Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Merry Christmas everyone ...

sorry I haven't been here much lately.  Just been busy .... end of the year etc.

Finished work on Friday last, not ashamed to say I spent most of sat and sun sleeping.  Monday and today has been doing shopping and cleaning around the house.

The presents are wrapped and under the tree.  We finally finished cleaning the pool and its filling.  Hopefully it will be fill by boxing day.

Off to Mr T's mum tomorrow.  Kids all coming out on boxing day.  So looking forward to that.

Promise photos then.

In the meantime merry christmas to all my blogger buddies.  You mean the world to me. xxxxx


Monday, December 2, 2013

Just wondering . . .

How many of you have a butter conditioner in your fridge?????  

I don't have one and there hasn't been one in the last two that I've had.  Probably around the time they were telling us that butter is bad for us.  Funny I've only just clicked on that one.  I

So another week down and a loss of 800 gms.

Two weeks since I cut out wheat, potatoes and sugar.  I have survived many temptations - two office lunches, one morning tea, Friday wine o'clock with potato chips, takeaways, Kayla's birthday party and sure there's been a few times when I could of picked at something.  Yes, I remember baking with Lucas.

I'm getting use to water at last.  I keep it quite handy to me and find I'm refilling it before I realise it.  It helps that the weather is warmer.  I also keep running through my head the saying, "maybe you're not hungry but dehydrated" and while I know I am hydrated maybe it works in reverse and because I am hydrated maybe that's why I'm not feeling hungry in between meals.

I did hope I might have lost a bit more but it's  still coming down, but I wanted to make 75 by Christmas and I'm not sure I can so I'm going to make sure I keep focussed and don't do anything stupid.

I spoilt myself a bit last week too.  I bought three new dresses and six pairs of shoes!!!!  Not as bad as it sounds.  They had buy 2 get one free sale then I saw my court shoes at clearance price ($14 down from $50) and got the last two in my size.  All up $110 for 6 pairs - not bad.  So I am feeling a bit special and spoilt at the moment and it's done wonders for my self esteem.  I haven't bought anything for myself for nearly a year.

We  had Kayla's 3rd birthday at the weekend so I'll leave you with some photos.

The grandparents pooled together and got this waterpark. SIL's mum bought it in Aus, the rest of us paid for it to be sent here.  Cost more than what it was bought for.

Well worth it though and it'll be there for the kids birthdays and Kelz thought she might hire it out as well.

 She got a little bit shy when everyone stared singing happy birthday, don't they all!!

Trouble at the table , waiting for cake   ...
 Managed to get a big slice and he ate most of it too...

 Starting to feel a bit frazzled . .

Until the bubbles came out

And I got this one off Janelle.   He'd just got out of the bath and was suppose to get dressed.  Here he is wearing the pirates hat I got him and nothing else.    

This one is definitely for the 21st

 My god I'm so glad I can give him back to his parents.  I'm sure he'd do me in.

Have a wonderful day all!!



Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Good Morning . . .

I'm in a happy place at the moment.  What a great feeling it is too.  Haven't had many of them in the past couple of years. 

I'm feeling like I've got control back again in my life, something  that's been missing for a long time. 

I'm rapt that in the last week I've not had any hunger pangs neither have I felt the need to have a snack between meals especially as my portion sizes have dropped too.  I put my lunch on a bread plate and  dinner I find I can only normally  eat half of it. 

Maybe all that water is helping.  I'm drinking 3 - 4, 750 ml bottles a day.  (Plus piddling 4 5 times an hour).   I'm finding it easy to drink maybe because of the warmer weather and because I'm keeping it within arms reach.

Last night when I got home from work I mowed the back lawns.  Mr T wouldn't let me at first.  It makes him feel bad - but I told him to think of it as part of my exercise.  I'm going to aim for 30 mins  outside after work in the garden - weather permitting.  By all means not only will I benefit but so will my gardens.

Finally just quickly - dinner last night.  

Sirloin Steak with creamy mushroom sauce, asparagus and cauli with cheese sauce.  I make my sauces  with a couple of tablespoons of thickened cream, which I reduce and then add either cheese, mushrooms etc.  Quick and easy and quite yummy.   I only managed half of this.

I'll try and get better and more creative with my foodie pics.  

That's me for now.

Have a great day.


