Happy Birthday Bro

So today is the birthday of my baby brother David he is now 35, like how did that happen it doesn't sound that long ago that I was walking the floor with him trying to get him to sleep while mum drove dad to work.

Now Dave has always been a mummy’s boy and mum’s favourite you may think this would cause a problem for him with his sisters but you would be wrong, we all just accept it for what it is. Dad’s favourite is Sandra so it is all good but we are not talking about Sandra are we.

As a child was a right so and so partly because he was a spoilt little brat at times, and I remember saying to mum once if he spoke to any other adult the way he spoke to me he would get into trouble but because I was his sister he got away with it.

Dave live at home till he met Leigh, he was happy living at home avbnd we use to joke that he would never leave home.

Dave is now married to Leigh and they have a daughter together Liarna and Dave is also Dawson’s father and step dad to Kayla (Leigh’s daughter).

You know when Dave was a little boy he was indeed “little” as in short and mum and dad thought about giving him growth hormones to help him grow, thankfully they didn't do so as when he was a teenager he shot up and is now around 5’10” I think, what I know is that he towers over me and more so Jeannie who is only 4’7”…………………….lol

My Birthday Wish List......................

Guess what, guess what, guess what ………………my birthday is approaching again yeah that time of year is rolling around again this year I will be 51 there is still a couple of weeks before the big day it’s the 16^th November anyway since it is approaching again I thought I would do a birthday wish post so family members can have an idea what I would like for my birthday.

I have already told Kathy-Lee that I would love another battery operated razor as my last one stopped working.

I would also love a foot message

A shoulder and head message, remember I like a firm message but not too hard it hurts that is what mum and Sue and I think Sandra like but not me.

A brownie pan for when I cook brownies

A new typewriter and yes I know that typewriters are old school but I still want one why because there are many things I find hard to use the printer for, I know that Tim says why don’t I just use the printer but it is a lot of fiddle arsing around and difficult to get it to work right. So I would like a typewriter.

Some Christmas decorations stuff because I love Christmas and decorating the house.

Lightweight ¾ pants so I am not stuck wearing either long pants or shorts……..Size 20

A new tattoo is what I told Jessica I would like, she knows what one I would like.

Either a baked lunch at mums or to go out for lunch maybe to West’s bistro, the Eastern Tiger or the Silver Dolphin restaurant.

So now to see if any of my family reads this and takes note of what I want.

Wet and Raining...............as if it would be wet without raining what a silly saying..............

It’s raining it’s pouring the, old man is snoring (well not really he is still at work); he bumped his head on the back of the bed and couldn't get up in the morning (he suffered a brain hemorrhage and died).

Ok I took my sister Sue to a flat inspection and on the way it started to rain by the time we were on our way back to mum & dad’s place it was pissing down.  

I have noticed that now days when it is raining heavy like this I drive bloody slow, really I do I don’t feel safe driving fast anymore, if I ever did.  I have never liked driving in bad weather or at night that doesn't mean I can’t drive in bad weather or at night I just prefer not to.

I hope this weather clears up before Tim finishes work as I do not like the thought of him riding his motorbike in this weather.

Kelli and Daemon just arrived home and she said they saw two car accidents on their way back from Swansea.

At least we still have power and internet; I don’t mind bad weather if I am safe at home and we don’t lose power.

All this rain would had been nice when we had all those fires last week, but better late than never. 

October birthdays and my wonderful Dad

October is one of those months that have a number of birthdays in it for our family, I wrote about my sister Sandra’s birthday on the 14^th but two days later on the 16^th it was my dad’s birthday he turned 71. Today is my sister Sue’s birthday then on the 31^st it is my brother Dave’s birthday but now I am going to talk about my dad.

My dad has always been my hero in my eyes he can do no wrong; dad has always been able to fix everything. I have fond memories of things me and dad did together such as going for a drive on the beach and getting bogged when I was little, ok this memory is vague as I was very little when it happened.

