holiday waffles

Here are a few waffles that i started during the week as i tried to think about writing....
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I would like to be able to say that i have been sooooo busy that i have been unable to write a blog entry. I can’t. I HAVE been just too tired. Never too busy. When i am this tired my brain doesn’t work so well.
This has been rectified with SCHOOL HOLIDAYS.....Yeaahhhh! I love school holidays. It means two weeks off nothin’. Sure i get bored eventually but it does mean lots of sleep-in’s and i can wear my Ugg boots EVERY DAMN DAY. Yesterday we (kids, friends etc) all went to the swim centre. It was awesome. I went swimming after a winter of not swimming and felt sick and sore but it was awesome fun.
I should mention that it is FREEZING here. It is snowing (which is weird for spring but not unheard of). So it was an odd choice to go swimming. It is an indoor swim centre BTW. Lots of other people were there too. I was the LEAST well dressed person there (including my sister...which is saying something). It seems that the fashionable thing to do is get glammed up and sit around the pools watching the kids swim (or rather watching other adults sitting around). I felt weird for like twenty minutes. As if i had committed a sin or something. Then i got over it ‘cause they are all complete losers. It is swimming not fashion week. You don’t need high heels and bling. Besides all my clothes smelt of chlorine any way.
Hey. My spell checker doesn’t know the word “bling”. That’s why you should never trust it. OK so there are lots of other reasons. But that is one!
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Guess what i did this morning. In the freezing cold. No? i spent it collecting food for the City Mission’s spring food drive. We volunteer our time to smile nicely and say thank you. Service is not an easy thing to do. sometimes giving money and objects is easier. It was touching the number of people who would drop something off and say “i know what poverty is like...now i can give something back”. One of the hardest thing for most people to do is to except charity. You might not think so. But it is. That is why i like to help city mission. They aren’t looking for money (well they wouldn’t say no or anything) but rather just want to help people. I also give my old coats and shoes each year for winter time. And blankets.
Just think about it. A can of soup feeds someone and costs you the same as a candy bar. I am not saying don’t have candy bars and give all your money away just think about it one time and help some one out. That unfashionable coat or ugly blanket could give some needed warmth to someone that has more to worry about than the latest fashions.
The hardest part for me is not judging people. Both those giving and those receiving. That is just my personal thing. What i have to learn to deal with. not always easy.
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I have a new favourite show. It is called four weddings. It is truly awful. So bad in fact that i can’t not watch it. It is four brides who go each others wedding and judge it. I KNOW. Bitch city and soooo mean. I mean what kind of shallow people think that what other people think of your wedding makes it valid or not. I mean of COURSE you think your wedding is the best no matter what. It was YOUR wedding. *LAUGH* OMG the whole thing is awful. They judge on dress, ceremony, reception and food. That’s right people with no taste at all (from what i have seen so far) try to judge other brides tastes.
The winner gets a luxury honey moon. How they find out they won is all the brides stand together and watch to see which groom gets out of the limo. Three brides stand there trying to be happy for the winner. RAFLOL....seriously have you ever heard of anything more cruel?
I can laugh because i will never have a wedding. I am NOT just saying that because i don’t have a potential groom!!! But can you imagine me trying to give a shit about matching my napkins to my flat wear or something? OK. Then imagine to my OCD if i suddenly did give a shit. See. I can’t win either way. If it were to happen then the groom would have to do it all. Surprise me.
[i have always dreamt of getting married at the star trek casino – i know it is not there anymore – when i find the man with the same dream then he is the one for me. kinda like some weird arse glass slipper thing. Who says i can’t wish for my prince to come?]
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Hope you got something out my little holiday waffles....xxoo