There are a lot of idjits, aren't there?

you bet.

Sometimes, I call my x an idjit because idiot is not as descriptive.

T&L, know anything about Z-Max....the one dose equivalent of a z-pack.....I know it is not a drug you usually encounter at work. Just wondering. Azithromycin in a single dose.

Morning/evening neakses!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

Good news is that Mikey has stopped expresing his ..um ....individuality heh heh heh <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

We had a nice Boxing Day watching cricket & eating food & eating food & a mug of pure heaven - coffee !! Then back to hot choc ..sick of that.
Followed by green tea .

of course that was between umpiring between the mid to small ones .. she touched me first - no I didn't - yes she did ...fun isn't it???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />

ALLL gone home now. PEACE

Now today we have the 'wedding'- Aussies cousin is getting married first time - followed on Friday with DD singing in front of 1,000's.

I keep looking at my wardrobe and thinking - yuck look like a prison warder in THAT, Ewwwww look like a newsreader with that on, OMG that looks so cheap! I wonder if a plain sheet with a hole cut in the top would be acceptable? No? sighhhhhhhhhh

I COULD GO SHOPPING NOW <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I'm sure I'd find something. At least a NEW sheet.

DD looks good in old oil stained jeans and a mouldy T shirt which is entirely unfair. However I did buy her - against her protests - this stunning formal wine red silk dress its so WOW!! Should see it with her blue eyes and red highlights in her hair ...... my beautiful darling... really hits me when she dresses up..shes a grown woman ..again its not fair. Now I know why mums cry at weddings..you are both so happy and proud and so sad they have grown up.
But mostly so happy & proud ...just you wait neak you will see, even with the boys !!

SHOES ARE OK.... DD got a few pairs when she did her student exchange thing in Italy [Italian side of the family put her up & where she met Jonnie who was on R & R] ..has a nice flat pair which are reddish so goes well.
Letting her wear my pearls which set off the red dress.

Now shoes for me ...thongs [flip flops] are out I suppose?

I can hear the shopping centre calling me ....... Post Xmas deals post xmas deals ........ <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />

Which reminds me of my favorite play - feel free to sing along everyone:

(Tevye)
Is this the little girl I carried?
Is this the little boy at play?

(Golde)
I don't remember growing older
When did they?

(Tevye)
When did she get to be a beauty?
When did he get to be so tall?

(Golde)
Wasn't it yesterday
When they were small?

(Men)
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze

(Women)
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears

(Tevye)
What words of wisdom can I give them?
How can I help to ease their way?

(Tevye)
Now they must learn from one another
Day by day

(Perchik)
They look so natural together

(Hodel)
Just like two newlyweds should be

(Perchik & Hodel)
Is there a canopy in store for me?

(All)
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze

Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears

Identity jack in progress:


I'd not heard of the one-dose z-pack. I thought the z-pack was modern progress enough--none of these repeated doses for 4-6x/day for days and days. And then I had some ordered for me once, and.........

TMI ALERT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I thought that on the 3rd day the antibiotic had given me diarrhea, but when I looked it was pure blood. The directions said to stop immediately if you pass blood in your stools. How about if you have no stools, just blood? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> So I quit. And several days later, when the bleeding finally stopped I decided I wouldn't take it any more. So I can't tell you much about the z-pack, except that the people who can tolerate it, love it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

t&l

sniffles B I love that song to.

It feels wrong and right to see her so grown. To know Aussie has missed so much saddens me. To know that DD has missed out too saddens me more.
But in the middle of a war you take what you can get and are grateful. I just keep repeating that until I believe it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />

That song is so beautiful and a real tear jerker. sniff sniff here to. Only one sniff was for the song and one for my messed up nose.

Gosh, I burned some beans - was going to make chili and, boy, do they stink.....PEEEUUUUUU!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />

After I took my $40 dose of medicine, I found out it has a 17% rate of gatrointestinal reaction...Great! Not!! Am I gonna be able to go to work tomorrow? We'll wait and see. Z-packs work well for me. Don't know what is gonna happen now! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />

dry bread & NO MILK products cinders...... seems to work for the kids ...lol


well off to the shops to see if they have anything I like for tonights wedding .... got a few reserve options in the wardrobe but feel I need something summerly like - 30 something kind of - MEN NEED NOT COMMENT THANKYOU - lol

time for bed....good luck shopping. Dry bread - drats - I had some yogurt tonight. thought the bacteria might be food for me. the bacteria in the yogurt did n't even think about the dairy aspect.....well, tomorrow is another day.

