Let's talk about....

Admit it you were starting to sing the song, Let's talk about sex baby..... Too bad that's not what I'm going to be talking about. 

Social Media, aka the Internet, aka no freaking privacy LOL. I love the internet, I love going on Facebook, I used to love Myspace but that's over now. What's not to love about the internet, the ease of looking up info from something for a school project to booking a holiday, all from the comfort of your own home. You can chat to someone on the other side of the world, you can play games, you can share your life with the world. You can blog LOL. But it never ceases to amaze me how many people forget that if you post it on the internet it's out there forever. It can't be taken back, it can't be deleted, it will be there until the world ends, somewhere, hiding, lurking, just waiting to come back out some day and get you, BOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

I go on Facebook to catch up with friends and play games, what I don't go on there for but what is shoved in my face everyday is drama. Don't get me wrong the drama from other peoples lives is hilarious, especially when I know the people. But come on, surely you realise that everyone you are friends with and some you aren't can read your shit. Do you seriously want everyone to know your business. How well do you actually know the people on your friends list? Are you sure they are who they say they are? Logic dictates that if you can't see the person in the flesh and if you don't know them personally then they could be anyone. We read about the pedophiles in the papers who hook up through the internet with young boys and girls, how do you know that that's not who your talking to? How do you know everything is what it seems? The fact is, you don't. 

Of course there is security measures you can take, but remember everyday there is someone out there who is sitting in front of their pc hacking. As soon as a new security measure is up, someone is working to bring it down. I don't know why, maybe they like the challenge, fine you want the challenge that's all good, but what you don't need to do is then post your hack online so that every sick bastard out there learns it and uses it. 

This isn't confined to the internet, the media blasts us everyday with stories about celebrities doing this or that, then a month later it's all different; Same pictures but a completely different storyline. We sit there and read it all, and believe it, yet again. We must be the most gullible creatures on the planet LOL. The thing is that now with the internet we can all read about it sooner, no sooner does some celebrity slip over in a puddle of snow than the news is out about their drinking and drugs problems. OMG is that a baby belly, no she's just been out for a big meal and enjoyed it, or maybe she just doesn't care that she has a little bit of a belly. I know I sure don't, but mines not little LOL.

I also have a blast when someone attacks someone on line, ooooo scary shit man LOL. It's pretty funny when it all seems sweet till someone starts swearing or calling names. It's almost like a competition to see who can last the longest without letting loose. And there's nothing that gets on the attackers nerves more than a nice calm approach LOL. Usually leads to a total breakdown, and that is just too funny. But then it's out there can't be taken back, seen and read, in some cases copied and saved to be used later. Just remember that whatever you say or do online is out there in the ether for all to see. 


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Cathy

Arrrggghhhh turn it off!!!!!!

Reality TV that is. Well most of it anyway. I watched a season of Survivor and was over it, 2 seasons of Big Brother and was over it. I only watch X Factor and Idol when I'm desperate, have never watched Master Chef (the ads are enough) and I watched Dancing with the stars cause one of the stars on it, I liked. I also watched The Block for 2 seasons, before being over it as well. They are freaking everywhere, you can't turn on the TV without a reality show being on, no matter how much Channel surfing you do, there will be one somewhere. 

I have to admit to watching Sister Wives, it fascinates me that these women live with this one man and put up with his crap LOL. I don't see loving families I see complete morons. Although not having a man around constantly isn't a bad thing, but dealing with all the other wives arrrggghhhh. I tend to watch it so I can bitch about it. Long Island Medium is another I watch occasionally, more for the fascination factor with all things occult than her and that is for sure. She's a disaster. Anyone that can use that much hairspray is a walking fire hazard. 

Then I come to Honey Boo Boo, wtf is all I can say. How anyone can find that entertaining has me beat, I've forced myself to watch it just to see what the big deal is. As far as I can tell it's a bunch of hillbillies who are quite frankly disgusting. They eat crap, they are as dumb as planks, and how the hell she was ever a winner of anything amazes me. I happened to catch an episode where they were doing a recap, I got to watch the cooking, the dumbness (honey boo boo couldn't even spell bingo for fucks sake) and the excitement of Mommas neck crust, ewwwwwwwww. 

