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My 101 list...

I promised I'd get this done by the 1st of January, so today is the day to do it! To be perfectly honestly, I haven't sat down and worked this out at all and am about to the write out the list HERE AND NOW. This is one of the reasons I've decided to do this, I procrastinate way too much and thereby end up leaving myself short of time to really think about the decisions I end up making... I'll give you one guess what the first thing on my list is going to be...

STOP PROCRASTINATING; just do it and do it right! (I realise this is vague, but at the end of the 1001 days I'll rate my satisfaction with my performance and score a pass on myself if I am 60% satisfied).
Participate in a NaNoWriMo.Become a member of the Victorian Writer's centre.Participate in 10 short story competitions. 0/10
Hug each of my children every day!Take one awesome photo of each boy and have it printed on canvas. 0/4
Get a family portrait done WITH DAVE AND MYSELF IN IT!Read a book of fiction …

In our kids best interest...

Been thinking about highly strung, overly uptight, anxious and self-involved parents - you know the kind. Those parents who pour over every single study available online to comb out the "truth" about conventional parenting choices, mostly to prove they're all wrong. Parents who consider themselves conscious. Parents prepared to cut everyone, including grandparents out of their children's lives for using the wrong WORDS.

Parents like me.

Well, parents like the parent I've been from time to time.

You know, and I'm sad to admit this now, but for the sake of a honestly I will, there was a time when I had myself so tied up in knots about Dave referring to my boys penis' as "willies" that I was seriously wondering if he was the kind of parental figure I wanted in their lives. It wasn't only that he steadfastly refused to use the right word, but he also had a tendency to be grouchy and to call them naughty, and yes, even to use the word "No&q…

Personality and loyalty...

Dave and I were discussing our boys last night - as we often do. Somehow the conversation turned to personality difference and more specifically their individual approaches to loyality.

Loyality is a personality trait that is much esteemed in our society, and also often used to manipulate people into tolerating behaviours in others that really should not be tolerated. Loyalty is a bit of an enigma. My understanding of it is that it is earned and once developed bridges the gap between self-preservation and standing by one's who have earned your loyalty.

Some people seem to interpret it as being a stop gap for standing by someone despite their inexcusable behaviour...

So, back to the boys.

Erik and Luey are both very loyal people, but they employ loyalty in different ways.

Erik is very readily loyal to anyone who is nice to him. His loyalty seems to be about needing to be liked. Erik is quite pre-occupied with being liked. To him being liked is synonymous with being safe. I believ…

Sif's 10 Rules for 2010...

I've set myself the following 10 Rules to live by in 2010, in the hopes of improving my enjoyment of life (that is, so I can stop getting sick and ending up on anti-biotics and feeling tired and critical and cranky all the time...)...

Be in bed by 10pm each night (unless out of the house on one of my rare evening social engagements).Eat breakfast before 10am each and EVERY morning and finish eating for the day by 7.30pm (so I can get to sleep without the interruptions of digesting!).Eat consciously and be true to my conscience (that is intentionally vague!).Drink at least 8 glasses of water every day.Walk 10 000 steps every day (even if it means walking up and down the driveway to make sure I tick over the entire 10 000 each day - but hopefully I'll find more creative ways to use those steps).Spend no more than 1 hour per day on PC based internet (twittering and checking facebook on iphone permitted because that is naturally limited by download limits and battery!) - That's…

The choice to believe...

It's Christmas Eve tonight.

We'll be sitting down to dinner in a couple of hours and then turning on the Carols by Candlelight and openin the presents under the tree...

Erik has already reminded us that we need to put out milk and cookies for Santa tonight, and for that I love my boy!

He knows. He knows what presents will be in the stockings tomorrow morning, at least one of them. He was there with me when I bought them. He knows, but he CHOOSES to believe anyway!

I love that Erik CHOOSES TO BELIEVE!

I believe this is a trait that will stand him in good stead throughout his entire adult life. His willingness to hold onto the possibility of...

Merry Christmas Everyone and don't forget to hold onto the possibility of!

For Jayne and her family...

In memory of Jayne's loved dad, and Liam and Sienna's grandad who passed today at 1pm, aged 92 years. All our love to you Jayne, and to your mum and your kids! Love Sif, Dave, Erik, Luey, Bryn and Ari xxxxxx

I Am With You Still
In a twinkling of an instance
A dream comes to an end
The winds of change presented
Coming round the bend

And so your world is shattered
A breaking of your heart
The fabric of your being
So quickly ripped apart

It's all that you imagined
In all your wildest dreams
The emptiness surrounds you
With pain or so it seems

But this is not the ending
For strength lives on through will
My love is always with you
And I am with you still

It's been a long day...

