Thursday, March 26, 2009

Personal Slaves

Charlotte sitting eating dinner just asked Stef to get her a drink. Stef walked into the kitchen and Charlotte whispered 'yes my personal slave is back'

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

When An Ambo Calls

SO nice when it's social and not medical.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

More Deep Breaths

And then the news today actually stops you from breathing. It takes your breath away and you don't know how to start breathing again but you have to, so you do.

And then you are glad you have sisters and that you are all close.

And you are glad that there is good wine.

And good friends.

And good daughter's.

Reality Check

How you REALLY know she's back.























And how I nearly broke my leg in the middle of the night.

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Happy Birthday

She would have been 21 again.

Happy Birthday Mum, hope you are having a small glass of champagne in heaven.

Wendy and Susan are still being mean to me.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Signs - updated

How You Know When Your Eldest Daughter Is Back.

1) Numerous under 30's arrive on your doorstep at 7:15am
2) Loud music starts blaring out of your lounge room
3) The lovely dulcet tones of the ABC Radio National are turned off
4) Every light and door is now on and open
5) The fridge full of food is emptied and replaced with beer
6) Bathroom products have trebled
7) The phones have disappeared
8) My stereo has disappeared
9) The bread has all gone
10) The internet usage has quadrupled
11) Fights over the expensive dryer v. the free clothes line and sunshine have started
12) Charlotte is injured by 9am
13) The world seems right again.

Monday, March 16, 2009

Being Your Mother

Dear Stef,

Sometimes being your mother is worth it.

Love Mum xxxx

SO Missed


Tully

Dear Stef,

I hope Tully is now feeling better and has stopped projectile vomiting. I am also glad that you were able to rule out meningococcal via Google.

Love Mum xxxx

Saturday, March 14, 2009

As written on Facebook

But you can't delete this..

Just so as you don't actually miss (read completely F%$@ up) your next flight (whenever that may be) note that 18:40 is 6:40 PM. You leave after you have lunch, around dinner time, so in the late afternoon. It isn't actually 8:40 either PM or AM. I would just hate for you to stuff up.... AGAIN.

counting the seconds till you delete this 5...4...3...2...1..... (can't delete this one kiddo)

Love Your Mum who can't wait to see you!!!!!!!!!

The WWW

Dear Stef,

I have a problem on my hands with C and the WWW, she has clearly been given free access to the internet and some of the sites she has been going on are awful and really not acceptable. I have banned her completely from You Tube (oh the crap she was trying to watch and had been allowed to watch)!!!

Might be time for the computer to 'die' again! Will have to get Tully onto the case.

Hope Tully is ok, glad my little medical kit has come in handy (I would never travel without it).

Love Mum xxxx

The Very Beautiful Rani


































And the Pathetic Harley

Friday, March 13, 2009

First Capsicum

Dear Stef,

This morning we picked our first capsicum, although it looked a little strange (actually it looked incredibly stunted and weird) it tasted better than any capsicum I have ever tasted, it even cut beautifully as it was so fresh. Behind C you may notice the broccoli, beans and cauliflower (planting carrots this weekend with the moon in the correct position).
























Just call me Don Burke, he will be ringing me for advice soon.

Love Mum xxx

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Not Long Now

Dear Stef,

C and I have now started planning your return. We are going to turn your room back into the brothel, well the room it once was - only a LOT cleaner (sheets included).

We are buying all your favourite food in preparation for a busy day of visitors, without you the place is already clean :-) All ingredients have been bought for the chocolate crackles.

There has been a few changes- the vegetable patch is now a necessity for starters lol. When your accountant says to you 'man you are doing it tough' things MUST be tough so be prepared to come back and work. I was trying to figure out if there is a pub left that you can work in, we may have to research that.

