tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59999962055165644662024-02-08T05:47:23.698-06:00Just a few thoughts before dinnerAnything and everything that occurs to me during the day.Janey Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-55938622983699915522007-10-27T20:19:00.000-05:002007-10-27T20:25:42.143-05:00Another note to the well meaning folks of my neighbourhoodDear folks<br />If your house is on the market, and people will be making appointments to come and look around, and if you want people to actually purchase your house, I have some words of wisdom.<br /><br />IF YOU HAVE A PARROT IN THE LAUNDRY ROOM PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE WARN PEOPLE IN THE AGENTS REMARKS!!!!!!!! Otherwise, your potential buyer will have a near heart attack and frankly, will be put off purchasing the place.<br /><br />I also suggest cleaning your carpets, not leaving dirty dishes in the sink, de cluttering your closets and putting childrens toys in an neat orderly manner. Small things that would make all the difference.<br /><br />So, yeah, I am house hunting. We only have 3 bedrooms, and I think we need 4. And, we don't have a study or a gameroom. So we need a new house. I am not sure hubby is so keen on this idea but since he's not here . . . just kidding - I am doing the ground work so we have some good ones to look at once he gets back. Thankfully he will be back soon - yippee.<br /><br />Right, well, now that that is all cleared up, a glass of wine I thinkJaney Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-27566085075940027422007-10-20T16:48:00.000-05:002007-10-20T16:55:55.678-05:00Right, well, we lost.<br />And, I would like to think that I am a big enough sport to say that they deserved it, but they really didn't. It was more what we didn't do than what they did. Bloody South Africa. At least out players are prettier and don't sport the horrific highlights that some of their players do. Really, and truly, world class rugby players have no business getting highlights. At least this afternoon did prove that England are not rubbish like everyone said they are, and that Bass Ale is wicked good and can improve an afternoon greatly. <br /><br />Its been a busy couple of weeks. My charity project at work is finally coming to an end and has been extremely successful. We are also thinking about moving. Its likely that we will have a family sometime in the future and our three bedroom house is just not big enough. There was a great foreclosure that I wanted but some bugger got in there before us. most unfair. But . . . i will keep on looking. Hubby might even get some input after he gets home! It also means selling the little house - sounds like a hassle. ick.<br /><br />Let's see. I'm so upset by the rugby that i am apparently unable to post anything else of substance. I'm just sitting here in my England shirt feeling sad. We do have a wine tasting party tonigth which should be a good deal of fun. These are usually fairly loud nights where the last ones standing are almost always the brits and australians. I really like australians - I think its a terrible shame that some of them don't like brits. But the ones who are willing to talk to me, I completely love. And, I could listen to them talk all day.<br /><br />enough of that. I think I need to do some laudryJaney Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-75878577148522761482007-10-07T15:15:00.000-05:002007-10-07T15:16:38.452-05:00And what else sucks is the white trash family over the street who allow their awful teenaged sons to play electic guitars loudly in the garage. They really should de camp back to the trailer park from which I am sure they came.Janey Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-1769319453150984972007-10-07T15:12:00.000-05:002007-10-07T15:15:42.687-05:00I think homecoming is going to be hard. <br />We are already arguing - about stupid stuff too. Mainly we can't agree on what we will do for all the various holiday celebrations. He wants to see his family and I want to see mine. Of course, this is nothing new for most families, but I still feel he is being selfish. I don't feel that his parents do anything for us - and then when we try to make them happy, they end up screwing everything up for everyone. I suppose I just don't see why my family should have to step back in order to accommodate his family.<br /><br />yeah. I know. it will get easier, hang in there and all that. But it sucks.Janey Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-27641176304479525172007-10-06T09:48:00.000-05:002007-10-06T09:53:42.659-05:00Well, England has performed a miracle and beater Australia to reach the semi finals of the Rugby World Cup. This really is a miracle to anyone who saw the frankly shocking performance made against South Africa in the pool stages. rock on England<br /><br /><br />In anticipation of the likely soon return of the hubby-love, I have been attempting to improve my cooking skills. So last night I backed a fairly simple pound cake and then made a chocolate/whiskey drizzle to go over the top. Now, I don't like to float my own boat too much, but that stuff was GOOD!!!! It was random too - I just shoved together a bunch of stuff that sounded like it might taste good together. I think I might try another one next friday night and see if there is secretly a cooking genious hidden inside me.<br />It doesn actually make me sad though that I never got my Grandma's recipes from her. She's still alive but has dementia so the time to learn from her has passed. She could cook like noone I have ever met. At Sunday dinner there would be a choice of at least two amazing desserts, and usually we all had a hearty piece of each. So sad that all her true genious will go with her.