Just Be Frigging Grateful!!!!!

SO am now on holidays!
Jealous much????

I have finished at the last school with that gorgeous class and in 2 weeks at a new school and new class - don't get time to get bored!!!

My last few days were spent having lots of fun with the kids (well, we had fun pretty much the whole time, and they did learn too so don't have a go at me) and I also received the most amazing gifts. I only had them for 6 weeks so was truly spoilt by them.

But one of the most precious gifts I received was a beautiful hug and a big 'thank you' from one little angel. Yes, he came back to school for part of the last day, with no notable markings, although I cannot be sure of that.

And he went home with someone who he is not afraid of so I know he was safe for at least one night.

So, I know we all have 'problems' and 'issues' and no doubt I will probably upset a few people with my next few words but honestly, get over yourselves!

So, you feel stressed at work - be grateful you have a job and can earn money.

Unemployed - get out there and find something - there is work out there!

Tired - go to bed or go for a walk.

Selling your house - be frigging grateful you have one to sell.

Want more money - either rob a bank (no, just kidding) or perhaps look at what you have and be grateful or make an effort to earn more and be thankful that you can.

Have to pay child support - they are your frigging kids too!!!!!!

Pissed off at the world/work/ex partner - gee, poor you, get over it.

Because I know of one little angel who may not have a chance to be any of the above.

He does not know whether he will be fed, or hit and bashed, or whether he will have any one to talk to.
He does not know about feeling safe.

He does not know what it is to feel really and truly loved by the people who should do that.

SO I am sorry if I have upset you by comments I have made above. But hey, you are reading this so you are lucky that you can read. You own/rent or use a computer at work so you aren't doing too bad.

ANd maybe, just maybe, your life isn't so bad.


Lisa

p.s. ANd if you are over the serious stuff, why not click on this link for a post from earlier in the year just to remind you that we are all a bit different, in our own unique way....some more than others!!!!



http://countrygypsies.blogspot.com.au/2012/01/black-bra-vinnies-and-elderly-man.html

The Ants Go Marching One By One - HOORAY!!!!

In the spirit of what was a weird week last week (please don't mention black bras), I discovered that my printer was full of ants. Yes, ANTS.

You may have read about this in my weekly review.

I was a little taken aback, let's say, to discover this when I was trying to print stuff important and valuable information  for work.

Wondering what was going on, and being so tech savvy, I opened my printer to discover that 3 million ants had decided to call my printer home.

Here's a little reminder of our own ant's nest

Even weirder is that after I decided to put my printer out on the front porch (don't ask me why, I thought it may like a little holiday from my desk) I went out there today armed with a screw driver. I was going to attempt to unscrew the 900 000 screws holding it together and see if there was some way that I could try to completely stuff it up fix it.

Having a holiday away from the desk

Well, lo and behold, goneskis.

That's right, they have moved on to another printer in a far off land.  I have no idea how or why this happened, nor do I particularly care all that much.

I am just so pleased that I now don't have to buy another printer.

Although, I am seriously starting to think that someone is trying to play tricks on me, what with ants in the printer, Grandpas wearng bras......what next???

Ants driving down the main drag of BOOOWWWRRRAAALLLL driving Volvos wearing puffer vests????

Do you know how hard it is to find an ant driving a car image????

Nothing would surprise

Has your printer been invaded by unusual animals??????/

Cheers

Lisa xox

The Week That Was!!!!

So it's Friday - Yah!!!!

And even more Yah is that the week is coming to a finish. Now I am not one to wish my life away but what an interesting week that was.

To summarise, ants, rats, and a lingerie wearing Poppy!!

Now, I cannot bring myself to relive the whole black lacy bra wearing Poppy again - I am still too traumatised!!!! So, if you missed that exciting episode, you'll have to go back in the blog.

But that is not the only distressing thing that happened this week (although by far the worst).

Some of you may be aware that I work from home which can be good, and not so good - especially when technical equipment has a hiccup or two. My last job was working for local government where we had a whole department that I could call on if I needed tech help like the computer had jammed, or how do you get white out off the computer screen if you made a mistake.

So I am working merrily away Monday morning where I normally have to print about 30 items for Monday evening. After pressing print, and again and again and again (because if it doesn't work the first time try, try and try again) I realised there was something wrong with my printer.

I turned it off then on because that is my wealth of tech knowledge but alas, still no joy. I had noticed I had a couple of ants roaming on my desk at the time but after swiftly decapitating them, I was on my merry way.

So, I lifted the lid of my printer and found this........

Yes, I know, it's yuck yuck yuck.  A bloody ant's colony had infested my printer!!!  What the.....????
How on earth does that happen???????????????  I sprayed and sprayed and sprayed to the point that I put myself in a bloody Mortein coma and upon waking, they were still bloody there.

