Can I even list 100 things about me?

Do I even have enough depth to do that? Here goes, .. we'll see when I run out! It will be interesting to see how I change .. or not ;p

1. I like to think I'm intuitive - and deep down, a little bit psychic
2. I enjoy a good fart or poo
3. I can speak German, fluently but not grammatically correct!
4. I have been enrolled at 3 different Universities and 1 TAFE at some point during the last 13 years.
5. I have a Bachelor of Arts in International Relations/ Peace & Conflict Studies.
6. I hate my teeth. One died from an abcess about 3 years ago. (is this two things?)
7. I have a short attention span.
8. I'm addicted to facebook games.
9. I'm short tempered.
10. I'm witty and love making people laugh.
11. I start things with big plans and ideas... and don't finish.
12. I think I can eventually charm anyone, though I have met people who didnt like me.
13. I want to be a wiccan and do magic. I just never got around to it.
14. I'm a loner.
15. I'm hairy, and probably don't shave enough.
16. I love getting lost in books.
17. I've always wanted to learn French and Spanish.
18. I'm researching my family tree
19. I really want to write a book, but don't know what to write about.
20. I really want to run my own business, but don't know what in!
21. Im studying Law because I want to make lots of money.
22. I have lost friends by being stubborn, and I miss one of them most of all.
23. My humour is pretty lame, but sooo funny.
24. I have an affinity with Germany, and until recently, I never really knew why.
25. I find medieval history really interesting.
26. I own tarot cards and runes, but havent used them in years.
27. My Sun, Moon, Mars and Venus are all in Aries in my eleventh house, and I really want to know what that means.
28. I love my Mum but she drives me crazy.
29. I'm afraid that line between sane and crazy will one day snap.
30. I think people like me, and that everyone gets me, though rationally this has to be wrong :)
31. I want to lose 37 kgs, but it feels like a pipe dream.
32. I like to argue when I think I will win.
33. I cant stand people who think they are better than me, but I still want their approval.
34. I'm not really interested in doing 'it'. I think there may be something wrong with me.
35. I had a whole bunch of bad experiences as a kid.
36. I feel a little bit rejected by my biological father for not contacting me.
37. I just wanna be high.
38. I want my kids to be squares.
39. I have a pixie ear.
40. I love squeezing pimples on other people.
41. I cant help squeezing my own pimples.
42. I am an interrupter.
43. I talk over people, but think they should be able to finish their sentence at the same time - I'm still listening.
44. Sometimes I just wait for other people to finish so I can talk - and I'm not really listening.
45. I'm partially deaf - this is true - ask anyone who has lived or worked with me.
46. I love good conversation with funny people.
47. I wish I had a snail mail pen friend.
48. My Nanna was the greatest person I ever knew - may she rest in peace. She visits me sometimes in my dreams.
49. I am a dreamer and used to really follow them, writing in dream journals. I should start doing this again.
50. I've always wanted to swim regularly - I gave it a go, but the water gets stuck in y ears and I cant hear anything for a few days afterwards. The only thing I haven't tried is a bathing cap.
51. I once took up running - doing the C25k program - but stopped because I was running in crappy dunlops - and will again when I get under 100kgs.
51. I was slim until I started smoking. Since then it has been up and down, in my 20s, mainly on the up ;p
52. I believe we all have more than one soulmate - and I believe I have met 4 of them.
53. I want to travel to Europe again, in my 50s. I think I will also go to South America then.
54. I am an attention seeker - this used to be in a 'look at me, I'm cool' kind of way, now its in a 'look at me, I mature and effortlessly cool' kind of way.
55. I know everything. If not, well I know lots of things.