<br /><br />Now I really must do some exercise. I feel like a big fat lump!!! <br /><br />GO ENGLAND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />';Janey Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-15344745891218101772007-09-21T21:15:00.000-05:002007-09-21T21:21:29.876-05:00whine whine whineToday they said some nice things to me at work about being a citizen. It was sweet. I think I'm really lucky with my job - I don't think that many places would be so understanding and caring. <br /><br />Well, today I once again went in search of some new clothes. Anyone who has read me before will know that this is an issue for me. Well today was no different. All I want is a black dress. A black dress that is about knee length, is not low cut and is straight in the hips. HOW HARD CAN IT BE???? Evidently, quite difficult indeed. I went everywhere. Nearly every one I tried on fitted just fine on top but then had hug hip areas built in. Banana Republic was the worst offender. What is with the assumption that a size 0 woman has flabby hips?? Is it even likely?? I don't think so. Finally I got one in Target of all places. Its not perfect but it was cheap and it will do for now!!! <br />So . . . a note to all the fashion designers out there. Not all girls have large boobs and flabby hips!!! No do we want them. <br /><br />Honestly.<br /><br />I am quite excited, however, that I get to wear my new hat tomorrow. Its simply stupendous and I can't wait - grey wool with a fabulous satin bow. I have been looking forward to this moment for two weeks. Just wish that the hubby was here to enjoy it. He is amused by my hat wearing family. Maybe I will wear a lovely one to his coming home party :-)Janey Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-88751488426893708302007-09-19T22:29:00.001-05:002007-09-19T22:33:10.789-05:00CITIZEN!Hello !!<br /><br />Today I was sworn in as an American Citizen. It was actually a lot more exciting than I had thought it would be. My mother and I even joined in with the national anthem (although, I have to say that God Save the Queen is a lot easier to sing!).<br /><br />Hubby was excited too. I think he's just pleased his wife is not in danger any more of being deported for her liberal views. Poor hubby. I got annoyed with him today. Went to the mail box and there was a parcel sitting in it. So I thought, oh lovely, something for me. I open it and its a cute "My Little Pony" watch ( I am a big baby and love all that kid stuff). I think, what a sweet hubby. Well, he gets on the phone tonight and he tells me it is in fact for someone over there!!! He bought it for their kids. I thought it was nice that he did that, but I was still kinda disappointed. Oh well . . .<br /><br />I've had far too much <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">champagne</span> and should probably go to bed!!!!Janey Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-90069508845307985002007-09-09T20:58:00.000-05:002007-09-09T21:01:34.380-05:00Good News!Well,<br />I got an email today from the unit who inform me that we are looking at a fairly short period of time before hubby will be home!! yippee!!! I can't wait!! Hopefully work will be nice and let me have some time to go up to meet him - they were great when he left so I don't see it being a problem. And, it means I get a lovely trip to NC. This is quite an exciting thought to me because it means I get to wear all my beautiful fall fashions in a place that is cold!!!! Whoo hoo - beats air conditioned cold any day of the week. <br /><br />Of course, I'm most excited of all because I can finally see an end to this rubbish.Janey Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-32490696463733002342007-09-08T13:02:00.001-05:002007-09-08T13:05:18.778-05:00bad refereesSo<br /><br />Apologies for those who are not into sports but this has to be said. THE REFEREE SHOULD NOT HAVE BEEN ALLOWED TO OVERSEE THAT GAME!!! Why? Because he is South African and guess who England plays on Friday? South Africa! And what did he do? He deliberately ignored a foul by England's captain - meaning that instead of 10 minutes in the sin bin, he could now be suspended from the game against . . . guess who???? . . . South Africa!!! It blows my mind they didn't find a more neutral ref for the game. <br /><br />GO ENGLAND<br /><br />Oh, and congrats to the USA team by the way. That was a really good performance.Janey Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-11507365314825019352007-09-08T11:47:00.000-05:002007-09-08T11:51:05.268-05:00Rugby HeavenWell its that perfect time again that happens but once every four years when the great rugby playing nations get together for the world cup. I love it. I hate that I have to subscribe to a rubbish channel to get coverage but oh goodness me is it worth it! Its too bad that England are not pretty this year - its never easy to be defending champions, especially when you are not playing well. So, we'll see. France looked good before it started but they went down to Argentina so I guess anything can happen. <br /><br />And on that note, I am off for the second half . . .Janey Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-25724708993468930992007-09-04T19:53:00.000-05:002007-09-04T20:08:50.413-05:00Nice long weekend everyone? I hope so!! I had lofty plans to do nothing other than watch movies and drink beer. That didn't work out of course! After spending some quality time with my favourite fashion magazines I felt inspired to go shopping. So, off I went, dreaming of all the fabulous things I could buy. HA! Well, it turns out that none of the fabulous clothes were made to fit me. It was so depressing. I went to a huge number of shops within a large price range and, nothing! So, as usual, I was forced to try the junior section where all the ultra-skinny 17 year <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">olds</span> stared at me with that "you are SO totally too old to be shopping here look." And, I didn't find much in there either. So, I bought myself shoes instead :-) Fabulous, dark red, patent, t-strap heels. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Sooo</span> beautiful.<br /><br />It got me thinking though. Why oh why do the makers of nice professional <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">women's</span> clothes not make anything small enough those of us who do not have hips? They have whole sections for larger women, and whole sections for people a half inch shorter than me, but what about us slightly taller than petite slightly boy shaped folks????? Yeah, yeah, I know I am not getting much sympathy from anyone, but it is very frustrating indeed!<br /><br />Oh - and, on the previous subject and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">related</span> to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">LAW's</span> oh so true comment, there is also the parent who allows their child to turn around and look over the back of the seat at you and then gets <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">pissy</span> when one asks the child to cease. I told hubby about my thoughts and he requested that I add one of his experiences to the list. When he was coming home on leave earlier in the year, he was on a long flight from the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">UAE</span> to London, and was really rather tired. So, half and hour or so into the flight he decides, quite reasonably in the opinion of most normal people, to recline his seat. Well, the woman behind him throws a fit!!! Says she can't eat her dinner. So, being the sweet <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">lovie</span> that he is, he says, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">ok</span> fine I will wait. So, once the dinner has finished and most are dosing, sweet hubby is awfully tired and decides to try again. Guess what!!!! Woman throws another fit and tells him that he is a most selfish young man who has no respect for his elders!!! He explained that he was coming home on leave from a combat zone and was tired and was only doing what any other person would do. Did it make a difference ? Or course not! What a witch!<br /><br />Anyway, there you go hubby! "mean, nasty, I am going to ruin your flight for no good reason" lady has been added to my list.<br /><br />And with that, a glass of wine I thinkJaney Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-46150216363815266902007-08-31T20:32:00.000-05:002007-08-31T20:46:29.289-05:00online again!Well, I finally resorted to plugging in my aged laptop at home and giving up on a new machine. I don't like laptops that much but I suppose it will have to do!!!<br /><br />I am otherwise in a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">splendid</span> mood this evening because my new glasses arrived. I now have three pairs to match to different outfits - I think this is necessary because wearing the same thing everyday is remarkably tedious - can you even <em>imagine</em> wearing the same pair of shoes two days in a row? I don't think so. Anyway, they are extremely fabulous and I am happy. <br /><br />To occupy myself during the offline days, I started thinking about travelling. Here's what I came up with :<br /><br /><span style="color:#993399;">Flying with me<br /><br /><br />It has become apparent over the past few years that flying with me is simply not a good idea. I fully advise against it. Of course, I know you are all thinking that the likelihood of you ever traveling me is remote. We don’t even know each other, right? Well, you just never know – if you see a short redhead with an English accent, you just never know . . .<br /><br />In any case, before I go into the whys and wherefores of why one should always avoid traveling with me, I think first I will share my observations of my fellow traveler. Perhaps when I have finished you will see why it could be that I am simply “getting mine” for being such an intolerant companion. We shall see.<br /><br />Traveler 1: I’m trying to impress you with my unimpressive travel credentials man<br /><br />This is the guy that decides he is so important that everyone needs to hear what he as to say. This feeling of importance usually overcomes him at those quiet moments on the aeroplane when everyone is waiting to disembark – or “deplane” as we apparently now say (incidentally - who on earth came up with that dreadful expression?). He often is dressed in slightly mismatched sportswear and in need of a shave. If not, he is tanned and slick, but in a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">slimy</span> and nasty way. He looks around, clears his throat and then we all hear "well, honey, I think we have to get on over to terminal B . . . yes, B . . . because that's where the flight to SAN <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">FRANCISCO</span> leaves from . . . you know, its a nice airport they have out there, not as nice as the one in L.A. of course, but still nice <em>blah blah blah