Monday, November 25, 2013

Who do we try to kid . . .

Obviously ourselves.  

We know the scales are going up, the clothes are a little tighter but we ignore it, it's not that bad.  Then you catch a photo of yourself, or a glimpse in a mirror or a window.  Holy shit.  That's not me!!!!  OMG.   How did that happen.

That was me when I saw the photo on the last post with the girls.  I was so disgusted with myself.  I almost didn't recognise me - but the camera doesn't lie.  I'm positive that's not the face that looks back at me in the mirror.  But the camera doesn't lie.  It is me.  And I look bloody awful.  

So you want to know what the scales said last week.


I don't have any time to go on a pity trip.  So even though I'm disgusted with myself I'm back on track knowing if I do this properly I can turn it around.

Being a short arse any extra weight gain looks twice as bad on me.

So this is what I'm going to do.  Three things for now.

  • I'm going primal - no bread, pasta, rice, potatoes etc. 
  • Try to drink at least 2 litres of water per day. 
  • Limit wine.

 I've been doing the above for the last week.  Apart from the suishi I had on Saturday I've been very good.


I eat only twice a day, I'm not snacking at all in between meals.  My lunch I fit on a bread plate.  Half my dinner plate is veges and my protein about the size of my palm.  I eat my veges first then I'm struggling to eat the rest.  

Today the scales told me 


To be honest I was expecting more.  But then again prior to last week I was probably eating about 60 - 70% primal anyway which is probably why it's been a bit easy for me.  

My immediate goals are

  • To get to 75kg before Christmas.
  • To get to 70kg by my 52nd birthday (4th February)

My goal after that would be around 62kg which I would be happy with.  

So I'm back to blogging about weight loss and this is mainly about my journey getting there.  

So I hope you will join me and maybe we can help each other or just be there for support and encouragement.


Thursday, November 21, 2013

Week that's gone . . .

Well it's been a great one.

It was Mr T's birthday on Saturday.  

Since it was such a glorious day we decided to go to the Mount for lunch.  It was nice to get out just the two of us for a change.  It's been a long time and I've missed our childfree weekends.

The Mount was lovely and busy.  I spent all Christmas holidays at the Mount right up till I was about 15.  It's a fabulous place in the summertime.  But it's certainly changed a lot - there was definitely no high rise buildings - it was just the kiwi baches.  Gosh so many memories.  My first boyfriend, my first real KISS.  I can remember not breathing, then I twigged you breathe through your nose twit.  It was the perfect place to be a teenager.

 Mr T wanted steak so we found a nice restaurant and bar and we had celebratory birthday toast. 

 Afterwards we went and had a walk along the beach.

 Then Mr T decided he wanted to go and have a soak in the hot saltwater pools.  We had to get a private one as we hadn't come prepared. 

 After we got out of the pool we got a call from Kelly saying that Josh had been out hunting with Dave and grabbed some stinging nettle and was pretty sore.  So that ended our trip and we may our way home.  

But it was a good break for us and for the very first time ever - all 6 kids phoned to wish him a happy birthday.  He was so chuffed. Normally at least one has the pip and know how ignoring a birthday can hurt.  Hopefully its a good sign for the future.

Did the housework, some gardening and mowed the lawns on Sunday while Mr T went to work.

Monday was another gorgeous day and we went back to the Mount this time to catch up with the lovely Nannette and Brad.  We headed over to Tauranga and sat and had a chat at Starbucks, then we headed over to Welcome Bay where we caught up with the lovely Jules.

We spent a couple of hours chatting away quite merrily.  Funny how bloggers can meet for the first time and chat away so easily.

Poor Brad was a little bit "off colour".  Still trying to find his sea legs.  Poor Nannette has had to consume her daily drinks package but also his as well.  The things we do for love.  Oh well.

We dropped Brad and Nannette back at the dock and headed off home. 

It was a great week and it was great meeting the girls.

But that photo was a wake up call for me.  

I'd already decided last week to get back on track but now I'm quite driven.  

I started blogging to help me lose weight and get support from those who were doing the same.  This will be the main focus of this blog again.  I'm going to do it.

 See you soon.


Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Three steps forward, one step back . . .

Well things are still  pretty busy.  Mr T has work booked up for the new year which is great.  January is always the toughest.


