I’ve been off the air for a few days and I owe comments and emails aplenty.
Lots of apologies.
By some mysterious process of horrid osmosis my body has been invaded by
a really, cranky, mean old duck who gets very angry at the drop of a hat.
Mind you, a bloody damn site more than hats get dropped around here
which could be contributing to Mrs Crankybum’s bodily takeover here inTownsville.
Mr iT had a footballers (we sponser an AFL club here) preseason BBQ organised (months ago I’ll admit) here, which co-incided with
- My first day out of hospital after almost 5 weeks
- 4 days after the fire in the house (saved of course by Bronson the Hero Bichon)
- No cyclone damage repairs yet (admittedly mostly upstairs, not down where guests would be)
- The lawn area where everyone was supposed to eat and mingle etc – was exactly where all the firemens’ hoses had been hard at work -which meant lawn was a swamp and plywood had to be laid over it all so people could walk across the lawn
- Oh and the day before I came home Mr iT gave the cleaning lady notice.
See – I’ve turned into a dobber – I really am cranky and mean, I should never be a blogger dobber.
So now here’s the good news.
So Having got all that off my chest, and STILL fighting Apple Aperture (preventing me from posting photos), what’s to say.
WE are still AMAZINGLY lucky, despite all of the above moaning, my stepdaughter (for more than 30 years) and her Japanese husband and the grandkids live in Tokyo, and my Son-in-Law’s Brothers and their families all live in Sendai. By late this afternoon, every single one of them has been accounted for. Step-daughter, hubby and kids, finally got through to us late on Friday night, some of the in-laws by late Saturday night, and just received email that a few nieces and nephews of my son-in-law have all turned up.
I’m amazed that out of all the horror of this year – my family and our dramas have been so fortunate, and I am hoping and sending whatever good karma to all of you that you and your loved ones have escaped the latest disaster thrown at us.
I am cranky because I figured my back would be better by now. Poo Bum it’s not.
Also cranky because I thought I’d be off the heavy duty painkillers, and now my friends have finally admitted that I slur my words when I have to take Endone – and I cannot leave the house without taking Endone.
This amuses them terribly, but I’m really cranky they didn’t tell me till this weekend. I suppose I’ve been very entertaining as Mrs Slurry.
Oh, I should have started this writing this blog days ago, I have actually been very, very depressed (SO not ME) though the Dr warned me painkillers do this, plus being cooped up in house of ill repute -housekeeping wise is v. depressing.
But, having a chat to you all on the blog, and doing the big dobber dobber act right at the top, then sharing the family luck re: Japan Earthquake has cheered me up. Ad I’m not in POOR me mode anymore.
I’m off to go read your blogs now, even though it’s 11.19pm Sunday night.
Dr’s Appointment and more Xrays tomorrow, fingers and toes (FF2010) for me please