Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Life in the Twilight Zone

Earlier this year my mother was diagnosed with Alzheimers. She's 79 and always been active and out and about, that has now all changed. My grandfather had Alzheimers as well, so most of her behaviours are expected, but I'm now experiencing it first hand, just like my grandmother did. 

As with most things in life, there are stages. At the moment, apart from short term memory loss she isn't too bad, and as always I am totally using her loss of memory to my advantage and enjoying myself LOL. Now don't go thinking I'm an evil daughter, or the devil incarnate, okay maybe that is true but I do love my mum, and this is my way of coping. Much like I coped with the loss of my husband, despite being totally devastating, I had to look at the situation in a light hearted manner for the sake of those around me. We now deal with his loss with memories and love, and with a very healthy dose of humour. We aren't making fun of his death or laughing at him for dying, this is how we deal with our loss. If it's not something that others can understand, then that's their problem. 

So I deal with mum the same, if I didn't I'd be insane. Sure it's frustrating to go around to her house to fill up her tablets for the week (a job that my brother who lives with her could do and has done without a problem, but for some reason she is convinced he's doing it wrong), only to find that she has tried to do it herself, and totally gotten it all wrong. Or forgotten to put in the one pill that is actually for her Alzheimers (not a cure it's to stop her getting worse quickly), or the time we discovered she'd actually been taking about 4 of them a day LOL. These are things that she has mostly done routinely for years, but now she is on different tablets, cannot remember what she has to take or already taken. It's frustrating to get the phone calls asking the same question over and over again, it's frustrating to repeat yourself constantly, and it's hard suddenly being the responsible adult. 

When I start to get frustrated, I remember, this is my mother, the same person that I'm pretty sure I've frustrated a time or two. The same person that answered my phone calls at all hours, and the same person who used to be the responsible adult. So I suck it up, and get back to the funny side of it all. And mum also has a good laugh about herself, which is so very important. 

We go shopping once a week, when I have a day off work during the week, I arrange her appointments for those days and if it proves impossible (as it did after a hospital stay and illness on my part) there is a community bus she can catch which my brother ensures she is on LOL. Every time she used to go shopping alone she would stop for either morning tea or lunch, this is not something I do. I'm in and out, over and done within the hour LOL. But since I'm taking mum then I've adjusted, kind of LOL. We now stop for her to get her coffee and cake, while I suck down an iced coffee. She always wants me to get something to eat, and all I want is to be done and back home LOL. We get her paper then it's coffee time, we sit, she says "Don't let me forget to get the paper." I reply "Do you mean this paper, mum? The one we bought before we came in." her reply "Oh I didn't realise we'd gotten it already." and she laughs. After reading the front page, she looks at me and we repeat the whole conversation again. She eats half her cake, and oh look she's mentioning the paper again, mind you the whole time it's been sitting on the table in front of her. As we leave the coffee shop she starts to head to the newsagents to get the paper. I have to wave it in front of her face to show her we have it. We both crack up laughing. 

As we past the chemist she asks if I've dropped off her scripts, "No mum, you don't need any this week." and off we go. We grab our trolleys and she says "You dropped off my scripts didn't you?" I sigh and reply "Sure did mum" :LOL. For years mum has been able to remember everything she needs without referring to a shopping list. She has routinely bought veg and meat and everything else she needs without a problem. Not anymore. My brother works on the list food wise, and I go through the laundry and bathroom to add to it. As we walk around I have to remind mum to get out her list or check her list. I race around grab my stuff, then am back to her still stuck in the first aisle. As she moves around I check her trolley and if there's something I know she doesn't need I sneak it out. I have been caught a few times, and I just pretend to be reading the label to see if it's something I want LOL. Doesn't really work well when it's something she knows you hate, so I try to cover by saying Dale might like it LOL. We work our way around like this every single week, me taking 5 mins and her taking 30, me sneaking stuff out of her trolley and her trying to sneak stuff in LOL. 

After Aldi, we head over to Woolworths for fruit and veg, again I make sure she has her list then streak off to grab my stuff. Oh 10 mins usually for me in Woolies, cause the aisles are bigger and there's more people to dodge LOL. The other week I got back to mum and she had loaded up with so much stuff I knew she didn't need, but she had an iron grip and eagle eye on her trolley and I didn't want to just start throwing stuff back on the shelves. Suddenly she needed to go to the toilet, and I saw my chance, "Go mum I'll stay here with the trolleys" hehehehe, my evil self was balanced on my shoulder whispering in my ear. Off she goes, and the returns begin. You have to make sure that when your returning stuff, the trolley still looks just as full as it did before she left. It's pretty exhausting work balancing it all out LOL. When she returned she had no idea and didn't say anything was missing at the checkout, that's the joy of the short term memory loss LOL. Now again, don't get me wrong, she gets everything she needs, and definite treats (she loves her chocky), but if left unsupervised she will spend way to much money and buy way to much food that will not get eaten. 