There is a letter here from the RTA addressed to you, it was lovely to not get worried when I saw it. Having not been in the country I knew it wasn't a speeding/parking/idiot fine, simply a gentle reminder to renew your P's, unlike the last letter I opened as it looked a bit too official for my liking. It was a summons to court for an unpaid medical bill that you had yet to pay. A quick phone call later it has now been resolved.

IDIOT.

Not long now.

Love Mum xxxx

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Travis

Dear Stef,

This is Travis getting some tips on resuscitating the unconscious from a little friend.

More Thai

Dear Stef,

Was taken out to dinner last night to beautiful Thai place. Has been a tad awkward driving as my car rego had run out. Thanks to the Government being very generous I was able to pay my rego this am. So can now drive again - well legally that is!

I think we are going to have a full house the day after your return, Scarlett is desperate to see you so they are going to come over too. Not sure how we are going to get C to school, she is desperate to battle you on Wii.

Also Harley has a thing for Hommus - go figure!

Love Mum xxx

Monday, March 9, 2009

Thailand

Dear Stef,

So very glad you are now safe and sound in Thailand.

Had funniest night out at Teppanyaki last night with the girls. A couple of us have slight hangover's this am but I am not going to mention any names.

Very tired, very busy.

Not long now.

Love Mum xxxx

Friday, March 6, 2009

Off To Thailand

Dear All and Sundry,

She is on the plane to Thailand (she being the idiot also know as Stef), well at least I hope she is, the fact that I have not had an hysterical phone call at 6am is a good indication that her checking in the minute check in opened and then camping out beside the door leading to her plane, actually worked.

As always Stef managed to land on her feet finding a nice young man from Spain who had run out of money and was spending 8 days at Heathrow until his plane back to Spain left, he produced a bottle of fine red and she managed to drink away her sorrows. Having already spent a few nights he knew where the cheapest places to eat where and (I quote) how to avoid the police. My daughter has many skills.


Thursday, March 5, 2009

Life Experiences

Dear Stef,

Layla just came in and when I told her you were on your final journey towards home, asked if I thought you had gained any life experiences.

I told her one.

You have learnt that 18:40 is actually 6:40 and not 8:40!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You complete idiot. Seriously complete idiot.

C , most entertained, is off to tell your old Year 5 teacher the tale of this morning, of how you missed your plane from Heathrow to Thailand because you thought 18:40 was 8:40 and you arrived at the airport just as your plane took off.

At least you are now stuck in Heathrow for the next 24 hours and not some God forsaken place in the middle of no where.

Though I dare say after 24 hours in Heathrow you just may feel that you are.

Love Mum xxxx

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Snooty People

Dear Stef,

I just spoke to a Very Snooty Man. I don't get why he was so snooty, he is working in a beautiful place and I'm sure he comes across a lot of 'well to do people' on a daily basis and he clearly was under the impression that I did not fall under that category, so with his very high esteem, looked down his pointy little nose at me and treated me with the greatest of disdain.

I felt bad that I got so much pleasure laughing at him.

Love Mum

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Breathing

Dear Stef and other people who read this blog.

Sorry to be cryptic yesterday but sometimes you just don't want everything on the WWW.

Today is a new day and I am breathing, though every now and then it's a very hard thing to do.

Onto other things. If you have a child does he/she know the words to Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star. My 8 year old does not know the words. Does NOT know the words. She was singing it this am and making up the words as she went along, I asked her what the real words were and she had no idea.

Stef do you know the words to Twinkle, Twinkle? DO you even care?

Onwards, one step at a time, one breath at a time. Farking hell!!!!

Love Mum xxxx

PS Time you came home.

Monday, March 2, 2009

Big Breath

Dear Stef,

Today was a day that you have to stop and take a very big breath and then remind yourself to just keep breathing.

A day that you know, as you look into the future, you know what it will hold.

And it isn't good, and it isn't what you want, but it's just life and sometimes life just sucks big time. Sometimes life takes your breath away and you have to just keep breathing.

So I'm breathing.

Love Mum xxxxxxx