Thanks to the Australia Post strike, the letter I needed with the pre-admission appointment information didn't turn up yesterday. I ended up calling the hospital to find out the appointment time. They said 10.30am, which was great. I figured I might even have time afterwards to go to Ikea or get to the boys' school for end of year break up.

Got the pre-admission department WAY TOO EARLY at 9.30am because I wasn't 100% sure where it was and didn't want to feel stressed if I couldn't find it easily. They didn't mind me being earlier, said the earlier the better and I sat down feeling rather pleased with myself, thinking I'd definitely be out of there by 10.30am, leaving plenty of time for Ikea and getting back to the school.

Then the nurse tells me I have an optic appointment in the clinic on the fourth floor at... wait for it... 1.30pm!

So, yep, as predicted I walked out of pre-admission at 10.30am, having been weighed and measured and questioned and then…

My gratutious cosmetic surgery...

Tomorrow I'm going for a pre-admission appointment at the Royal Victorian Eye and Ear Hospital here in Melbourne.

This journey began when I took myself off to the optometrist in early March to see about getting some reading glasses to alleviate the many headaches I was experiencing at the time.

During the appointment I mentioned to the optometrist that I'd been feeling more and more self-conscious about my left eye turning out. She said she had a colleague who could probably fix that and that it wasn't hard to get the operation done, and not too expensive either. I was very excited at the prospect of getting my eye fixed. It wouldn't improve my sight any because my left eye is completely blind (which is probably also the cause of it slowly becoming lazy). I'm lucky that I don't see out of that eye because with it turning out like that my vision would have been adversely affected.

Many friends and family have said the turn out is barely noticeable, but to me it…

Updates...

Thought I'd do a general update of a couple of things...

The Boys Classroom assignments for 2010.

Yesterday we found out which 3/4 class Luey was moving up. In case you don't know, our boys go to a school that has multi-aged classrooms. So, the Preps, 1 and 2s are in classes together, then the 3s and 4s and finally the 5s and 6s are together. This encourages kids to work at their own pace and to learn from each other.

So, in theory, Luey should have had the same teacher and class mates (more or less, there are always students leaving and new ones coming in each year) for the past three years. Unfotunately, for Luey, it hasn't worked out that way. The teacher he had as a preppie didn't get along with him, so we had him moved. Then the teacher he had as a 1st grader moved to a different school this year, so he got a new teacher. Three teachers in three years! And now he's moving up to middle primary, so yet another new teacher.

So, yesterday we found out he's…

Nothing clever to say...

I don't have anything clever to say today (yes, it's fairly disputable whether I have anything clever to say ever, I know)... On facebook this morning a friend's status update let her friends know her dear grandmother had passed away. At the same time a very close friend's father went into palliative care today and will likely pass this coming week. And so I'm reminded that while this time of year is lovely, it's also a sad time for some people. Dave and his mum will be celebrating their first Christmas without a dad and a husband, and while it's been six months, the pain just sits there quietly in the air. Occassionally, I can see it brush against them when they're not expecting it to.

So, for all the people who will be missing people this Christmas, I wish you happy memories to warm you and maybe even make you smile through those tears that threaten when you remember your loved ones.

And a Bah Humbug to you, too!

Ok, I do realise we're in the Age of Questioning, where the discerning and CONSCIOUS parent questions EVERYTHING concerned in raising their child, but my goodness some people need to "stickectomy"!

It seems some parents are dead seat determined to take every ounce of fun out of childhood. I'm not just refering to the safety conscious, this time, who won't let their kids do or have anything that might in any way cause them any kind of harm, but also the parents who are determined their kids won't have any form of stimulant, be it sugar, caffeine, television, brightly painted-plastic toys, or scary or silly stories...

The latest, Anti-Christmas craze is a real downer, I have to say.

Fair enough, if you're not Christian, you don't want to be hypocritical. And also fair enough, there is a LOT of capitalist, consumerist hype around Christmas, but honestly folk - CHILLAX A LITTLE - there is still a lot to be gained from Christmas, and there is a social bene…

Are you the kind of friend you'd like to have?