56. I like to challenge people's views and offer different opinions or arguments even if I don't believe them myself.
57. I get offended when people think I am fake or insincere. They are two different things.
58. I dont see how I am a control freak, but apparently I am.
59. I have not given up on a dream of living and working overseas.
60. I believe in God, but more in a universal spirituality that binds us all sense. We just rationalise it in different ways.
61. Sometimes I rely on knowing the gist of things to get through exams.
62. I work well under pressure, but would work better if I started earlier.
63. Sometimes I'm afraid of the dark. I believe in ghosts, and have lived in 2 haunted houses - once as a kid and one a few years ago. That place wasn't threatening.
64. I like my butt - I dont mind it. Its the gut I wish i didnt have.
65. I think my eyes are my best feature.
66. I tell fibs, and don't think I've told a serious lie for years and years. Sometimes bending the truth can be rationalised.
67. I try to hide my true feelings to protect others' feelings.
68. I'm a ghetto snob. I think I am better than most of the people in my neighbourhood.
69. I'm insanely proud of my daughters' above average intelligence.
70. My kids are the cutest in the world. Other kids are cute too, but mine are seriously awesome.
71. I'm afraid of exposure. That people will see the real me. I get that insecure feeling sometimes when I reveal too much.
72. I purposely commit TMI. Its fun.
73. I'm afraid I will die and leave my children motherless. 
74. I hate doing housework. I can't be bothered. Don't wanna do it. Don't wanna get up.
75. I started going grey before I was 25.
76. Sometimes Allan makes me feel nervous in social situations.
77. I am addicted to Pepsi Max, havent had any since I went to the dentist last week. Actually I think that might be a lie.
78. I do have some regrets, they still leave me with a pang of sadness and I hope one day I wont care.
79. I don't think I have any personal secrets I havent told anyone.
80. I believe that one day, one of my descendants is going to want to know all about me and will think I'm totally awesome.
81. I have internet stalked people without them knowing it. No malice involved. Just looking.
82. I havent been properly fitted for a bra since I was 13.
83. I love music that moves me to my core.
84. I'm too afraid to do yoga or pilates in public in case I fart - because I have, from both places!
85. My middle name is Judith, like my grandmother. My daughters middle name is Michele, like hers.
86. I reckon my life would make a good movie.
87. I have a lot of pent up anger. Not sure anyone's suggestions will actually help there.
88. I used to wish my Mum was Cher and Dad was Alice Cooper - this was when 'If I could turn back time' and 'Poison' were in the Top 10 music charts.
89. I lose interest in people fairly quickly. Once they do something that upsets or shits e, I cant bring myself to care or really be good friends with them again. But thats ok, its probably mutual and I've accepted it.
90. I cant sing, but love to, and I think it is one of my life's greatest injustices.
91. I am a terribly funny dancer.
92. I'm spiteful and sometimes vengeful.
93. I often say things I dont mean and sometimes make promises I wont keep.
94. I sometimes hope peoples finance applications wont go through. Especially when they are young, or really obnoxious.
95. I don't think it was my fault at all for being homeless. Again, rationally speaking, this cant be true.
96. I swear like a trucker, a sailor, a whore or a bogan - whichever analogy suits you.
97. I am no where near as strict as I should be with my kids - and I'm sure one day I will regret this (even more).
98. I have a ginormous HECS debt. I don't even know if I will pay it off.
99. I would love to live on acreage somewhere, but still have a really high-paying job.
100. I really didnt think I would think of 100 things about me. Maybe I still didnt! I want to write more things cos there is more to me than the above :) 