I know there are lovers of reality TV out there, but seriously. It seems that the networks will jump on any excuse to show a new one, and I'm sorry but watching some little kid pick her nose while the whole family sits around farting is not entertainment. And there has to be people watching these shows, cause otherwise the networks would drop them faster than you can say fart. But who is it that watches them? I mean seriously? Who?

I want the networks to stop canning the good shows and get this crap off the air. It seemed at one stage that every single show I enjoyed they dropped, maybe after one season maybe after a pilot. And then they were replaced by Reality TV. WTF. This is not reality, reality is I get up in the morning, go to the can, shower, do some laundry, work, cook, and clean. There is no sitting around discussing shit, there is no fuck this and fuck that every 5 seconds, in fact I was just washing the car, and didn't swear once LOL. I'm not saying I don't, just seems to me that on some of these shows it's a constant and without it no one would watch. Mostly they seem to me to be totally scripted, I can't imagine people actually living like these shows show. Wife Swap, give me a break, who the hell would go on something like that? Obviously you'd have to get paid, and not something I could ever do since there is no hubby here LOL. 

Okay there's my rant, now I'm going to go do some channel surfing. I'll be uploading video of me throwing the remote at the TV when I can't find anything decent to watch, I might even slam a door or two. 

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Cathy

And so that was Christmas

Another year gone, another Christmas celebrated. Another bunch of hyper kids running around like lunatics, hyped up on sugar and excitement LOL. 

I love Christmas with the family, and I'm so glad I have one to celebrate the day with. I have a bunch of grandkids to spoil and enjoy and a wonderful family to sit and gossip with. Not to mention the seemingly endless supply of food we have to try and squeeze into our belly that just doesn't seem to expand at the same rate as the food goes in. Rained this year, so we had to celebrate inside, the rain can't possibly put a dampener on Christmas Day, it can affect other days but Christmas is just special. 

We are not religious the day doesn't have any sort of religious significance to us, but instead it is a day we celebrate life and love. Some might say that life and love shouldn't come with presents, but neither should celebrating the birth of Jesus unless your giving him presents LOL. 

As a kid I eagerly waited for Santa to visit, and with my brothers, tore through our Santa sacks live speedy Gonzales on acid. We travelled to the city to celebrate with other family, always having a hot dinner until the parents decided it was just too much and we stayed at home and had salads, much better suited to Christmas in Australia LOL. I have to admit I sometimes miss the hot lunch and the larger gathering, but only for a little bit LOL.

As I got older Christmas became fun because I was able to buy presents myself to pass out, the thrill of picking something out that I thought was perfect for the recipient and paying for it myself was wonderful. Wrapping the gifts carefully and sliding them under the tree, knowing they would be given and received with love, left me with the warm fuzzies. Then I got to be Santa, stuffing sacks on Christmas eve with presents that were filled with little pieces that could get lost or sucked into the vacuum, didn't dampen the excitement of playing Santa. For most of my kids lives I've been a single parent, which of course means bugger all money. I'd layby at the start of the year, and pay it off as I could. Then when it was closer by the little gifts to fill the sacks, you know the ones I'm talking about, the kids love them but they usually break within a couple of days LOL. 

And now my kids are Santa, well 2 of them are anyway. And I get to be Nana and sit back and watch as my girls take the reins and give the joy I felt for years to their own kids. I get to visit and play and then leave LOL. Christmas eve the tree was surrounded by gifts, and now it sits decorated still but without the colour of all different wrappings surrounding it. The wrapping paper is now in the recycling bin, the gifts received have been put away. And that's it for another year. 

I used to be so organised when the kids were little what with the early laybying, this year it was all last minute and a huge rush, probably should start shopping in the new year for next years Christmas, but I'm pretty sure it will be a rush again LOL. 

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Cathy

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. May all your dreams come true and may your families and you remain safe and happy. 