TTFN

AW, I wish I could hear her sing. Let us see pictures, if you can. Puh-leeeez?

Speaking of pictures, I still haven't seen that Mom posted the cat mat picture before I did. Sigh. C'est la vie.

Back to the cubefarm for me. Y'all have fun now. Ya here?

(I'm not yet as smart as Dobie. I don't know where to find and how to attach sound clips. Otherwise you would be able to click above and hear Jed Clampett.)

And yet you were making chili with beans?!!!!!!!!!!!!! Good thing your nose is already plugged up. My advice to you would be to just leave it stuffy for the next day or so, and not try to fix anything! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />



Extrapolate. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />


t&l

P.S. It's a good thing the internet isn't Scratch-N-Sniff! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

ROTFLMAO that was funny.

Just got back from the wedding, 2.20am - we left early
DD fell into bed zonked - well if you talked as fast and danced as long as she did - at the same time you'd be tired too <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

Catherine was oh so beautiful and she is charming with a big C.
She is a newspaper reporter very very well known and their was such joy in her eyes. The MC was a good friend of
aussies cousin and knows aussie too. I cannot tell you who he was - I promised - except he sounds like he does in the movies and was so so funny telling us stories about David, & himself going through the Academny of Performing Arts and a few parties with Aussie... which I hope are not true
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> because if they are their reputations of being BAD BAD boys way back then are totally true!!! And I thought my sister was just being ****** ...oh well humble pie time lol
[I don't know why everyone says he's a larrikan and fights everyone ... he was fun tonight.]

Food was so delish..Oysters, marron, crayfish, prawns Dhufish, squid in chilli, salads to die for, beef, lamb, turkey ...goodness so much ...all yum yum. The wedding cake was 5 tiers made of light & dark swirled cake - like fruit cake mix but without the fruit - made with strawberry Liqueur and was served with freah cream and fresh strawberries. rich boy oh boy was it rich.

And the restaurant was on the water..when I say on the water I mean on a jetty. the view of the ciy and river was fantastic..so romantic ..I wonder if I can talk his nibs into taking me there when he gets back? night time - of course its daylight here until 8.30 to 8.40 at night so you get to enjoy the boats sailing by, people fishing, the whole thing. Weather PERFECT not hot not cold.

Mikeys asleep, so is mum, lovely <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I'm going to sleep for now ..lov ya's

That's very ironic, because Neaksis' kids biomom's last name is almost identical to that, and she's spent most of her life fighting with everybody all the time. Maybe they were orignally from Australia? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> I'll send 'em back, if anybody wants 'em. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />

t&l

P.S. Glad you had a good time, AW. Personally, I don't like weddings much, although I'll go to them if necessary. They stir up too much sediment that is lying quietly down in the deep waters of The Pool of Introspection, and ought to stay there, too, as far as I'm concerned. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />

picture of Neaksis, and an updated bio for me. I included this little snippet of family history.


Ah, how I loved that tale of woe, with the little mistreated poor girl and the evil, overbearing Miss Minchin.

Just for fun, I will put the text of the book in here. It is fun even for adults to read, but I don't expect it will cut into sales at all, since if any of you wanted it, it would be for your kids anyway, and you would want it with the beautiful full-color illustrations that we haven't even seen yet.

Besides, we haven't signed a contract yet. That is one of the other things we tried to deal with. They must really trust us, to get it right up to press like this with nothing in writing yet. But they will want to hurry and do that.

Some of my post seems to have come up missing. All I remember now is that Neaksis' and my book is supposed to be out in February, and we were very excited.