blah</em>. All the while he is sharing his "fascinating" stories, he looks around for people he thinks are impressed and shoots them the, "yeah, that's right - I know travel" look that he has spent a good amount of time rehearsing. </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#993399;">Traveller 2: "I'm going to clear my throat loudly every 5 minutes" man</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#993399;">I don't think that he needs much introduction of description. All I know is that there is always at least one of them within two rows of me, no matter what. Come on people! Is it really necessary to clear your throat at all?? This rule, incidentally, applies to all people in all situations. </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#330033;">And luckily for you, this is as far as I got! I think I might think about this some more though. Now I imagine you all think I am horrible. I'm not really - honest! </span>Janey Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-46096301925928443612007-08-30T07:19:00.000-05:002007-08-30T07:25:34.243-05:00Frustration . . . AGAINThis is getting beyond silly. I got another new computer and guess what!!! This one doesn't work either!!!! So I am reduced to sneaking a short post at work. I am very cross indeed by this whole saga. I am seriously considering making the computer people in the shop do a full demonstration of the machine before I take it home. <br />At least it is nearly the long weekend!! whoo hoo. I am going to pop down to San Antonio to see my sister in law graduate from basic training. It should be fun. Might stop off in Austin on the way home. And then on Monday, wine and DVDs - ALL day. can't wait.<br /><br />Hopefully soon there will be a new computer and therefore a longer, and hopefully better post! for now . . . work.Janey Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-11383086349194703222007-08-27T18:28:00.000-05:002007-08-28T08:57:47.874-05:00FrustrationSo -<br />I bought a new computer because the old one was tired with spyware and woudn't wake up any more. I got it home, set it up and was all excited about the prospect of my new machine. And so I switch it on and guess what?! IT doesn't work!!!!!!!!!!!!! Like, not at all. It briefly came to life and then the screen did this eerie fading to white thing. I was so distressed. Luckily my brother was able to take it back to the shop for me while I was at work. But now I am without computer at home. The distress level is almost too much to stand!!<br /><br />On the plus side, I do have an amusing blog post in progress that is all related to my travels this weekend. I know, I know, the one of you that reads this can hardly hold in the excitement. hopefully I will get internet for a long enough period soon so I can post it on here.<br /><br />And on that note, my time is about to be up. Hubby is fine, by the way. Just counting down the months until he comes home now. I can hardly wait :-)Janey Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-35587523923350975742007-08-24T14:57:00.001-05:002007-08-24T15:04:48.646-05:00Good days . . .<br /><br />Sweet hubby is being such a love at the moment! We are suitably (on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">LAW's</span> advice) avoiding deep topics and talking mainly about things I like to whine about. It has been really lovely. We're also planning our trip to Australia next year. I am so excited about it. The last time I went I was with my high school on music tour, so the places we went and the things we did were somewhat limited. This time it should be much more fun!! I'm just a bit of an impatient person so I want the trip to start tomorrow. Its something to look forward to though :-)<br /><br />Its also a good day because I resisted the muffin at lunch and had the veggie soup instead. A pat on the back for me. This might sound all virtuous and all but its not - I fully intend to eat junior mints and drink coke at the movies tonight :-) So I had to be good for half the day. And, this weekend will be a loss on the exercise front because I am going to visit one set of in-laws for the weekend. This usually means eating way more than one really should. Add to that I'm flying up there so I will be obliged to get a latte at the airport and sweeties for the flight. So, in conclusion of that directionless rant, its good that I got the soup.<br /><br />Well done me!Janey Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-3444243823153964262007-08-19T13:24:00.000-05:002007-08-19T13:32:09.295-05:00<span style="color:#000099;">Well, at least so far today I have managed to avoid coke and cake. That's something, right?</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#000099;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#000099;">I didn't avoid the clothes stores though!! Got some trousers for work and a couple of tops. I am attempting to move outside my uniform of black, grey, brown and beige. I'm depressed that I can't wear pink anymore since I went back to being a redhead. I do have a lovely pair of pink shoes though so all is not completely lost. </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#000099;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#000099;">Hubby has not called in a while. I am hoping it is because the phones are dead and not because either 1. something bad happened or 2. he's still irritated with me. I think I upset him when I said that although I really want children, I'm not looking forward in any small way to being pregnant. We weight obsessed people rarely do. Apparently I should think of it as an honor to carry his kids. I see it as a burden that is going to get in the way of my constant dieting and exercise. I think perhaps we need to keep our conversations on lighter subjects in the future. </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#000099;">Oh, and thank goodness blogger keeps posts as drafts. I keep accidentally closing the window. duh.