Every single week she insists on stopping at Bakers Delight to buy some bread (not something she needs that often, but I indulge her). She asks for special bread that confuses them all as they have never stocked it LOL. She'll stand there and say "I remember getting it here and I'm sure I got it a couple of weeks ago, I'm sure my daughter will agree" she turns to get me to agree, but I've already run off not wanting to get involved LOL. Once we are loaded in the car with all our groceries she might suddenly remember the scripts and paper, if I give her a certain look she's learning that it means that she's already asked and already handled LOL. 

Part of Alzheimers is the realistic dreams. She called me the other night to ask when she was going into the hospital for her tests. I said what tests and she said "The tests I need before I go into a nursing home" "Mum your not going into a nursing home yet, there is no tests. Who said you had to get tests?" "Last time we saw Sam he said I needed to be tested in the hospital." "No he didn't, I was there." "Oh must of been the other doctor" "What other doctor?" "The one I saw on Friday. You must remember you took me." "Ummm no, you went for a bone density test." "I'm sure it's true, didn't you find out about it when you went for your tests at the hospital? Or was it Tara?" "Nope, neither of us have done that Mum." "Well I'm going to call them tomorrow" "Okay mum. Bye" She never called, cause she forgot about it LOL. But when she was tested for her Alzheimers, she was telling the guy who did the test about having to go to the hospital for some operation, I said no it wasn't true. He was telling us that she was probably dreaming it, and of course she denied it, but apparently it is quite common. It also explains the phone calls saying she needs the car cause she needs to take Caryn and her kids to swimming lessons, this is the same daughter of mine,Caryn, who lives 6-7 hrs away LOL.But this is excactly what happens, oh and please don't think for a minute I'm letting her drive LOL. 

One minute she is telling you she thinks the tablets are working because she is getting better, the next she is telling you some story about some surgery she is going to have that is totally not happening LOL. For some reason she is really obsessed with hospitals, if she isn't going in for tests, she's going for surgery. I turned up there one morning to discover she had packed an overnight bag, I asked why and she said "I just want to be prepared, you said there was a chance I might have to stay overnight." I asked her where she was staying, and she told me the hospital. I looked at her and said, "Mum, I'm here to take you shopping." LOL. 

So this is my life at the moment, it's draining as all hell and I feel as if I have a 79 yr old child LOL, but she is my mum, she gave me life and I love her, simple as that. Plus the fun I have in telling her stuff she forgets is awesome LOL. 


Catch yas
Cathy

Saturday, June 27, 2015

It's a Rainbow Celebration

I'm sure everyone has heard by now, and if not get online, grab a paper, turn on the radio or watch the news, this has been a huge day for equality and fairness. Even if it was just in the USA it feels like a world wide celebration. Finally, regardless of your gender, you can now marry a person of the same gender in the USA as per the Supreme Court ruling. To be honest, I don't see why it was up the Supreme Court to make the ruling, but that could be because I see this as every humans right and it should never of come to this. 

Man or woman you have the right, as a consenting adult (with a partner also a consenting adult) to choose who you wish to spend the rest of your life with. No government or religion should be able to tell you that you can't or that you will be damned if you do. It is an unassailable right for us all to choose who we wish to marry. And lets face it, we aren't going to go into the marriage blindly, regardless of heterosexuality or not. This is not a step we take lightly and it is not a step our gay friends will take lightly. They are not all going to rush out and get hitched just because they can. The ones getting married now have been waiting for this moment for years, everyone else will do just what us heteros do, wait for the one they wish to spend the rest of their lives with and then get married if they choose. That's the thing though isn't it, 'if they choose'. They will finally have that choice, the same choice I've had my whole life, the same choice, you've had your whole life. How would you feel if that choice was taken from you? If suddenly the government started telling you you couldn't marry the man/woman of your choice, because it was wrong? You would feel like absolute shit! You would march and wave flags, burn effigies in the street, start petitions, educate your neighbours and friends, and you would demand your right as a human to marry the person you have chosen as a legal consenting adult. 

