exhausted, panting in their respective corners. Nothing gets accomplished. Nil all. Let's take bungy jumping or rollercoaster adrenalin rushing stuff. See, both sides of my brain-fence shook hands in agreement about that YEARS ago. The only blood pumping scenario my body's going to be subjected to, will be happening between the sheets...or wherever...and it's not going to involve harnesses or perfectly good aeroplanes with parachutes. You'd be lucky to get me on a trampol

Thank you to those that have emailed me to check I'm doing ok. I really appreciate hearing from you, always do. And yes, I'm doing ok thank you...well, I will be anyway. My mood goes in 'waves', some days are better than others, and as time rocks on, things can only get better. It helps to keep that in mind...the urge to start yelling "When? WHEN WILL IT GET BETTER??!" could be an issue though lol. I'm finding it easier to keep busy and not think about it. You know the drill....emotional shut down, blocking out thoughts and feelings...you can count on me, I've always been good for that. I apologise for not answering the rest of my comments on the post below. I really just haven't felt up to it, but I certainly appreciate what you've all said and am truly humbled by your kind words and the support they give me. The lack of it from other parties here on the blogisphere can only be expected...yet the shock of reading my previous boyfriend