Jesus who?

I think I just heard a fairy die. My kids dont really know about Jesus. I dont think I've even made the connection between Easter and Jesus obvious to them. Im not even sure what they know about the Easter Bunny. Actually, I dont think I've really taught the anything, apart from swear words.

Including Jesus Christ. Fuck. I think I just heard another one drop.

Its more about love and respect. I'm trying to teach them how to behave in public, the alphabet, and to leave me alone first thing in the morning while I have my coffee.

This is where the guilt sets in. I always thought I would be more. I was going to teach them languages, make them learn an instrument, spend time with them, be a TV Mum. Not like Mrs Brady, but not so much like Peggy Bundy. Some part of me feels like I'm failing them. Maybe they should learn about it. But then, I would have to make sure they learn about Buddha, and Allah and spirituality. Give them their own runes.

I'm left with this conundrum. Should they learn about God and Jesus, when I don't think it is relevant anymore? Ok, not NOT relevant, cos there are wars and status created by organised religion, just not relevant in that I think other things are more inportant? The ten commandments, sure - they seem ok. I couldnt name them. I want my kids to think, not just accept. I want them to choose their own religion.

I tried to explain Evolution to Zeke. It definately did not make sense. Zeke is a deep thinker. He asked if Nanna and Pop were turning into animals. This was funny at the time for many reasons ;p  I honestly didnt realise how much I didn't know about the world until I had the kids - like how yoghurt is made, and other things I cant remember right now. I struggle to answer questions. Maybe I should just leave it to the Bible - let Christianity answer the questions I dont want to. Nope, cant do it.

All the Easter eggs I bought them for Easter are still sitting in the fridge, uneaten. This feels significant when talking about my kids and religion. Just not sure how.

I think I love TV too much

Actually, to be honest - I dont think I love TV too much. I love the escapism and the joy of a new episode of my latest favourite show, I love the way the shows make me laugh, cry and feel. I love theme music that moves me. It can brighten my day. It excites me. And I know Im not the only one who just loves a good cry - but that is usually during movies :)

I feel compelled to share my favourite TV shows. I want people to like them. If they like them, then they might just think like me, and that means Im not alone, ... or crazy!

I dont remember REALLY getting into TV when I was young. I do remember watching it, and wishing my life was more like TV. I read more as a kid. I loved (and continue to love) reading. Its my secret. You can hide what you read from other people - but its pretty hard to hide what you watch :)

Anyway, here begins a list of TV shows I've loved .. and sometimes, have lost. Saying that - TV shows are a bit like love - you become addicted, and cant control them... you miss them, you love the characters.. and the show can be cruelly taken away from you - maybe due to ratings, or the stupid people who decide not to air them.. ;p

I describe this show as a funny punch in the face that makes you want to laugh tears. It sneaks up on you. But I love it. I watched it a few times a couple of years ago, but didnt really get in to it. I cant remember why I went back, but I'm glad I did.

I love Lesley Knope (Amy Poehler). She is the optimistic over-achiever that I want to be. I love that she cares. I love that she is a bit of a dag, but is so determined t go after what she wants.  I love that she gets Ron a perfect gift - an automatic door closer - And Ron Swanson (Nick Offerman). He hates everybody. He is the recluse that I sometimes am.  I love that Ron has a mother and two ex-wives called Tammy, and they are all crazy. He hates the government, and actively tries to do as little as possible. This is perfected in hiring April to be his receptionist. She wont put calls through, and never schedules meetings (apart from the disastrous day where he had 112 meetings). I love that April (Aubrey Plaza) is becoming his protege, she is you typical emo/goth young person ;p Maybe not typical but yeah. I never really liked/disliked Rob Lowe, but his character Chris Traeger literally says literally ALL the time.

The show has laugh out loud moments and one liners, there are moments when you tear up - particularly with the Leslie and Ben storyline :) I want them to be together :)  Ann (Rashida Jones), formerly from The Office, is Leslie's best friend.. she is more of a support character I reckon. I found the Ann and Andy storyline a bit annoying - I just wanted to get back to Leslie. I'm not a big fan of Andy. Boring!

I love the public forums Leslie holds and and the crazy public. Leslie is currently running for office, she wants to be the Mayor of Racoon-infested Pawnee. The moment when she holds a rally at the ice skating rink cracked me up. I love that the enemy of the Parks department is the evil women at the Library. The next episode is not out until the end of April.. waiting waiting waiting.

Hazel Loves Design... and has great taste.. thank Universe!

Which is lucky, cos I couldnt imagine following a blog where someone really loved something, but was really bad at doing it. Actually that is not a bad idea... (note to self - try and think of things I love but am not very good at).

On the topic of being great at things, let me introduce you to Hazel. She loves Design :) Her house here in Brisbane felt like something out of a magazine. Her colour scheme was black, white and silver. Though I'm pretty sure I did see purple there once. And blue. It was so cool and understated. Like Hazel.



I love the way her blog would feature pictures of different colours and textures, making bold statements or simple in their retro charm. She has great taste in choosing design type stuff - that I couldnt really put a name on, but would always feel so Hazel. I have only yesterday returned to blogging, so to be honest I havent looked at her blog for 18 months, but it has definately changed. It has grown, she has nearly 500 followers, she has people contributing and I cant find the archive... I'm sure she awarded me a badge a couple of years ago.. I just cant find where I put it.