Rahab's Promise

Chapter 1
A Strange Visit

The hot cobblestones hurt my feet as I raced down the street, hurrying after my mother. When I could I ran through patches of soft dust. Then my feet didn’t hurt so much. My legs and arms ached, but I couldn’t stop. Not for anything.
My little sister, Kera, tugged on my hand, wanting to rest. “No, Kera,” I said, panting, “You know Mama said we have to run as fast as we can to Aunt Rahab’s house.”
“But Jael,” Kera whined, “I’m tired. My legs hurt. I want to go home.”
“I’m tired, too,” I said, trying to be brave, “but Aunt Rahab will give us raisins and honey cakes just as soon as we get there.”
“Figs, too?” asked Kera, brightening at the thought of food.
“Anything you want,” I promised. “Just hurry.”
Mama kept looking over her shoulder to make sure we were coming. Baby Jared squirmed in her arms, trying to get down. “Come, Jael. Come, Kera. We need to go faster. Aunt Rahab is waiting for us.”
“But Mama, I don’t understand. Why are we going to stay at Aunt Rahab’s house?” I asked. “Our house isn’t far away, and all our toys are still there.”
Mama shifted Baby Jared to the other side and held out her hand. “Hush, Jael. I’ll explain later, but now we must go. Let me take Kera’s other hand so that we can walk faster.”

I had always loved Aunt Rahab, but usually she came to see us. We had been to her big, beautiful house just a few times. Aunt Rahab’s house was actually built right into the city’s great wall, and from her windows you could see for miles. Off to the left were the purple-colored mountains I had always wanted to visit, and way off to the right was the Jordan River. The river was flooded right now from all the rain, and I couldn’t help being a little excited to see it again.
Each time before Mama had been happy when we went to see Aunt Rahab, but today her face was frowning and her voice sounded worried. I could tell something important was about to happen.

Chapter 2
The Israelites Are Coming!

When we reached the house Aunt Rahab hurried out to meet us. Mama asked her, “Is it really true? Are the Israelites coming?”
My heart pounded in my chest. Israelites! Everyone in the city had been talking about them and the wonderful miracles that their God, the God of Heaven, had done for them. I heard how the God of Heaven had helped them win many battles, and had given them food and water out in the desert. A few days ago He even made them a path right across the flooded Jordan River so they could cross over safely. Now the Israelites were coming to Jericho! Maybe I would get to see them from Aunt Rahab’s window.
“Daddy! Daddy!” Kera shouted.
“Grandpa! Grandma!” I sang, and ran over to hug them. We all went inside together and Aunt Rahab gave us raisins and honey cakes. Figs, too. A few minutes later, more of my uncles and aunts and cousins came in. It’s a good thing Aunt Rahab’s house was so big, because it was sure getting crowded. “Hello, Reya,” I said when I finally saw my favorite cousin. She is seven, and just my size. I am still six, but I am almost seven..
“Hi, Jael,” Reya said. “Do you know what we are going to do? None of the grownups will tell me anything.”
Just then Aunt Rahab clapped her hands to get our attention. “Thank you all for coming,” she said. “And children, I know you are all very curious about, well, everything. There was a good reason we couldn’t tell you before.” My cousins and I listened carefully. “As you know, the Israelites have come. What you didn’t know is that Jericho, our city, is going to be destroyed.”
I choked in fear. When I saw my Mama’s face and she was crying, I started to cry, too. Were the Israelites going to kill all of us? Mama, Daddy, Kera, Baby Jared, Aunt Rahab, even me? “What about us, Aunt Rahab?” Reya asked. “What’s going to happen to us?” She wasn’t crying, but she squeezed my hand hard.
“All of you who are here in my house will be safe,” Aunt Rahab said soothingly. “You will be safe because of the Promise.”
“What Promise?” I yelled. I was excited.
Aunt Rahab smiled. “I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow. For now, where on earth are you all going to sleep?” We laughed, feeling much better. Somehow she found room for everyone, but there was hardly room to walk across the floor because of all the sleeping mats. I didn’t think I could ever fall asleep, but curled up next to Mama it wasn’t so hard. The last thing I remember is wondering, “How can Jericho be destroyed? We have a wall around the city—the biggest, strongest wall in all of Canaan.”

