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I know how to do this unwrapping stuff now.

Happy Families Again?

Present from Nanoo went down very well. The clock and the upside down tomato planter you can see in the background were from me to S. S. threw out the clock his Dad gave him (and A) years back for their home.  It did fall off the wall and get broken but it was nice timber that I would have kept. It is safer to get S really plain things that he cannot associate with anything.

Boxing Day - and both Brett and Stacey turned up, so Cohen was happy to get his presents, eat Christmas tree marshmallows and have a quick turn in the pool before the next shower of rain.

Traditional Turkey Christmas Dinner for 2009

Cherry Brandy and Lemonade since my wine was already gone.

We made the vericeraptor and the mammoth before Connor left Christmas Eve at 6am - dragged out of bed by A and the boyfriend out in the car. There is a special Christmas Bell in the photo too if you can see it.

 

Been spending a bit of time here the last few days drinking his Xmas present.

It seems Connor is staying and Scott got mixed up and has been stressing about 9pm coming and Connor being picked up when it wasn't even to be. Connor arrived before Brett left to go back up to his Dad's while I was out doing shopping. It has been a nice time for Connor and S too and me but now S is getting into some story about a 12 year cycle starting again. Not sure why he is preoccupied with his calculations tonight since they are based on the premise that Friday 13th November was Halloween which it wasn't.

The Streets Vienetta was nice

 

Presents From Auntie Debbie

 

Is That All I Get?

 

I had some fun too

 

Quality Time with Dad on Christmas Eve Eve

 
Christmas Eve Eve Fun

 
Present from GrandNana at Our Christmas Eve Eve Connor Eve

Been seeing far too much of this staring look but it is worse with two eyes boring into you.

 

But then again, it is done to B too, who I think started it a long time ago. Seems we all can give the evil eye.

Just to prove I went for my first early morning walk in....months

Back In The Days When The Mary River Was Going To Be Dammed.
 

I am glad something went right in 2009 and the Mary River Valley was saved.

But this is a hidden post about a gripe, the above is just the initial impression a casual reader may get.

For my true follower, I will let you in on a horrible tale, that once again shattered my faith in my children.

Another straw for the camels back came when I was given a bottle of Jacobs Creek Sauvignon Blanc for helping a neighbour in the street with formatting an email they had messed up. They were eternally grateful because they thought the letter would have to by typed again from scratch. Despite me being in fibro fog, it was not a particularly demanding task and the gift was not necessary. I took the bottle back home (exhausted from the walk over the road thanks to a bad fibro fortnight(so far))and put it in the fridge with instructions that it was to be saved for Christmas Dinner.

Nevertheless, he asked several times if we could open it after that point, each time me replying in the negative.

Last night, I was presented with a glass of wine at my computer desk. I went off my brain lecturing him and telling him how much he had spoilt things for me. Sour looks for the rest of the night and I cannot say I feel any love toward him today either.

Now all that is left is to find out how much back rent is owed to the department. The letter was posted on Friday. Not happy about all the people in the street that could have, but when it came to the crunch, it was my own son who dobbed me in.

I wish it could be but even if it was the thought behind the behavior, departmental housing cannot be passed on to your children.

Tree Removal

BEFORE and AFTER

A Breakthrough For Chronic Fatigue Syndrome and Fibromyalgia?

From the Bird Hide at Banksia Beach Wader Sanctuary.

He has done it again. He cancelled one place because he did not like the sound of it after making the enquiries and getting the go ahead to check out the share accomodation. Then after the rest of the day planning to head up to the other one at 5 o'clock which he decided to delay until 7pm so that they would not see his unwashed car in the dark, he just rang up and cancelled completely saying he wasn't interested, it being 6.30pm now. He denies being frightened, says I am an old crow and that he is not going to "put up with that shit" so that is why he cancelled. What shit? As far as I know nothing other than arranging a time suitable. Now he says he has got to get out of the Coast and it is Brisbane for the next target.

Stiched two photos together to show Noosa Hill
Made a mistake obviously. But it is not something that I cannot correct next time I put the effort into this sort of thing.

Actually I wanted to say that the person living with me has set ideals so high that he no longer can accept anything less than perfection from others. I think that is what he means. He will reject anything that will not fit his ideals and consequently he has quit job networks because they weren't good enough, quit work for the dole because he felt it was a backward step for him - their standards were not even in line with what he decided was an issue of workplace health and safety. He has rejected work ideas outright because they were beneath him, involved his father, reminded him of Brett or was out of town. He has not even contacted places that I have found for cheap share accomodation. He has knocked back one place he found himself because it was not suitable. He has been awarded places in courses and even rejected the idea of going along with it until he had his precious pieces of paper. But no, the standard was not high enough to call itself a Senior Certificate in First Aid. And the"protocal" of the place that ran the Fork Lift Truck Licence, was at fault. I have no idea what he means. He hates explaining to me. It tears me apart because I just see a person closing doors on himself.

He promises me that he is NOT mentally ill.