</span>Janey Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-81865812897557604522007-08-18T21:00:00.000-05:002007-08-18T21:03:35.119-05:00For anyone who appreciates those days when you are just bad<span style="color:#cc0000;">Today, I strayed so far from my healthy eating diet that I am slightly ashamed. So, I thought I'd share:</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Breakfast:</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Ok</span>, so this was not bad. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Branflakes</span>. So, I'm doing <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">ok</span>, right?</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Wait for it . . . </span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Lunch:</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Three glasses of full fat coke</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Huge <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">chunk</span> of chocolate cake. A corner piece with huge globs of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">buttercream</span> icing followed by extra icing scraped off the baking sheet.</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Dinner:</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Large coke <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">icee</span></span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">King size box of Junior Mints and half a king size box of milk duds. </span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Supper:</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Wine (lots)</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">I feel so ashamed.</span>Janey Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-44620640186362817212007-08-15T21:30:00.000-05:002007-08-15T21:37:18.188-05:00<span style="color:#993399;">Well, today I moved into my window office . . . nearly. I have all my stuff moved and placed in an aesthetically pleasing manner. Sadly my computer has not, as yet, followed me. I know they have their reasons for not letting us move our own stuff, but really, they need to be more efficient in getting it done. Today was a very frustrating day. </span><br /><span style="color:#993399;"></span><br /><span style="color:#993399;">Other than the computer though, things are good. Hubby is happy (he's been nominated for an award - <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">yay</span>), I have been running a lot, I am feeling skinnier than I was two weeks ago, and the fall shoes are in. Oh and boy are they adorable and fabulous shoes this year!!! Yesterday I purchased a gorgeous tartan pair that I can't wait to make full use of. Naturally I slipped another pair of sandals in with the purchase because frankly it would be just plain wrong of me to leave them there (they are divine, brown patent leather with cream trim, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">criss</span>-cross front with killer heels. I mean, who would have the heart to leave them there?). I also made a relatively good batch of custard. Only about 30% lumps this time. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Whoopie</span>. </span><br /><span style="color:#993399;"></span><br /><span style="color:#993399;">And on that sweet thought . . . </span>Janey Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-28578076255298250752007-08-11T21:35:00.001-05:002007-08-11T21:44:59.197-05:00Seriously?<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Ok</span>, people. its August. Its 105 degrees outside. So why oh why do we have Christmas decorations on sale in the shops???? Get a grip. Really.<br /><br />At least so far we have been spared the Christmas music. But seriously . . . Christmas decorations in August? Sorry I have such a beef with this but its just not cricket.<br /><br />Sweet hubby called me today to discuss the last HP book now that it has finally arrived and he has had the chance to read it (I think he has gone without sleep for the last three days). Apparently the arrival of HP caused something of a stir in his camp as a lot of the soldiers wanted to get a read themselves. I suggested he run a rental service. I honestly didn't realise it would be so popular out there - had I known I would have popped another couple of books in the post to him. Oh well, at least a few of them can share his copy.<br /><br />I'm actually feeling quite proud of myself as I managed to get hubby's favourite snack today (in the shop that sells the Christmas decorations so I suppose they are not completely awful). I can't wait to get them in the mail to him. I also managed to get some of the magnetic photo frames he is so fond of. Excellent shopping all round.<br /><br />Well, this is a very boring post all told. Honestly, there is not much exciting stuff to write. I have been doing the marathon training and have a small concern that one of my knees might give up. I think for now I should be <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ok</span> with doing some <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">strength</span> exercises and keeping at slower speed. Gosh, this is not very exciting either. How dull my life is.