Chapter 3
The Red Rope

Early the next morning I heard a strange noise. I hurried over to the window, but everyone else was already crowded around it, trying to see. Daddy held me up high so I could peek out of it.
Outside, I saw the funniest thing. A great army was marching around our city. The people stretched out as far as I could see along the wall in either direction. They walked by without yelling or talking or anything. The only sounds were some horns blowing and the tramping of their feet. With each marching step I could feel the floor shake under my feet.
“Mama, Daddy, what are they doing?” I asked. “They’re not fighting with our soldiers, or trying to knock our wall down. They can’t win a battle just by marching!”
Mama turned away from the window and gathered Kera and me up onto her lap. “Never forget, Jael, that the Israelites are followers of the God of Heaven, and He is the mightiest God in the whole world. He can do anything . . . even win a battle just by marching.”
“What about our gods, Mama?” I asked. “We have always worshipped the gods and goddesses, just like everyone else who lives in Jericho.”
“We don’t worship them any more,” Mama said. “The God of Heaven is the strongest, and best of all He loves us. From now on we will worship Him.”
That seemed really strange, you know, to just worship one God. Ashteroth was the goddess we worshipped mostly, and always before Mama had said she sent the rain and made the plants grow. Mama wouldn’t let us look inside the temple, though.
That made me think of something. “Mama, why didn’t Aunt Rahab ever get married?” Mama got kind of a funny look on her face like she wasn’t quite sure what to say. Maybe she even looked a little embarrassed. “Aunt Rahab has not always made good choices,” Mama finally said. “But now she is different.”
“Because of the God of Heaven?” I asked. Mama nodded.
Just then, Aunt Rahab bent over me. “Come, Jael, I want to show you something.” She walked over to the window. “The rest of you children, come and look, too.”
When we had all gathered, she said softly, “Do you see the red rope hanging from our window?” We all nodded. “The God of Heaven has promised that if we hang this rope from our window we will be safe, no matter what happens.” I looked up at Mama, who was standing beside me now. Aunt Rahab went on. “We can trust the God of Heaven to protect us.”
Inside I felt all warm and cozy. I hugged Mama’s legs and used my robe to dry away a few tears that had sneaked out of my eyes. “Thank you, God of Heaven,” I whispered. “Thank you for your Promise.”


Chapter 4
The Story of Two Spies

For six days in a row the Israelites marched around our city. Every day they marched around one time without talking, just the horns blowing loudly. Then they went back to their camp again. We could see their camp, and spent a lot of time watching them out the window. Their tents looked like a bright, colorful fair. It was too far to see the people, but I thought of all the boys and girls they must have.
Mama said we couldn’t go outside and play ball in the street, or go on a picnic in the long grass just outside the city gates. I was so tired of being in the house. Everyone else was tired of being indoors, too. “Tell us again, Aunt Rahab,” I begged. “Tell us one more time about the Promise Story.”
Aunt Rahab sighed, but she was smiling. “All right. Just one more time.” We all gathered around to listen. It was our favorite story. “A few weeks ago,” she began, “two Israelite spies came to visit Jericho. Their job was to look all around the city and see if there were any good places to attack.”
“What were their names?” Kera interrupted.
“Azor, and what was the other one?” Aunt Rahab asked.
“Salmon!” we shouted together.
“That’s right. Azor and Salmon. But the king’s soldiers found out they were here and wanted to kill them.”
“Is that when they hid in your house?” I asked.
“Yes, Jael. That’s right.” Aunt Rahab said. “I hid them up on the roof under the piles of flax straw. When the soldiers came I sent them in another direction. Then,” she said, “I tied this red rope in my window so they could escape. I told them, ‘Run up toward the purple mountains. Wait three days, then go back to your own people. The soldiers will have stopped looking for you by then.’”
“And that’s when they told you the Promise,” I said happily.
“Yes, indeed,” Aunt Rahab smiled. “They said if I hung this red rope in my window, that everyone in my house would be safe, protected by the God of Heaven.” She touched the rope. “So here we are, safe and snug. Who wants to go up to the roof and look around?”
“I do, I do,” we all said. It was so much fun on the roof. We got to hide under Auntie’s flax straw and pretend we were spies, and look out across the whole city of Jericho. The wall around the city was so wide that ten soldiers could march along side by side on it. We liked to pretend-march, too. Best of all we liked to watch the Israelite camp, so far away.
“Look,” Reya yelled suddenly, “They’re coming back.” I ran over to see. Sure enough, at the edge of the camp was a huge swarm of people so tiny they looked like bugs crawling around.
They formed into a big, wide line like an ant parade, moving slowly toward the city. Somehow
it seemed different this time. Then I remembered. Today was the seventh day.