That is all that gay people have wanted for years, and now in the USA they have been given that right, while in Australia we have an idiot Prime Minister who doesn't personally like gay people and thinks that woman should stay home and tend to the hard working man while raising children alone. Oh sure, he says he has nothing against gays, but when it comes to marriage equality, nope he doesn't believe in it. This is not something that he should have the power to stop. We need to stand up for our fellow Aussies rights to marry the person of their choice. I've done the whole changed my profile pic on Facebook thing, and even on my blog here I've changed the background to the closest thing I could find to a rainbow lol, and I will stand up for the rights of my friends and fellow Aussies to marry the one they love. 

This is not something that should be fought about in church or parliament, this is a right for us all in this a democratic nation. And as such should not even be given any discussion time, it should just be done. 

I've seen all the love pouring out on Facebook today, but I've also seen the hate posts. I have of course blocked all of those as I always do, it's my right to decline to see them, just as it is your right to post them. And that's the big thing, it is our right, that's the one thing that all the haters can't seem to get their heads around. It is a right, it's a choice, and it's not your right to dictate to me who I can marry. You can suggest I don't marry someone, you can turn your back on me, you can disown me, but you don't have the right to stop me. 

I don't believe that this will cause God to turn his back on America, like some have said, cause if all the crap that's gone on over there in the name of God hasn't already done it, then nothing will. So lets just all let everyone live their lives with the person they love, which is really what it's all about. Heteros are not the only people in the world who fall in love, and that's really what it's about, choosing who we love, there is no gay marriage or hetero marriage there is just marriage. 

Catch yas
Cathy

Thursday, May 21, 2015

Maybe it's just me.....

but I'm thinking there might be a lot of people out there especially here in Australia that don't get why our American friends get so het up about the one particular line in the their Pledge of Allegiance. 

I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America and to the Republic for which it stands, one Nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.

The line I'm referring to is the 'one Nation under God' bit. From research I know that it was not added in till after the original pledge was written, just like the bit about the flag of the United States of America (added because an Australia, for example, could recite the pledge but be talking about their country flag not the US one which is apparently terrible LOL). But more than any other part of the pledge these 4 words seem to stir the blood of normal people and turn them into raving lunatics. Although really it's only 2 words 'under God' that were added. I'm just going with the 4 words cause that's the line quoted continuously. 

I've seen so many posts online about how this person is refusing to say it, or that this school has banned it because they don't want to upset others. And then there is all the blah blah about well if you come and live in our country you have to say it, and you have no right to tell us we can't say it, etc. Now, I get that. I'm the same, you don't have the right to stop me from saying what I want, but it goes both ways, I don't have the right to stop you saying it whenever you like either. So, that's something everyone seems to understand, right? But no wait, they don't, or at least a hell of a lot of people don't. 

'Get back to your own country!' 

'We are Christians'

'It's our right under the Constitution'

Are just some of the cries you can read on any post about someone refusing to say it. Then there's the constant trend towards some school saying that you can no longer say the pledge as it will offend some students and parents, well you know what grow some fucking balls and tell these students and parents that if they don't like it they or their child can be excused. Simple, and fucking logical in my eyes. 

I'm an Aussie, born and bred, my generation grew up singing God Save the Queen, but you know what, it didn't mean jack to me or to anyone else I know, we just did it cause it was expected of us. We didn't march around protesting being forced to sing something that meant jack to us. Admittedly we didn't have Facebook to launch a protest and that may have made all the difference, not lol. A lot of us are descended from convicts, sent here because of the laws in that same damn country where the Queen lives, and yet we still sung it. 

The way I see it, and maybe my view is skewed, I have no idea, but the way I see it is quite simple. If you don't want to say the Pledge, you shouldn't have to, if you want to leave out the bit about 'under God' do so, if you want to say it go for it, but both of you the one saying and the one not, have to stand side by side and respect each others views. You can't march into a school and demand it be removed from the daily ritual (I'm not sure when it's said at school, but from movies it looks like usually first class of the day), in doing so you are taking away the right of all students who want to say it and who believe in it. Telling someone your going to sue their arse if your child is forced to say it isn't the way to go either. Approach the school, work out a compromise, your child is allowed to sit quietly while the rest of the class recites the pledge, or wait in the hall. It's not going to kill them, it's not going to cut into their study time, it's a short fucking pledge and it apparently means a hell of a lot to a lot more people than you. Then the school and the students who are allowed to make their pledge, have to also promise, not to discriminate against your child/children in any way shape or form for being excused. If the anybody harasses your child then that child or teacher, is out, suspended. Any student who disrupts the saying of the pledge is out, suspended, done and fucking dusted. Simple solution and should be across the board in all states and all schools. The fact that the 'under God' was added later after the 'of the United States of America' bit, just makes this the Pledge of Allegiance mark 3 LOL. I could definitely say the Pledge without a hitch except for the 'under God' bit, that feels like I'm being forced to believe in God, so I'd skip that bit. I wouldn't demand it be removed and nor would I tell you you can't say it, as long as you let me do it my way.  