However when I was older I remember dad running power down into the garage and I helped him do that and there was the time he put up the pool (the first time) the second time the only one who would help him was my sister Jeannie. Anyway the other thing would be when we wallpapered the kitchen oh such fun, my dad is a short tempered man and he lost it and tore the wallpaper off the wall and kicked the wall because it wouldn't go how he wanted it too.  I was in tears when mum got home from shopping and said I would never again help him do such a job………………now of course we all have a good laugh about it but it wasn't funny at the time………………I did help him finish the wallpapering………….

I also remember after dad would go mad at me and sent me to my room; he would come in a bit later and ask if we were still friends, sometimes he would have a chat with me about why he went mad at me.

Yesterday when I was at my parents place he snapped at Sue for no reason, anyway later he saw her in the kitchen and said to her “are we still friends” this is just something dad does. I would also do the same thing when my girls got into trouble. 

My Hair before and after

Boy have I been busy lately each day started out with me planning to write a blog post and by 8am I was so busy that I hardly managed to sit down let alone open the computer.  Part of what had me so busy was Summer she was just a bit demanding on Wednesday and Thursday saw me going into the Tafe for Tasha to colour my hair, that took up half the day it was around midday when I got home. 

While I was at the Tafe my mum had Summer in fact when I dropped her off mum said you would think she was running a day-care as she had Kayla, Liarna, Denni and of course Dawson was there along with Summer and she was expecting Michelle to drop off Landon.  

Of course Dawson went to school and mum had to drive Kayla to school and drop Liarna off at day-care and then Michelle decided not to drop off Landon, so in the end it was only Summer there and mum said after I left she cried a lot but Sandra took her into mums room and rocked her to sleep and the little bugga slept for 2 ½ hours. She has never slept that long here. 

Anyway here are so before and after photos of my hair, everyone seemed to like the way it turned out. The colour is about the same as the colour of this writing.

Speak ill of the Dead

We have all head the saying "I won't speak ill of the dead" and I get it, really I do when someone passes it isn't nice to say bad things about them it just isn't the done thing. 

However, how long does that last? 

It gets me when I hear some people saying this person or that person was such a great person and they are missed when the truth is they were not nice, they were not a great parent. They treated their children like crap, rarely praising their child if ever, they were not one for hugs and kisses and such.  All in all they sucked.................

Now they are dead and have been dead for many years, you speak about them as if they were a great, wonderful,loving person. I don't get it why do you do that have you forgotten what a rotten person they really were. 

Yes there have been members of my family who are now remembered fondly, but really were not the nicest person around. 

Do you ever wonder what people will say about you when you have died. Sometimes I do, but not very often I do think it would be cool to be able to watch my own funeral......................lol

Firefighters are bloody amazing

As many people would have seen on the news there are lots and lots of fires around New South Wales and yes I am in New South Wales but no the fires are not real close to  me the closes was maybe 45-60 minutes away from me. 

I do feel for all those who have been effected by the fires and who have lost their homes and pets and such.  I know I am lucky to not be affected this is partly due to the fact that I don't live near bushland well not that close to bushland, hang on a minute there is bushland only 10-15 minute walk from me bloody hell what am I talking about not living near bushland. 

I saw on out local tv channels Facebook page that a 14-year-old boy has been charged with starting a fire at Rutherford yesterday apparently about 1.15pm a fire was discovered in vegetation near a tennis club on the New England Highway.

Firefighters extinguished the blaze, but not before it burned 200 square metres around the club including established trees and fencing.

I don't get why people start fires, young children don't always know what will happen if they start a fire but at 14 this kid should had know and if he hasn't been living under a rock or in cave he would have seen about the fires on telly. 

When I would see about the fires I would think of my cousin Noel, who is a firefighter, all firefighters are bloody amazing people they are true heroes as they willingly and knowingly put their lives at risk to help other.