<br /><br />On the plus side, however, I have not been doing my usual worrying about hubby. He should not have to do convoys again for a while and I know now that I need to appreciate the phone calls when they come, and not get all silly and upset when they don't. As long as I do all that, all should be well. Yippee.<br /><br />One more thing before I go off for a nice glass of wine . . . LAW - I think you are my only reader - I tried to post comments on your blog and it won't let me. I was most disgusted by my rubbish antique computer when it refused to budge. I just want to let you know I am a huge fan!<br /><br />Right . . . about that wineJaney Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-25706927598185030022007-08-09T06:55:00.000-05:002007-08-09T07:03:07.734-05:00Another note to the good people of my neighbourhood<span style="color:#009900;">When you drive to work in the mornings, down those horribly polluted highways, please remember your manners.</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">It is not polite to squeeze people out of lanes just because your truck is bigger and noisier than their fuel <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">efficient</span> sedan</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Just because I let one person in, it does not mean that I am going to let in the next five over-sized trucks too. </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Driving down the shoulder to avoid the traffic jam is rude.</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Playing your music so loudly that I can hear every word is obnoxious and childish, especially when you are a grown man. This behaviour is especially rude at 6:15am. (And while I am on that subject, playing it so loudly that I can hear it in my house is equally bad manners).</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Driving one inch from my bumper is not only dangerous, but unnecessarily confrontational.</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">If a car is parked on the side of the road, on the feeder road, or anywhere close to the freeway, there is no need to slow down and look at it. To do so certainly won't improve the day of that car's owner, and it will not improve yours either. It does, however, make me late for work. Please stop. </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Slowing down to have good stare at accidents is not just bad manners, its kinda sick. </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Right, I think that is all for now. In case anyone is wondering, hubby is safe and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">well</span> and has instructions to tell commanding officers that his wife won't let him do anything else dangerous. </span>Janey Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-23667752261560092502007-08-07T20:18:00.000-05:002007-08-07T20:52:00.098-05:00ahhh, internet again!My <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">internet</span> finally came back on at home. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">whoo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">hoo</span><br /><br /><br /><br />I have taken my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">internet</span>-less time to re read the entire Harry Potter collection and to see the latest movie. yeah, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">ok</span>, so I like Harry Potter - was a convert after the first and second movies were filmed in part in my University town while I was there.<br /><br /><br /><br />So, the books. Book seven is just as good as the others. It certainly is no disappointment as some reviews suggest. I don't cry very easily and I cried three times in this book! I felt a bit of a ninny sitting in my living room crying about a book that is so far into the realms of fantasy. But maybe that is what is so appealing about these books. The characters are so human and so real when you read them, you can let yourself believe this stuff could actually happen. Absolutely brilliant.<br /><br /><br /><br />The movie isn't bad either. The problem I saw with the Order of the Phoenix was the length of the book and all that happens in it. Large chunks would have to be left out to keep the movie to 2 hours. That said, I never understand why certain things are changed. Take, for example, the breaking of the prophecy at the ministry. In the book, Lucius <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Malfoy</span> does not break the prophecy, but he does in the movie. Why?? Makes no sense. I suppose they were trying to show that Lucius would be in "you know who"'s bad books . . . but they could have achieved the same result by sticking with the book. That bit just really bugged me. Otherwise it was a great movie (ruined slightly by the people who decided to talk through the whole thing). I love the characters - especially Ron <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Weasley</span>. To me, as it says in book 5 (even though missed out of the movie), <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Weasley</span> is my king!!<br /><br /><br /><br />Right, Potter stuff over with.<br /><br /><br /><br />Hubby has been freaking me out this week. He went quiet on the phone and couldn't hide the fact he was apprehensive about something. He then said he wouldn't be able to call for a while. I don't think he was actively trying to make me lose sleep, but he certainly <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">succeeded</span>. I don't want to tell him that he has to lie, but really, he can't scare me like that. I need my sleep to be even an ounch of use at work.