Protection

I just don't get it. They are talking about a law in Australia that will protect the rights of the unborn child, basically protecting them against child abuse. If a parent is a known addict and gets pregnant they will be forced to sign a parental contract that will allow their baby to be taken at birth if it's broken. The way to break the contract is to have a positive drug test, or to stay in an abusive relationship. 

With the abusive relationship this doesn't mean staying with the man you love who has suddenly changed and has actually started to act like a man and stop beating you. He would of course have to undergo counselling and the couple would have to prove there was no more abuse. I'm in 2 minds over this one. The fact that some women are so traumatised by years of abuse and conditioned to do what their man says and to take what he dishes out, does not to me mean that she feels she has any options. Now we all know there are options but unless we walk a day in their shoes we really don't know. I stayed for years of psychological abuse, only leaving when it did get violent. If it hadn't, who knows maybe I'd still be there and my girls would have had to live with the same abuse I did, and grown up to be completely different people. 

With a positive drug test on the other hand, I feel completely differently. To me one single positive test for marijuana is child abuse. It makes no difference if it is one or 100, one single test is enough for me to say, strip that woman of all rights. Now I read a letter to the editor in the paper this morning, decrying the idea, calling it the same as the stolen generation. Ummm, no it's not. I in no way advocate what happened to the stolen generation, these children were taken from parents who's only crime (and I say that tongue in cheek as it is not a crime), was to have different coloured skin. They would of loved their children and raised them as well as they could, just like any other parent of the times. There were in fact many white parents who didn't deserve to have their children, but the fact they were white meant they couldn't possibly be abusing their children. Sorry going off on a different tangent now, but the fact is that removing a child who has been abused while still in the womb is not the same. We know that what happened with the stolen generation was wrong, we understand that it should never of happened. So if these poor babies born to drug addicted parents and who suffer greatly with withdrawal from birth, are not removed we all know it will also be wrong. Sure the parents should have a chance to prove they can change, it is every ones right to show that while they may of been wrong in the past they have changed, but is it not the babys right to be given a safe and loving environment to grow up in? Does that baby not have the same right as it's parent to make choices and not have them made for them. 

The baby born to a drug addicted mother suffers from birth with withdrawal, they can have birth defects and be mentally handicapped in some way. They are also at high risk of developing a drug addiction themselves later in life. And what of the parent, their baby gets taken away, they get stoned and forget about it. They may protest and claim to fight everyday and decry their rights being taken away. But I can't see how they can possibly say that they love their child and that anyone can believe it. In this day and age, I cannot believe there is a single person who does not know the dangers of abusing drugs while pregnant. There is too much information out there and it's not hidden away or only available to those with money. If you attend a medical centre while pregnant they will tell you it isn't safe to do drugs, your friends will tell you the same, your family knows all about it. So don't claim ignorance. It's even something taught in schools when they talk about the danger of drugs. 

I have personally heard someone say that smoking a little pot won't hurt their baby. This person is not a doctor they are not a scientist, in fact they haven't even finished school, so how would they know. Seriously that is just a lie they tell themselves to feel good about the fact they know they are fucking with their babies lives. So, your a mother who has had a history of drugs and drink, you have no children living with you, and you get pregnant again. Does your life change? If the answer is no, your going to keep doing whatever you want cause its your right as an adult, then you are nothing but a child abuser. Don't scream about 'The Man' taking away your precious baby, while making no changes to your life. If you want to have a healthy happy baby living with you as part of your family, then make the changes. Do not do drugs, listen to the experts, dump all those so called friends of yours who you know are losers and going nowhere but down. And just maybe you will win the right to be a parent. 

If you refuse to change your lifestyle, I say again, you are nothing more than a child abuser and you don't deserve anything. 

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Cathy

So this is .....

54. Yep 54, it's my birthday and I'm 54. Sorry for repeating it but I can't believe it LOL. I don't feel 54, or maybe I do, but never having been 54 before I just don't know it. I still feel ............................................................................ 38, you all thought I was going to say 21, well no that's not possible to feel that young again, not when I have 3 kids and 8 grand kids, and to be honest I don't want to be 21 again anyway. Nothing special with being 21 these days, and while it was fun, that's all it was, fun. 

