I haven't been here for a very long time
As I just said, I haven't been here for a very long time. Where have I been? Hell and back, hell and back.No not really. Just not in this space.
My partner C insists that blogging is navel-gazing. A comment like that is enough to start me writing in my blog again. Work that out.
I'm going to link and de-link some other blogs that I like to read. I'm going to de-link someone that I like - a sassy girl who lives what seems to be a very exciting life in one of the world's great metropolis. But when she posted a picture of herself on her blog that can only be described as soft-porn, I need to disassociate myself. I dont hate her for it. I just dont want my blog linking to it. Sorry girl - I will continue to read though.
So what's happening with me? I've been using the computer less and less. Got hooked into genealogy, but I'm fairly much over that now. You know, the usual fad has outlived its lifetime. I did find out a lot of interesting stuff about my family. But in reality, what good is it to anyone? It is completely irrelevant to the here and now.
I did find out that there are more convicts in my family line than I would ever have imagined. I did find out that most of my family is more Irish than I could have imagined. I have dispelled that great family myth that we are related to the (late famous) Australian country music star Slim Dusty. I found out that one of my family lines were one of the great pioneering and enterprising families of New South Wales - something I dont think my grandfather was aware of in his lifetime, which is quite a shame.
I'm still in that dull old job. I still find it hard to stay awake during the day, and still over-eat to compensate for my boredom there. My boss is just too good to me, and such a lovely soul. I would hate to leave him in the lurch. Not that I am irreplaceable. We just work well together. I like being his business confidante.
As for a fantastic life experience, we attended a night session of the Commonwealth Games athletics last Monday night. WOW is the only way to describe it. We saw the fastest man in the world Asafa Powell run a very tidy 100m race, along with what they say is one of the best 5km races the world has ever seen. It was such a gutsy run by Craig Mottram, the crowd nearly lifted the stadium into the air. 80,000 people in one place, absolutely awesome. It's something I hope my daughter remembers for the rest of her life. We were lucky to have quite a lot of Australian gold medal presentations, so we got to be all patriotic and belt out the Australian national anthem at the top of our lungs, what seemed like many, many times. We got the winner of the gold medal in the women's hammer throw, Brooke Kruger, to wave at us because she thought we knew her. Such a sad look of disappointment on her face when she realized that we didn't know her!
Well, I think I'll be back soon.
Talk to you then....
My partner C insists that blogging is navel-gazing. A comment like that is enough to start me writing in my blog again. Work that out.
I'm going to link and de-link some other blogs that I like to read. I'm going to de-link someone that I like - a sassy girl who lives what seems to be a very exciting life in one of the world's great metropolis. But when she posted a picture of herself on her blog that can only be described as soft-porn, I need to disassociate myself. I dont hate her for it. I just dont want my blog linking to it. Sorry girl - I will continue to read though.
So what's happening with me? I've been using the computer less and less. Got hooked into genealogy, but I'm fairly much over that now. You know, the usual fad has outlived its lifetime. I did find out a lot of interesting stuff about my family. But in reality, what good is it to anyone? It is completely irrelevant to the here and now.
I did find out that there are more convicts in my family line than I would ever have imagined. I did find out that most of my family is more Irish than I could have imagined. I have dispelled that great family myth that we are related to the (late famous) Australian country music star Slim Dusty. I found out that one of my family lines were one of the great pioneering and enterprising families of New South Wales - something I dont think my grandfather was aware of in his lifetime, which is quite a shame.
I'm still in that dull old job. I still find it hard to stay awake during the day, and still over-eat to compensate for my boredom there. My boss is just too good to me, and such a lovely soul. I would hate to leave him in the lurch. Not that I am irreplaceable. We just work well together. I like being his business confidante.
As for a fantastic life experience, we attended a night session of the Commonwealth Games athletics last Monday night. WOW is the only way to describe it. We saw the fastest man in the world Asafa Powell run a very tidy 100m race, along with what they say is one of the best 5km races the world has ever seen. It was such a gutsy run by Craig Mottram, the crowd nearly lifted the stadium into the air. 80,000 people in one place, absolutely awesome. It's something I hope my daughter remembers for the rest of her life. We were lucky to have quite a lot of Australian gold medal presentations, so we got to be all patriotic and belt out the Australian national anthem at the top of our lungs, what seemed like many, many times. We got the winner of the gold medal in the women's hammer throw, Brooke Kruger, to wave at us because she thought we knew her. Such a sad look of disappointment on her face when she realized that we didn't know her!
Well, I think I'll be back soon.
Talk to you then....
posted by Cathy at 6:30 pm
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