After getting all ducks lined up to have a catch up in Auckland this week, we hit a hole in the road on Friday.  Mr T & J were doing a delivery out of town, going up a steep hill, went to change gears and . . .  nothing.   So there they were - stranded.  He rolled the truck back off the road and phoned me.  The service between here and Paengaroa is not great.  He kept cutting out.  I got the gist of what happened and tow truck and then he cut out.  So of course I panicked, which I do really well, had only half the information but I called the tow truck and sent them out.  Mr T then managed to climb to the top of the hill and he was able to phone me back where I learnt that I’d sent the truck in the wrong direction.  OMG.  Lucky he phoned back.  Anyway managed to get it sorted and put them in the right direction.  A couple of hours later he was back and everything was good.  Unfortunately the truck’s gear box is stuffed.  It’s going to be a week or two before its back on the road which means I won’t have my vehicle.  He’s also lost two days so he has to make them up which means we can’t get away on Thursday.  Hopefully I might be able to catch up with Nannette in Tauranga instead.

I’m starting to keep a food journal for myself as I got on the scales and got a fright when I saw them inching back upwards.  I’m very inspired with Michelle over at primal journey.  She’s also got a facebook page and is doing videos on you tube.  

I didn't get to do much grocery shopping at the weekend so supplies are dwindling.   So I had a piece of honey glazed chicken left over from last nights dinner, two eggs (which I nuked in the microwave) four cherry tomatoes and two strawberries.  It did the trick.  

I'm so over teenagers at the moment.  I swear I'm going to throttle him real soon.  Another reason I was really looking forward to a break away.  It's the backchat, the dirty room, the ATTITUDE, the laziness, going to his dad when he can't get what he wants from me etc, etc, and not to mention the pity party for myself that I still have at least another three years of this ....

Now I know why I like a vino.  It helps keep me sane.

Ciao for now.

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Busy times . . .

I stick my head up and what do you know . . .  it's November.

I had a great few days off, achieved quite a bit both at the workshop and also at home.  Best of all I actually got time to spend a bit of time on me.

I came back to work to a disaster.  Damn politics. Someone didn't get re-elected and spat the dummy big time. 

We're pretty busy at the workshop at the moment.  Poor Mr T has been working seven days a week for the past four weeks.  Just got to do it as you don't know when its going to stop.  So many businesses are going under.  In the last three weeks we've heard of three aluminium businesses that are closing.  Hopefully that will be good for us.  Still not easy out there at the moment tho.

Anyway we did get to spend some time with the grandies over Labour weekend.

Little Miss Kayla is going to be turning 3 at the end of the month.  She's such a little cutie.

This kid is just trouble.  Some of his latest photo poses. 

Little Miss Sophia

Nannette arrives next Thursday. We were hoping to go and pick her up and have a catch up.  The way things are at the moment we can't be positive we can make it.  Everyday something pops up.  I have got Josh sorted though if we can.  Older kids come in handy.  Mr T told me tonight we've got to try and make it.  We've got to do more things and grab the moments.  The past two years have taken a bit of a toll and our lives just seem to be work and stress.  So fingers crossed we can make it still and also maybe get to catch up with some more bloggers.

Talking about Josh.  His mother wanted a meeting with us on Sunday.  Josh didn't want anything to do with her.  So she told us she's not paying his school diocesan fees anymore.  Great - she just gives up all responsibility and leaves it all to us.  Nice mother just being able to walk away like that.

Oh well that's about it for now.  Hopefully it won't be December before I post again.


Thursday, October 10, 2013

Spreading the news . . .

More good news . . . 

Have known for awhile but were sworn to strict instructions not to say a word until work commitments had been sorted out but now I am pleased to say that grandbaby no. 4 is on HIS way.  

Kelly has now sorted out her leave and she found out last week that baby is going to be a boy.  Oh my goodness.  That's four grandbabies.   Two of each.  I can't wait.  Granddad is very, very happy.  

Then . . .

Krystal phoned to say she had just received an email and she's been accepted into AUT for next year to do a Bachelor of Design majoring in digital imageing.  She is stoked, we are stoked, everybody's stoked, the family is all good.  

Mr T was a bit worried as she finished school last year and decided  to work for a year to be near her boyfriend.  We all know that boyfriends can actually stuff up our good intentions and some of us never get to pursue our dreams, but she's pulled through.  So you can understand why Mr T and I are really happy for her.  I guess it means we will be in Auckland more.