So I've had another year of marvelling at the stupidity of people who believe that if they vote for someone new then things will change. Another year of dealing with arseholes who believe they are in the right and it doesn't matter what I say I'm wrong. That includes me saying the sky is blue, apparently it isn't LOL. Another year of working to retirement and sleeping in. Another year of being stuck in the same place I've been for years. Another year of laughing at people who post all their drama on face book and are then shocked when others post that they are idiots. Another year of reading American politics posts and all the bitching that goes along with it. Got to admit that is fun, some people get so emotional LOL. Another year of new aches and pains, new hair growths and yet more grey hair. 

But it's also been another year of fun, another year of adding another grandchild to the family. Another year of laughing at my kids as they complain about getting older. Another year of teasing my parents about how old they are. And believe me they are olddddddddddddddd. Another year of having a baby brother and feeling stupid when referring to him as that. Another year of having an older brother, and not feeling at all stupid when referring to him as that LOL. Another year of meeting new people and sharing grandchildren with them. Another year of all the family drama that my middle child must endure, but enjoying the laughing over the whole ridiculous thing. 

All in all, despite the many lows that I have survived through my 54 years, the highs far out weigh them. I've watched my first marriage deteriorate., my second fall after my husband died, I've lived through my children's pain as they have gone through emotional roller coasters and I've had to deal with a mother who is not what she used to be. But I've watched my children grow into wonderful people, and each of them are so different and yet the same. I've watched them get married (well 2 of them), have children (not necessarily in that order), and move forward in their lives. I've laughed with them, I've cried with them, I've lived their lives with them. It has been up and down, and round and round, but oh so much fun. 

We don't live in each others pockets, but we are there for each other and never forget the road that has led us to where we are today. I reckon I can live with 54, it's not a bad number I guess. Not sure how I'll feel at 55, but lets deal with one birthday at a time. 


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Cathy

It's the End of the World as We Know It ...

With the soon to be new season of Walking Dead starting on TV, I've been thinking. How many times have we seen Zombies taking over the world without the armed forces being able to stop them. Seriously what the hell are we paying them for if they can't kill a few dead people. They have access to the most powerful weapons in the world, and yet we see armies decimated by 10 zombies taking a stroll down the middle of a highway. And hey guys, everyone knows that the only way to kill a zombie is shoot it in the head, geez. Stop firing your machine guns in a maniacal spray that hits nothing, get the snipers out and shoot em right between the eyes. A pre teen kid can do it, a guy (a very hot guy) with a crossbow can do it, even a bunch of people with no clue how to use a gun can poke a crowbar through their brains. 

Maybe our special forces need some specialist training in zombie killing. If they sit through just one episode of The Walking Dead they will be set. And stop shooting randomly, one shot through the head and the bullets will last. So a bunch of zombies has taken over a major city, sorry if there is still anyone in there not zombified, nuke the city, or really you don't even need to nuke it, just bomb it, then move in with the troops protected in tanks, and shoot any left. Zombies don't shoot back guys, they don't run, they sure as shit can't sneak up on you, they are ruled by hunger, throw down some blood and guts and lure them into your trap. The fact that everyone turns into a zombie after death without being bitten isn't really a new twist either, seen it in movies before, so be prepared for it. "Oh Mabel, looks like old Frank has gone and died. Get the pick axe." See simple. 

And what's with all the sudden traffic jams all over the place. Your going to stop over a little fender bender to exchange insurance info, get real people this is the end of the world the zombie apocalypse, keep driving, worry about the damage to your car later. And for goodness sakes, stay in your damn car, why get out and abandon it in the middle of the road, you think your going to escape the shuffling herd of zombies, get real, you can run the bastards down you know. If you must abandon your vehicle cause you run out of gas or the engine dies pull over to the side of the road and abandon your vehicle, or push it to the side of the road. Try and have some common courtesy to any survivors coming behind you needing to get to a disease control centre, pull over so they can get past quickly and easily as they leave you eating their dust. 