Hazel's blog started as somewhere to post stuff that inspired her - now it has become an amazingly professional indicator of the design powerhouse she is going to become.. keep a lookout for her :) She features stuff she loves on Tuesday, a book club and even Avon giveaways. She even has plans for event planning - and kids parties, which I'm sure she will have lots of practice at! Her wedding was beautiful, her engagement party was sooo much fun, and everything else she turned her hand to just worked so well - she makes you feel like it is possible to be in that magazine photo - albeit a decorating magazine :)


I had always pictured Hazel as a Stepford wife - but this was before she became a Mum (which means she has either become super super organised and amazing and we will never know how she does it, or she is on the edge of a nervous breakdown - which we will also never know ;p)  I dont mean Stepford wife as in a vacuous, souless robot who does everything to please her husband and fit into society, but someone who is supremely organised, creative, fashionable, sophisticated, dainty and proper. So I hereby change the name - Hazelwife :)


I'm a highly intuitive person, so I usually base my opinions and judgements of people on images, thoughts, feelings, impressions and other non-verbal clues, as well as frivolous (or even sometimes malicious) gossip. Can't help it. I'm a feeler. When Hazel was pregnant with Brooklyn, I imagined her a 1960s Mum.. baking and dusting and wearing paisley. I could smell her perfume in my mind. Yes, it is I admit, a little bit creepy.

The thing I love the most about Hazels blog are the pictures. I love her choices in colour, layout, the mise en scene and all that other arty stuff :) I really dont know anything about design, but Hazel and her vision make me feel like I could be sophisticated and classy. A long road to success ;p  Hazel might not agree with with my broad generalisation of her blog, but she knows I really dont know anything about design except for what I like. And I like Hazel. And her taste.

Seriously - check out her blog :) Hazel Loves Design


Before I go, I just wanted to share that I love looking at blogs, and have been searching for ones that I like and want to follow. Its hard - there are so many out there. Maybe by doing some reviews I'll find some I like and dont like. And I'll share the ones I like with you. It would be mean to share the ones I dont like - unless they are great, or they are friends. Like Hazel ;p

My Family Tree

I just want to say happy birthday to my Great Grandfather, Mr Harry Thompson. He was born on the 1st April , 1886 in Sebastian, Victoria - just north of Bendigo.
Apparently he had kissable lips - so says my Aunty Linda.. that's not strange is it?


He was one of 11 children (oh those were the days) and became an ANZAC in New Zealand, where he met my Great Grandmother, Catherine and married her in Reefton, NZ in 1921. After moving back to Bendigo, they raised 12 children together, one of whom was my dearly departed Nanna. He died in 1958 -before my mother and I were born.


I look at his photo and wonder about him. What was he like? Did he have a sense of humour? Was he charming? I should really try and find out :)

Aww do I have to?

The answer my dear, is yes. Yes, you have to do that assignment due monday. Yes, you have to go to the toilet. Yes, you have to turn 31. Yes, you do have to pay someone to clear the junk out of your back yard. Yes Yes Yes.


Unless its about something my kids are nagging about... cant it wait? No. Usually not.


I've come back to you blog - oh how I've missed you.. maybe. You are in the category of things that I start, dont really maintain or finish, want to be more involved in.. but never seem to get around to it. Like bikini waxing. And I've only done that once. Once is enough. :) Its not like Allan says he cares anyway. Sometimes I dont want anyone down there. Its my happy place.

I'm avoiding my assignment. Its on Lawyers Roles and Responsibilities for my Legal Professional Practise class - basically ethics. The point of the assignment is to show that I understand that I will come across ethical dilemmas, have the Solicitors Rules as a framework to solve them, but will also need to engage in lifelong learning to be able to recognise and deal with them. Now to turn that into 1200 words. By tomorrow night. Bloody hell.


So I have committed blog murder - not sure I did the right thing. I could give you an update on what has happened in the last year, but I really do need to go to the toilet. Then I'm going to have a long bath and read the Heroin Diaries by Nikki Sixx. Being an 80s kid, I do know who Motley Crue are, but couldnt tell you the names of any songs. Now I know three - You all I need, Girls Girls Girls and Dr Feelgood. Maybe enough. There is a familiarity there - I dunno - maybe leftover trauma from the 80s, or just the claustrophobia of the mind and using drugs to escape it.


ok, now I'm busting. I may or may not be back :) There is that unwritten assignment I have about 36 hours to submit. Its only 1200 words.