So happy days are continuing.  And after getting use to the beautiful weather it turned to crap again, but now today the sun is shining.

 The stock is out and I wished you could smell the scent . . .

 It's so . . . spring/summer time.

I'm beginning to think we're in for another long hot summer. 

In other news . . .

Finally we're moving along with the kitchen.  Mr T started putting the flooring down last weekend.  Pictures to follow. Just amazing the difference it makes.

Had a really productive springtime clean last week and I'm really rapt.  Feel like I'm finally getting on top of everything.

Eating properly again and seeing and feeling the results.

So much for our childfree week - we picked Josh up from the bus stop on Thursday.  Oh well we had four days.  Then he ended up having a sleepover at his friends on the Saturday so not too bad.  He's been good too.  He's got a list of things that HAVE to be done by the time we get home - and he's doing them.  Big difference.
His mother has been phoning him wanting him to go stay but he says no.  She phoned me the other day asking if I knew why.  I just told her - he doesn't feel safe.  Mentioned the last two stays with her being drunk, yelling abuse saying she doesn't want to lay eyes on him anymore - having to go pick him up cause she doesn't want him.  Honestly, you don't have to be a rocket scientist to figure out why he doesn't want to go.  So she said she won't bother him.  To keep in touch and hopefully one day he might change his mind and want to see her,  I actually felt a tiny bit sad  for a moment because she sounded very broken.  Two children and none want her in their lives.  That karma is a bitch aye. 

When Josh was staying with his brother Patrick, he told him that she did the same to him and she was always asking him for money.  That is why he stayed away for a couple of years.  Funny too when she took Josh over to Hamilton she asked Patrick for money for gas, in front of Josh.  

Anyhow with all these happy genes floating around at the moment I decided to put in for a few days leave.  Because of timing and Award evenings coming up I'm just taking next Friday, Mon, Tues, Wed off which will give me a long weekend.  I'm looking forward to that and hopefully the weather will be beautiful.

And on that cheerful note, I'll say Ciao.

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

Child Free . . . .

At last.

Josh is away this week - visiting his half brother on his mothers side in Hamilton.  If anyone can understand his mother it's him as he went through the same thing.  He ended up going to live with his father too.

So Mr T and I are home alone.  Woohoo.  I need a break truly as I was starting to get close to clobbering him.  Teenagers.  I'm getting tired of having to tell him over and over again to do things.  Colin does too, but you know - in one ear and out the other.  

Anyhow, moving on because I'm feeling great.  About five minutes after Josh left I felt quite carefree again.  No hassles, not having to repeat myself, no timeframes to stick to, ie cooking, cleaning etc . . . I can be more relaxed about everything.  And for this to happen as daylight savings switches on . . . perfect.  The weather could have been a little bit nicer but the last couple of days have been great and coming home from work and being outside is a wonderful feeling.  

With the warmer weather not that far away I decided I'd go down to the garden centre close to work and get a few plants.  As I was walking I could only get what I could carry which is probably a good thing.

I got some nice petunias for one of the pots on the deck.  Beautiful colour.

And capsicum, tomatoes and a couple of strawberry plants for the pots on the deck as well.

I figure at the weekend I'll waterblast the deck and get everything nice and tidy and ready for some outdoor living.  I so love this time of the year.

They had a lot of wall art that I liked as well.  There were a lot more but I felt like a spy taking the photos.  There was a wine holder one which was awesome.  Wouldn't mind that.  Damn, I should have taken a photo of it, then I could have shown Mr T and he might get it for me.

I've been eating really well too.  I'm enjoying experimenting with a few more recipes as well.  I'm looking forward to being a few kilo's lighter once the warmer weather hits.

Overall I'm feeling pretty good.  I don't care if it's the weather or just everything finally righting itself, I'm just pleased  not to be stressed.  When you're in a happy state of mind - things around you seem to get a lot better.  

I'm going to  make the most of this time.


Monday, September 23, 2013

Hey there . . .

 I'm still around, and I'm even smiling now.  Been busy juggling lots of things and there's a very bright light now at the end of the tunnel.  I'm not looking quite so old now either, courtesy of a few good nights sleeps. 