Then there's all the packing, don't forget to load your car with, oh well what do you say water and food, forget the fucking photos and suitcases loaded with clothes, your need food and water, load it up. You need weapons, juniors baseball bat will work just as well as a gun when it comes to killing a zombie. The tyre iron you just took out to put in your wife's makeup, put the fucker back. If she's dead she'll look dead, and no amount of makeup will change that. 

Another thing I'd love to have explained to me, maybe this season will explain it, why the hell does all the satellite coverage stop. You've got a satellite phone, but suddenly you can't call your neighbour who also has a satellite phone, did zombies go up into space and destroy all the unmanned satellites? Must someone clock into work every day to switch them on? Sure eventually they will break down and burn up on reentry but at least for a while they should work. I get that power will cut out because it does actually need people to maintain it, but come on seriously there isn't one survivor left who can switch the power back on in our fortified town. 

All of that said, I will definitely be watching when the new season starts, I love the show, I don't care that it was so easy for zombies to take over, it's all about the entertainment, it's also educational, if my neighbour turns all zombie, I know what to do before they can spread the disease. And I won't fuck around worrying about whether or not they are still in there somewhere, your a zombie fucker, your going down!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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Cathy

You guys rock!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This one has been a long time coming. You all know from previous posts how proud I am of all my children, they are all different and walk different paths. They have their moments when you just want to strangle them, and I'm sure that goes both ways, but they are all my proudest achievement. 

That said this blog is about one of those children, the middle child (no syndromes seem to have attached to her), and it doesn't mean that I think more of her than the others (I know they read this LOL). This is more to talk about how truly amazing she is along with her husband. There will be no names mentioned, but those of you who know us personally will know who they are. 

My daughter had her first child at the age of 16 while still living at home and going to school. It wasn't easy on any of us,most of all her, but she managed to continue her schooling (yes I helped LOL) and finish off her Year 12 as she had always planned. It took her a bit longer but she still did it. 

She is now 27 and along with her first child has had 2 more, and has gained a stepson by marriage. Pretty full on family with just those, but her and her husband have also fostered 2 siblings, and how they manage always  amazes us. She had a 9 yr old and an almost 2 yr old when she had her 3rd, born in the shower at home hehehehe. Then when they learnt of a situation with a family member they stepped up and took in a little baby girl. They hesitated, they both knew she could have issues and that having 2 babies was not going to be easy, but they still did it. And now with those 2 little girls both 1 they have taken in another baby. He is a cutie. 

They got the call they said yes, and that's just the sort of people they are. I know there are other wonderful foster parents out there, but this is about the ones I know personally and no one in our family doubts that if anyone can do it they can. It's not easy for them, support that was offered has since been withdrawn, but the kids (every one of them) is loved and well cared for. We all do what we can, but it's not easy when you work (like me) and have your own young family (her older sister) to deal with. But we do what we can, which is pretty much what its all about. 

Not only are they foster parents, but we are a foster family, these kids are as much a part of our lives as the ones born into it, and they are loved by us all. Everyone knows how hard it is to raise a child, imagine getting a phone call with no notice to take in another. I'm not sure it's something I could do, but am proud to have family members that can. 

They have it hard with that many kids, having to get a big car, and rent a big house is all expensive. Having to keep up with washing for that many kids is hard, and constantly cleaning up after them isn't the fun thing it seems. But they do it all, and as I said they do it with very little help. I'm surprised they haven't both gone insane, or maybe it's just they always were and we never noticed LOL. With all the running around after the kids, my daughter was studying at home, and her husband has been training for a new job. By the end of the day they are both exhausted and dream about the day the kids will all be grown up. But they don't wish it for now, they would miss out on too much, and while it might be easier if the kids were bigger and able to do more to help out, you never want to miss out on all those important milestones. 

So to my daughter and her husband, I raise a glass to you both and say "You guys are amazing, I wish more people in the world were like you. I'm proud of you both and so happy you are a part of my family. Love you"


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Cathy