I came across this question on a blog somewhere in the last couple of weeks and it's really been irritating the back of my brain ever since I read it.

I can honestly say, I am NOT the kind of friend I'd like to have.

I'm far to critical. I really lack compassion.

I think being highly critical of other people says a lot about a person, and none of what it says is particularly good news!

I think I definitely need to work on myself a lot more consciously.

Studying and working.

I never thought I'd go to Uni, but thanks to a TAFE teacher who asked me (on the last day of applications) what courses I'd applied for, and then asked me with a shocked expression WHY I hadn't applied for ANYTHING, I ended up applying for and getting accepted into a Uni undergraduate degree.

The degree was in computer programming - can you believe THAT? Well, if you don't know me, maybe you can... Those who do know me are probably still laughing uncontrollably on the floor next to their computers, so let's give them a minute to compose themselves...

All good? Right, where was I?

Ok, so it took me about a week to realise that I was just NEVER going to pass Discrete Maths A, and would struggle with Probability and Stats, and that I'd being doing everyone a favour if I transferred to another course.

Me being me, I couldn't do anything the simple or straightforward way, so not only did I transfer courses, I transferred departments, and instantly became a pain i…

Night Terrors - a sign of great intelligence, right?

You know how whenever your child is getting into everything in the house, or is being hyperactive or disruptive in class, it's always because they must be especially intelligent and need more stimulation or some such thing? Yeah, while there is some truth in these reasonings, we all know that mostly being told our child is really bright is to make us feel better for having to struggle with them more than what seems (from the outside, looking into other people's lives) the norm.

Ah yes, well, at 4.10am, after 2 hours and 10 minutes sleep (Ari apparently decided that after a long day of socialising, he really only needed a 2 hour "nap" between 7pm and 9pm, and then needed to be awake between 9pm and 2am), Ari woke with a blood curdling scream. Luckily for him, I was sleep right next to him our family bed. Unluckily for me, I was sleeping right next to him in our family bed... After slipping back into my skin, I attempted to comfort my distressed and writhing baby. …

And now for something different...

Erik is growing up so fast!

We had major dramas here last night, because I got a terse call from the school nurse about Erik having nits in his hair. She made a point of telling me she'd actually yanked out a strand of hair to SHOW Erik the nit attached to it - he was obviously protesting that his psoriasis LOOKS like nits sometimes.

So, yet again (for the fifth time this week) with condition and a nit comb, we sat down last night to try and get rid of the nits. This a very difficult process for us because I'm legally blind and he does have psoriasis, so it's hard for me to see the nits, let alone get them (his hair is so fine it slips through the come with nits still attached, very easily). I can't let Dave do the job because, for some reason I cannot fathom, he seems to have even more trouble seeing the nits than I do - male patterned blindness, I suspect.

We conditioned and combed, and I have to say, because Erik's hair has been conditioned so much this week, it…

The Annual Complaint about Christian Religious Education Christmas concerts... (not my complaint, other's)

Warning: No holds barred telling it as I see it ahead... Read at your own risk...

A friend just twittered about having to attend her child's CRE concerted, and in the tweet my friend seemed annoyed that state schools offer Christian Religious Education - I'm assuming, as opposed to General Religious Education, or even No Religious Education (hey, what about Ethics Education instead)...

Fair enough, I tend to agree, schools offer Christian Religious Education, under the guise of teaching our children about morality and values and ethics, or some such thing, when it all reality, it's about interest groups infiltrating the education system - no doubt offering the schools some sort of fringe benefit for being allowed to do so - rather UNethical, in my opinion.

The thing I don't get when I hear this complaint from one friend or another EVERY SINGLE YEAR is why these friends choose to support a practice they are so very against.

Children do NOT have to attend these classes. M…

Two of my favourite things...

Goals and lists!

Love 'em! And now I've found something new and inspiration to, um, inspire me!!!

It's call the Day Zero Project and basically, what it is is a list of 101 things you'd like to achieve in the next 1001 days. But it's more than just a to-do list, (I mean, you could put "clearing out the linen closet" on the list, but...) this is more like bucket list of things you might like to try on for size, or do just once in your life.

I've become quite excited by this concept and have decided to do this. I'm not going to be terribly original, I've decided to start from January 1st, 2010. That gives me time to have a real think about things I want to put on the list, so I don't just put on things that I've seen on other people's list but that are not necessarily particularly meaningful to me...

I'll blog my list on January 1st (a month from now).