Saturday, February 14, 2009

Hardening Up

On Thursday I saw one of our regulars get out of the car and thought "Oh God, I DO hope she doesn't bring that bloody noisy little dog in with her today". It had been a frantic, loud morning and the last thing I felt like dealing with were other patients complaining. It's hardly healthy standards to have an aminal inside the medical centre, but it never seems to stop this lady, she must feel that everyone loves her pooch as much as she does.

How dreadful do you think I felt when she came out of the doctor's office looking miserable, then burst into tears, telling me she'd had to have her 'baby' put down just before Christmas? Poor lady.

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On the phone to Dan the other night:

Me: "I should probably blog again."

Him: "Yes you should."

Me: "But about what?"

Him: "About how great I am lol."

Me: "Yeah, but I try to keep my blog as factual as possible."


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To those in the northern hemisphere: It may give you some comfort to read that last night I went to catch up with some old friends of mine. Well not that part, but the fact that I was wearing a hat, scarf and gloves because it was so damn cold! I even went to bed wearing winter pjs. In FEBRUARY! Pah. That'll teach me for harping on about how much I thought I was going to melt in the heat recently.

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And to finish off, I wish you a very happy Valentines Day. I hope you all have/had a wonderful day with your loved ones. I don't particularly believe in Valentines Day, I know some of you know this about me...I feel there should be no one day of the year that we concentrate on, to show our feelings to those we share our hearts with.

I'd also like to go on record as saying, that despite what I wrote above, not only is Dan great, but behind closed doors he is positively magnificent! So, for you my darling, I send an extra special dose of kisses (and gropes) to the South Island *smooch*
Sunday, February 08, 2009

Still Breathing

Am feeling very dissatisfied with life in general at moment. Can't seem to make any major decisions about where I want to be in my working career, or even where I want to live. I have far too many options available to me. I guess that's better than having no options at all.

The boys are doing well. Ryan's leg is getting better and better as you'd expect, and he's now working for his father. Not entirely sure WHAT he's doing there, but happier that he's not at service station any longer. He went into town yesterday for the first time, independently, no crutches...came home limping and looking grumpily frustrated. To be expected. BABY STEPS DAMN IT! They always think they know better.

Cameron and two mates are spending weekends looking at houses to rent (in between sleeping and socialising). Obviously we all knew it was going to happen, and have been preparing myself for void for 19 years now. Regardless of mental and emotional preparation, can still see self weeping uncontrollably and clinging on day he finally leaves *sigh*

Dan has been and gone from Wellington. He has also now found himself some new digs to move into in a couple of weeks time. This last 'visit' would have been the longest we've been together straight...over 2 weeks...couple of hiccups, nothing major. I had rather stunning meltdown on morning of our departure from Christchurch. Yay me. No such cheering from Dan at time...very calm, slowly opened slammed-in-face-door, walked away. Made me feel like idiot. I was. (Incidentally, superb bedroom door...slammed beautifully.) Still love the man like crazy. Very grateful he still loves me.

You may have noticed I've changed my profile picture (kinda looks squashed, whatever). This is due to a co-worker who had trouble finding me on Facebook because of my previous photo...apparently I looked 15 years old. Those who know me in person, and of course on here, are well aware that I am certainly not a teenager. Sure, I may act like one occasionally, but no. (Am hoping new pic age is around 25.)