So there's my opinion for what it's worth, may not be worth jackshit, but hey it's all mine and no one can stop me from voicing it lol. I am not a hater of the Pledge of Allegiance, it means nothing to me, not my country, and I have no right to say to someone shut the fuck up I don't want to hear it, but if you want to stand next to me and say your Pledge, you go right ahead. 

There is also the something else I saw on Facebook the other day about a student being told he couldn't drive around with this big arsed flag flying out of the back of his truck because it could be offensive. Ummm offensive to who exactly? He's driving around in America, with the American flag waving, is he going to offend the Aussie who lives down the road? I think not, at least not if the Aussie is allowed to drive his truck around with a big arse Australian flag flying. Again that may be skewed because I am an Aussie, but I would like to feel that if I was from say Iran, living in the US, I'd respect any Americans right to have their flag flying and expect them to do the same. The one thing I thought of when I saw the size of the flag was, ummm sure he says it's not impeding his visibility but I bet it damn well is, that's one big flag flapping there LOL. 

Well that's it for me, I hope none of my American friends take offense at this humble Aussies opinions, no matter how skewed they are, after all it's my right to state them even if my country doesn't live under your constitution LOL. 

Catch yas

Cathy

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Just around the corner is......

Mothers Day. Yep, that time of year again, when mothers all over are inundated with gifts that are always welcome and much appreciated. But along with the gifts come the lead up of catalogues, every single freaking day, catalogues. 

I was just browsing through some that I received today and noticed, as I have before, the trend in the gifts the stores are pushing you to buy. There's the pjs, slippers and dressing gowns, cause we all know Mum does nothing but sit around all day drinking tea/coffee in her pjs, while Dad is out at work, and the kids are at school. How about a new vacuum cleaner, or something every mum wants a new iron? Of course we all know that Mum is the only one who knows how to use either one of these and what better way to tell her how much we appreciate her by giving her something that will make all her hard work around the house (while in her pjs) something to make her job easier, or rather emphasise the fact that's all she's good for. How about some makeup? Just to cover up your face mum, make you look beautiful, cause lets face it you need it. Some chocolate, sure we'll give it to you but we'll also end up eating it all, cause we know you'll share cause your the Mum. Some exercise equipment? Yeh, sorry mum, your butt is getting bigger, and is that a pot belly? Must be cause all you do all day is sit around in your pjs and eat chocolate. 

A new cookbook? Sorry but you really are cooking absolute shit at the moment, so someone had to let you know. A romantic DVD? We know you prefer action but it's Mothers Day that's all they have in the stores, I swear. Some nice new towels, and look they have washing instructions for you. Look at these beautiful shiny garden tools I got you. Okay you might actually have to get out of those pjs to use them, but come on Mum you can do it. 

How about some craft stuff? Nothing better than getting all crafty while in pjs, getting glue stuck in your hair and glitter all over the floor. See should of gotten you a vacuum so you could get that glitter all cleaned up. Sorry about the hair, yeh I know you've had to cut chunks out, but hey Mum it's the thought that counts, and you must be bored all day while we are at school. Ummmm Mum, your new mascara is running, sorry couldn't afford to get the waterproof one for you, but I only get $20 allowance, and that stuff costs. The reject shop is a perfectly good place to pick up gifts. 

Why is it that the Fathers Day catalogues are so much cooler? They get the ride on lawn mowers, and sure that's still for working, but how cool to have one to zoom around mowing the lawn. And the action movies, the biographies, all exciting stuff. No woosy cleanser or chocolate for Dad, he gets the fun stuff, a beer hat, a personalised beer mug, a voucher to go paint balling, or one for sky diving. Please note, I do not want to go sky diving LOL. 

Instead of the pjs etc, how about some nice photo frames to fill with family pictures, or a gorgeous bunch of flowers. Sure the flowers don't last, but the feeling of love stays forever. 

