Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Rotty's and Vets

My 9 year old Rotti (yep I have 2 of em) had major surgery today. She had a lump removed from her chest and is the proud owner of an elizabethan collar, a script for drugs, a quiet corner and an anxious owner. She's drowsy, dopey, a bt tentative on her feet and she's gorgeous. You can't help loving a anmal who returns your affection ten fold. In human years she's about 72, that's a fair innings though I'd like her to hold on for a few more years if she can. It's why we pay the huge vet bills right?

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Mother's Day

So what did you do mother's day? Did you spend the day with family, on your own or with the dog? I think every day is mother's day because we spend soooo much time doing the fetch and carry and please let me drive you everywhere thing. It's never ending and then one day.....it is. Ended I mean. Cos now they're off living their own life and it's good, it's great and it's a little sad. So mother's day although pagan in origin...and it is...also is a great time for family get together's. I like em. Pressies aren't bad either.

Friday, May 7, 2010

Parents - Rest In Peace

My dad died at home in his sleep yesterday. He was 82 years old and he missed mum who died 4 months ago. They had been married 60 years. Mum was 79. Funny how you look back on your parent's lives and get snapshots of moments that you recall vividly and others that are like an echo. You remember it vaguely but not where it came from.

Tomorrow the family are going to get together for lunch and a few drinks and to reminisce about our parents. There are a lot of things that make families irritating but this time, it's usually when we mutually agree to meet on neutral ground and focus on the good times.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Les Mills Bodypump

So there I am at 6am with an empty stomach taking a pump class. It's my normal wednesday morning class so that's no biggie. What bother's me is that I'm still traumatised with my dad and his tantrums and I'm standing there ready to start and I don't have a clue what the first move is. I know the song but you know that "ding" you get between floors when you're in an elevator that's me... oh there it is, or at least part of it and off I go. In between tracks, I fill the class in on my week. Should really be about them, but hey I've got the mic and I'm standing on the stage so guess what? It's therapeutic really it is. Give it a try....

Card Skimming

Who's had their card skimmed? It's pretty scary really and there's major heart rate elevation there, until you get to the bank to get it sorted. Happened to my son on the weekend while he was working away. He lost quite a bit of money, but bless the bank's heart they agreed to reimburse him within 4 business days and forgo the usual 45. Good of them really since it was their system compromised.

Living with aged parents.

So I thought; having my 82 year old dad stay with me would be, if not that easy, at least I could cope. Big mistake! When you work two jobs from 4am - 5pm and willingly I might add, there's not a lot of room left over for dad. And he lets me know it.

My dad throws tantrums in a bid for attention, he makes a mess if he doesn't get his way, he wants pain medication when he hasn't been on it for months. He stops eating and drinking. Sound familiar?

I'm eyeing off the bottle of tequila in the pantry. Cos I think I should start with topshelf. After all why deprive myself when clearly I'm going to be a babbling mess if this situation keeps up.
Anaesthetise myself that's the plan. And start a "Why I Mind My Parent" support group. Call ourselves WIMP, buy the tshirt, dvd, book. Go on utube. Yeah. Have another drink. Eat chocolate.

Membership is free.