Chapter 5
The Last March

“Quickly, children, all of you get back inside.” Aunt Rahab rushed us back down the stairs, counting to be sure all eleven of us made it back in the house. “Hurry, hurry. It won’t take them long to get here.”
Just like before, the Israelites marched by the far corner of the wall and circled round the city, passing right under our window. There, they had made it all the way around, and would turn back towards their camp. No, I could see them going around another time. “Mama!” I screamed. “Come see! They’re marching around again!”
All the family who had drifted away from the window came running back. We all stood there and watched the Israelites march around again. One, two, three times they had gone by. Were they stopping? No, four, five, six times. We could hear people in the city yelling and making fun of them, and of the God of Heaven. Even the soldiers on the walls were yelling, but the Israelites just kept marching without saying a word.
They were almost finished with the seventh time around. I was so excited I could hardly breathe. “Look, Mama,” Kera whispered. “They’re standing still.” The Israelites had made a complete circle around the wall. The horns stopped blowing. The whole city was quiet as everyone watched and waited.
I looked up at Mama and Aunt Rahab. Their eyes were closed and I think they were praying. Mama squeezed me tight. Suddenly the horns gave a long, loud blast. I jumped. Then all the Israelites shouted at once. It was so loud I scrunched down and covered my ears with my hands. All I could hear was noise, noise, noise everywhere.
The ground began to shake underneath me. A rumbling seemed to be coming from the walls. Clouds of dust choked me. Aunt Rahab’s fancy vases tumbled off their shelves and shattered on the floor. The pictures fell off her walls. Then came a scraping of stone on stone, tumbling, crashing.
Daddy held Baby Jared tight, and Mama sheltered Kera and me with her own body as the whole city shook. I screamed the name of the God of Heaven, but couldn’t even hear my own voice over the thunder outside. Then, all was quiet.
Even now I don’t remember much of what happened next. It was all so fast. Just as we were picking ourselves up from the floor two men came running in. One started helping us gather our things, and the other went straight to Aunt Rahab. “Salmon,” she said, holding out her hands. From the looks on their faces I guessed maybe Aunt Rahab would get married pretty soon after all.
“You are Azor, aren’t you?” I asked the other man, coughing a little from all the dust.
He smiled, his teeth shining white in his dirty face. “Yes, Little One,” he said. “Are you ready to go?” And he led us out to safety. I could hardly believe my eyes. Everywhere I looked were crumbled piles of rock. The wall of the city had fallen to the outside as if pushed over by giant hands.
We walked quickly to the camp of the Israelites, Daddy still carrying Baby Jared, and Kera riding on Mama’s back. I walked with Reya and my new friend, Azor. When we were outside the city I turned around to look. As far as I could see the great walls of Jericho had tumbled to the ground. The only part still standing was Aunt Rahab’s home with the red rope still hanging from the window, the rope of God’s Promise.
Jael and her family lived with the Israelites all their lives, worshipping the God of Heaven. Aunt Rahab married Salmon, and they named their baby boy Obed. When Obed grew up, he became the grandfather of good King David.

We are going to crank out the next one right away!

get crankin neak .. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />

SOMETIMES tl weddings do stir the bottom layer a bit don't they? But maybe the future is not so bad, see where we were going take a detour, who knows...while there life theres hope

Almost Here (Duet With Brian Mcfadden)

Did I hear you right
'cause I thought you said
Let's think it over
You have been my life
And I never planned
Growing old without you

Shadows bleeding through the light
Where the love once shined so bright
Came without a reason
Don't let go on us tonight
Love's not always black and white
Haven't I always loved you?

But when I need you
You're almost here
And I know that's not enough
And when I'm with you
I'm close to tears
'cause your only almost here

I would change the world
If I had a chance
Oh won't you let me
Treat me like a child
Throw your arms around me
Oh please protect me

Bruised and battered by your words
Dazed and shattered how it hurts
Haven't I always loved you

But when I need you
You're almost here
And I know that's not enough
And when I'm with you
I'm close to tears
'cause your only almost here

Bruised and battered by your words
Dazed and shattered now it hurts
Haven't I always loved you

But when I need you
You're almost here
Well I never knew how far behind i?d left you
And when I hold you your almost here
Well I'm sorry that I took our love for granted
And now I'm with you I'm close to tears
'cause I know I'm almost here
Only almost here

I am blessed with babysitting right now, so this will be short. Plus, I have a birthday cake to make.

Mom & Dad are taking Flard out to eat before he goes home, and the bank lady called up this morning to ask if she could come over and see the house. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />

On the bright side, my Christmas dishes are done early. More on that later.

Yesterday we saw a funnel cloud over across the lake. It looked like it came very close to the ground, if it didn't actually touch. So it COULD have been a tornado...more on that later, too.

The kids are trying to cook without me, so I'd better dash.