Catch yas
Cathy

Monday, December 15, 2014

One Madman

That was all it took to turn Sydney into a madhouse. One man who should not of been out walking the streets after being charged on suspicion of murder. One man who should not have been free to enjoy the freedoms Australia offers all her people, after being charged for sexual assault. Yet this one man threw the city into chaos, much like Martin Bryant threw Tasmania and the rest of Australia into chaos while we watched his murderous rampage through peaceful Port Arthur. 

Please note that I do not say that this man is Muslim, and the reason for this is because he isn't. I'm not a Muslim, I know people who are, I have read the facts and know, because I'm not some stupid hater, that this man did not act for religious reasons and nor do true Muslims advocate this kind of outright hate. The man was a stupid fucker who decided he wanted to play God, just like Martin Bryant, just like any madman. 

I don't know the religion of my neighbours, nor do I care, it is their actions that speak to me. The way they say morning when I pass by, the way I see them treat their families, the way they get up every morning and put on their underwear one leg at a time, just like me. These are the things that speak to me, I do not stop to ask them if they are Christians or Muslims, cause I don't give a damn. They are all the same as I am, trying to keep their families safe and happy. Trying to make a living so they can retire and still be able to pass on a legacy. 

I am not a religious person, I know about different religions because I take the time to learn about them. There is not a religion in the world that can claim they have not taken part in some atrocity or other. Whether it was from 1000s of years ago or not, they cannot say it didn't happen. And why does it happen, because one madman decides he has the right to say how we should all live. Men have been doing it for years, invading countries and moving their own beliefs in while slaughtering those who don't bow down to them. We live in an age where we value our freedom, where we want to be able to walk down to the shops without the threat of someone who has decided today is the day they vent their hate. 

The atrocities are committed by the simple act of people believing the lies told to them by their leaders. Men who claim to have the ear of some God or other, men who cannot seriously be called men, and they will slaughter until they too are slaughtered. The ones who follow are the uneducated they are the ones who when told that that woman walking her children to school is committing a sin rape her, the ones who think that that man who attends a different church to them must be killed. They are the ones who believe that even a child who is not old enough to form their own opinions can be sacrificed. 

We are taught that God gave man free will (yes I have been to church and read the bible despite not being religious) and yet when that man commits a horrendous crime we don't then say it was free will, we turn to the mans religious beliefs first. If we can't find a reason there, it may be the colour of his skin, or maybe the family he was raised in. The fact is this man made the decision to do what he did, no one said to him "Hey go out and kill" without him not then saying "Okay". He could say "No" but with free will he has that choice. It is the man who makes that choice, not his religion. 

I've seen some posts about people praying for the safety of Muslims, sorry your post should read praying for the people of the world. Yes there might be backlash, yes you have the right to pray for whoever you want, but if you want to prevent backlash then here's a good place to start. Whatever your religion, whatever you believe in, stop praying for your own people and share your prayers with the world and all it's peoples. 


Catch yas
Cathy

PS these are my thoughts and I've used my free will to write them down. 

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Surprise surprise

Anyone who is surprised when a politician turns around and changes their mind after being voted in on the promise they have just broken, is a fucking moron in my opinion. 

Do you seriously think this fuckwit is going to be able to keep, or rather want to keep the promises they made? Seriously? They lie and lie continuously (I think they actually go through a special training course) and yet people still manage to be shocked and even go so far as to defend the lie. Wise up, there isn't a politician in the world, not even the universe, who hasn't lied to get what they want. It doesn't matter what party you vote for, they will lie to you. And what the hell do they care, they aren't the ones struggling to make ends meet, they aren't trying to live on air while they watch everything that they worked hard for get auctioned off so they can go and buy some groceries. They aren't the ones trying to keep a roof over their heads, or watching their children struggle along in their hand me downs. Fuck em all. 

I'm not sure about the rest of the world but in Australia, they get voted in, rip us off then get voted out again, only to live the happy life on a huge pension with benefits, and what do they have to do to get all this? Why, just tell the biggest lies they can get away with. I don't care if your telling me you'll put a halt to global warming, or give us a better public transport system, I don't fucking believe you. Unfortunately if I don't vote for one of these bastards I get fined, or if I do go and vote but leave the form blank, my vote of course doesn't get counted. I'm so tired of voting and then waiting for the broken promises to start. 

I know alot of bills have to get voted in, so if the majority says no then that's it, but please don't tell me your going to make my life better and promise to do so, when you know full well you can't unless the rest of the fuckers agree. And they won't!!! Just be honest enough to say you will try to get such and such a bill passed. At least that's honest. 