<br /><br />He liked his package though. It always makes me smile to know that I have sent the right thing to him!! Sometimes I send something that he clearly doesn't like!! By the same token, he once sent me a document I needed and did so without even a note saying "love you wife"! Naturally I voiced my displeasure at the time. Poor husband. <br /><br />I hope he's safeJaney Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-57892164134410812852007-08-03T09:07:00.000-05:002007-08-03T09:08:37.812-05:00An article about a show starring a friend of mine who is an outstandingly talented singer/actor/dancer. I hope this starts great things for him.. . Mr. Nathan Kiley<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment/6929133.stm">http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment/6929133.stm</a>Janey Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-50845683226149024022007-08-01T16:33:00.000-05:002007-08-01T16:43:13.671-05:00<span style="color:#990000;">It turns out that the reason dear Hubby-Love has not called is that the phones are out. Apparently they are improving the soldiers ability to call home by taking the phones away completely for 4 weeks. Super duper. At least he managed to get one line to me in an email so I know he is safe. I mean, really, the phones worked just fine already. I don't see the need to mess around with them. </span><br /><span style="color:#990000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#990000;">I am going to have a little whine about my computer now. It is huffing and puffing as I am trying to download a CD. You would think the thing was steam driven judging by the speed at which it is moving. I'm thinking an upgrade might be in order. Unfortunately I first must pay for a required <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">CLE</span> that sounds <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">absolutely</span> horrendous and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">desperately</span> dull. Apparently we baby lawyers need to be told, yet again, not to break the ethics rules and that we can have a young lawyers association number plate. Lovely . . . but I think I'll pass. Anyway, they charge an outrageous sum of money for this silly course so my computer will just have to hang on in there for now. </span><br /><span style="color:#990000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#990000;">The good news on the holiday front though is that I have booked Spain for next year. This means I will at least accomplish one of my "I'm going to improve my attitude by <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">setting</span> goals" goals. I have also finished re reading all the Harry Potter books - <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">yay</span>!!! </span><br /><span style="color:#990000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#990000;">An on that note . . . I think I am going to leave my computer to its heart attack and start making a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">parcel</span> for hubby. </span>Janey Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-32915831901862142882007-07-31T07:24:00.001-05:002007-07-31T07:29:08.569-05:00Well,<br /><br />I started a new hobby. Its technically an old hobby but I have taken a 15 year break from it so it might as well be new. It's horse riding, with a view to learning Dressage. <br /><br />This morning, after my first proper lesson last night, I feel like my legs are going to fall off. I had forgotten how much this lark HURTS!!!! The good news though is that my mind is currently not on the lack of communication from hubby. There have been a few scattered emails, but no phone calls. Luckily I had some warning of this possibility so the worries have not come as fast and frequent as they sometimes might. But the horse riding and subsequent pain have certainly given me something else to think about in the mean time.<br /><br />I need painkillers . . . NoW!!!Janey Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999996205516564466.post-39227611222714951652007-07-25T21:04:00.000-05:002007-07-25T21:29:14.525-05:00Today I posted Harry Potter to hubby! He's as big of a nerd as I am. I also sent his favourite toothpaste because apparently it isn't available in his corner of Iraq. I am constantly amazed by what silly things he is fussy about.<br /><br />Work is driving me nuts. I am so bored. Of course, part of that is probably due to the fact I am a little bit bored at home. I see friends and family, but its just not the same as having him home. A bit part of it though, is the work. I have to ask myself whether I am willing to settle for a boring but stable job, or go out and seek something more exciting but less secure. Its hard. This is my first ever real job. I know I'm probably suffering from the "grass is always greener" syndrome. But . . . it couldn't be much worse. The only thing keeping me there is the people with whom I work, and the hours I work. I know, I know, suck it up and shut up. <br /><br />Anyway, the fact is we need the money and so I can't go anywhere for now. The Army does not pay <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">E5s</span> very well. So. With that in mind, its time to go to bed and get ready for another not so exciting day at work!<br /><br />PS<br />Marathon training is going well!! Knees seem to have recovered.Janey Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14110337768701599220noreply@blogger.com0