What did I do I hear you ask?  I grabbed the printer and ran through the house screaming and put the printer down on a table on the front porch where it still is with our very own ant's nest!!!!!!

That was the start of the week.  But, oh no, it doesn't end there.

Two nights later the Senior Sergeant went to the pantry, because he can and he is an eating machine, to then call out in a slightly girly voice (Sorry SS but you did!!!).

Now, I had spent about four days over the hols cleaning out all my cupboards (I know, living the dream here!!!) and there was a friggin' mouse in the pantry.  I was more annoyed that only a few days before I had cleaned it so well you could have eaten off it - well that;s what bloody Mickey was doing.

I couldn't find him so did what all nature/animal lovers do - grabbed the ratsack.  Placing it near with the offender was last seen, quickly shut the door and ran into bed pulling the covers over me.

Next day, nothing. Thought he had decided that this place was too damn clean and he was off to some other dump. But oh, no!. Horsey Girl that evening went into the kitchen to put something in the sink (because God forbid anyone decides to actually put something in the dishwasher) and let out an almighty girly scream which resulted in the local police arriving asking if I had murdered someone.

So, she had a fleeting glance at Mickey who then ran behind the kettle. Well, now I was really annoyed as I couldn't boil the kettle for my Nana cup of tea.

Grabbed the ratsack and moved it as close to the kettle as I could. Obviously we had now put the fear of God into Mickey because he has shat everywhere near the kettle after having a midnight snack of ratsack!

Then of course, there was the other episode.  I feel ever so relieved now as I always believe things come in three's so hopefully that is it (although I hope it is not categorised - so that I will see two more cross dressing Poppy's or a bloody elephant in the bath!).

Anyway, have a good weekend, it is the Senior Sergeant's birthday on the weekend - just wait till you see the mad cake I am making (hope it works!)

Cheers

Lisa  x0x

A Black Bra, Vinnies, and An Elderly Man

Here I was earlier in the week thinking that I may not have enough subject matter to blog about!

Well, that has certainly changed after a rather distressing encounter involving.. you guessed it - A black bra, Vinnies, and a man  who could be someone's Poppy!!!

After dropping Horse girl at a friend's house, I decided to stop in at a local Vinnies to see if I might find that Vintage Caravan for sale for $5. Well, that was not meant to be, but I did get a cute picnic basket for $5 that will no doubt sit idle in the garage until our next move when I decide it is just more crap and I will donate it back!!!

After walking out the door into a blustery wind where my normally perfect hairstyle (ahem!) became rather windblown and I looked like a samoyed who had been involved with a windmill.

An elderly gentleman than started to chat with me, as one does (or they always just seem to chat with me) discussing the weather! He was looking rather awkwardly at me so I quickened my pace as I had parked approximately 400 metres up the road (always looking for a fitness opportunity - that's me).

He then questioned what type of material my top was made of.  Let me set the scene - I was wearing grey cargo pants with a white cotton tunic style top (I know, I am waiting the phone call from Vogue to do fashion blogs!). As we kept walking, he kept questioning me on my top so I replied that it was just a cotton top.

Next question was where did I get it from, which of course, I have no idea. My hurried reply, as I had now started my Kath and Kel type speed walk up the street, was that it may have been from Target.

The reply - "Oh, I just like how you can see your black bra underneath it".  Now, I certainly was not thinking that my luck had changed, as even I have some standards!!!!!  Of course, I would not have known what colour bra I had on, I just grabbed whatever was clean and in some way able to defy gravity.

After a rather lighthearted giggle, I advised Poppy that - "Oops, oh well, lucky I am off home now", thinking this would be the end of the conversation.

Oh No, we he hadn't finished.

He then proceeded to open up the buttons of his blokey check shirt to show me he indeed had on a lovely lacy black bra under his shirt.  With the comment "Yes, I love to wear a bra but would like a shirt like your where people could see it through my shirt as well!!!!"

He was no Daniel Craig but this was the only image I could use without vomiting!!!

Yes, this really did happen. I am not quite sure of the look on my face at this stage, as he then continued to unbutton the shirt and touch and feel around his bra - showing me how beautiful it was.

After telling him that he did have on a lovely bra and that I must be on my way, jumped in the car, locked the doors, didn't bother looking in rear view mirror and drove off at the speed of lightning!!!

Only to look in the mirror from a safe distance to see he had now unbuttoned all buttons with his shirt flapping in the wind and a black lacy bra holding his non existent mammaries with all his greying chest hair falling out.

Arrrrrrrggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh


Of course, the worst thing - his bra was so much nicer than mine!!!!!

WHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE????????????????????????????????????

Cheers

Lisa xox