This is not directed at any particular party or person, they are all exactly the same. What's the alternative? Damned if I know LOL. I do think that they would be more honest if they weren't given all the benefits they get now, but we know they won't ever stop them, because it's the same bastards who get the benefits that vote on whether to lower or do away with them. And seriously if your in politics why would you vote against something that would mean you lose out. 

I don't want them to give me anything amazing, like a house or car, but for goodness sake, stop making my everyday life hard. I want the good free healthcare I was promised, I want to be able to retire and spend time with my family without having to beg or steal to eat and pay for my water, electricity, and heating. I don't want to pay through the damn nose for insurance cause some fucker says I'm old (only I'm allowed to say that LOL), and nor do I want to be told by some fucker who is going to retire on a huge pension that my pension is high enough I don't need more. 

Rant done LOL. 

Catch yas
Cathy
PS here you go Dad :)

Saturday, July 12, 2014

1984 - July 13th 1984 to be exact

Today is the eve of my eldest childs 30th birthday. 30! yep I said 30. How could that be possible? I suppose for my parents they wonder how the hell they have children over 50, but this isn't about them, it's about me. 

I was thinking about the year 1984 and what I was doing where I was living, who I was married to (unfortunately) and all the changes that have happened since then. 

I found out I was pregnant the morning of my marriage, to he who shall remain nameless. Pretty sure I was happier about the pregnancy more so than the wedding, but I made my choice and have moved on well and truly since then. We lived in a town called Faulconbridge in the Blue Mountains of NSW. We rented a house from an old workmate of he who shall remain nameless, and it was a really cool house. Naturally that didn't last as he couldn't maintain a friendship with anyone for longer than 5 minutes, and we moved to a caravan in the backyard of his parents house in Blaxland. Not something I'd recommend to any pregnant woman, caravans are not built for pregnancy especially when it has no toilet. 

Luckily we were only there for a few months, and as I was working I wasn't stuck in it all day. We moved to a 2 bedroom flat above some shops, just up the road. For the first 3 months we lived there, I didn't actually see a single step, and yet there was 2 flights of them to get to our flat. I worked at the Blue Mountains City Council in Katoomba, and drove to work everyday. 

We didn't have a cordless phone, or a mobile phone. We didn't have a flat screen tv, and we thought we were pretty lucky to have a frost free fridge. We had a betamax video recorder, the remote was actually attached to it with a long cord, so not really a remote. Not long before I gave birth, the dickhead sold the car we owned free and clear to go into debt for a piece of shit that he seemed to think was better. Whatever, we all know he was a and is a dick. We had records, not CDs, no walkmans even for us. We thought we were pretty cool cause we had a cassette player in the car, rather than an 8 track which we had in a previous car. 

After I had Tara, I used cloth nappies, disposables were around, but not the best. I didn't have a baby capsule, instead she was in a bassinet in the back seat, with a net over it. I presume that was to catch her LOL. She did end up in a capsule, but not till they became compulsory. I can't believe that that belt of velcro was considered strong enough to hold a baby in place. 

The 1984 Los Angeles Olympics was on that year, I spent many a night watching from my place on the couch while I was up feeding her. I think that I watched more of the Olympics than I had ever previously, or since, watched. I watched the launch of the first Space Shuttle, over and over again. Worst thing about not having cable was we didn't have many TV stations LOL. "Do they know it's Christmas" was recorded, and played over and over. The first CDs were made, Apple introduced us all to the Mac, Genetic fingerprinting was developed, and we were all still wearing those awesome 80s fashions.




Popular Movies
  • Ghostbusters
  • Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom
  • Gremlins
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  • Terms of Endearment
  • The Karate Kid
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  • The A-Team
  • Jeopardy!


Geez what a list, not much to choose from with either of them LOL. 

The world has come a long way since then. I'm typing this on my home pc, and it isn't the size of a room. I'm charging my touch screen mobile and the flat screen tv is on in the background, loading a DVD to watch tonight. 

Tara has also come along way from that cute little baby who woke up like clockwork for her 4 hourly feeds, could never wake her earlier LOL. From the little girl going to school for the first time, and flash forward to the little girl leaving school after Year 10. To her getting her first job, to her boyfriends, to her tears, to her tantrums, to her laughter, to her love, to getting married, to her first child, to buying a home, to buying a business, to having a second child, to a new house, to an online business, wow, you've come a long way baby and I couldn't be prouder. 

The only I could criticise is that you continue to get older, which means I have to get older LOL. 

Love you Tara with all my heart, Happy Birthday xxxx