I love this time of the year.  Spring is always a good time to get you out of your funk and start looking ahead for longer warmer days.

It means you can come home from work, can relax and enjoy the sunshine, get your second wind instead of coming home when it's cold, dark and miserable, have dinner, and feel like the day's almost over.

 And this weekend it gets kickstarted when daylight saving begins.  I'm also predicting a warm sunny weekend.

Oops time for another haircut.  It's growing so fast.

Hopefully I will be back to more regular blogging now that things are finally starting to settle back to normal. 

Had a catch up with Jackie the other day which was nice and something we should do more often, without the guys.  Shame about your lunch Jaxx and damn about the rain.  I was wet right through by the time I got to my desk. Thanks for picking me up!!!

I've been blogging for quite a few years now.  I've met quite a few bloggers over this time and also made some great online friends too.  In November I'm catching up with Wanna, and maybe some of the other girls when she comes over to start her cruise.  It's going to be a hoot to finally meet her.  

I heard from Josh's mum last Thursday - the first time since she told him she never wanted to see him again.  She sounded very contrite and was keen to have a meeting with all of us as I suggested in a public place (so there's no screaming from her and we can just leave if she does).  I'm documenting all this.  

America's Cup.  It just has to be tomorrow.  We ARE going to win.
We should of had it on Saturday, but we will get there and we will have won it fair and square.

Go Emirates Team New Zealand - go you good thing!!!

Thursday, September 5, 2013

Thanks . . .

After writing my last post I decided it was time to pick myself up and move forward.

I took the day off today, had another bad night and didn't feel too great so thought a day at home by myself to rest wouldn't be a bad idea.  All this pollen around at the moment isn't doing my sinuses any good.

Things have been pretty tough since Mr T had his accident but there is also a lot of "other" things that have been adding to the equation as well.

At the end of the day everything will work itself out . . . then there will be more problems to deal with.  That's life.  

Josh has been to his the past two weekends.  Just the Friday and Saturday. First visit was okay, although he came home and didn't speak to us for a couple of hours.  He needed to unwind.  Then last weekend we get a phone call at 8.30 on the Saturday night - her pissed and demanding Mr T come and get his son.  He did and ended up having to listen to her drunken rant and when Josh got in the car told him she never wanted to see him again. WTF!!!!!  She is totally unbelieveable and she had better stay away from me.  She only has balls when she's drunk.

So Josh is pretty happy about that.  He doesn't want a bar of her.  That is sad.  I'd be gutted if my kids felt like that.

Anyhow a day at home has done wonders.  Although Mr T decided to play hookie too and came home around 1 to keep me company.  All good.

I'm now going to get dinner ready.   Lamb chops and lots of veges.  Just what I need.  Dinner has been a mixed bag lately and probably not eating properly.  

Thanks again for being there.  I'm feeling a lot better.


Wednesday, September 4, 2013

The last few weeks have been very hard for me . . .

Every day I get up is a battle.  There are so many things that have to be dealt with that I  feel like I'm drowning.  

It's emotional, personal, financial, health worry.

 It's on the home front, work front and the business.

I am tired and bone weary.

I've felt so down that all I've wanted to do was give up.  I look in the mirror and see an old woman.    I see a woman who has started to neglect herself.  I go home, do the basics and hibernate.  At the weekend I go home, do the basics and hibernate.  I'm not living properly - I'm trying to hide away from everything and hoping it will all go away. 

I love Fridays when I can forget.  I dread Mondays when I wonder if I'm going to make it through the week. 

So I'm battling.

I can't give up and I won't.  I've still got a wee bit of fight left.  

This Monday was a better start to the week and here we are at Wednesday and it's still getting better.  Let's pray this is the turning point that I've waited for - so far so good.

Hopefully the change of season, Spring, meaning new life, lives up to its name.    

I can help myself too.  

I can smile, even if I don't want too.  I can laugh, even if I don't want too.  I can go home shave my legs, do my eyebrows and put a rinse through my hair.  I can drag myself off to bed early tonight and hopefully fall asleep.  I can tell myself everything is going to be okay.  

And I can believe it.

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Birthday Boy . . .

Lucas turned four last week.  Time is going by way too fast.  One more year and he'll be at school I think he's ready for it now.

While I love spending time with my grandchildren, I'm not overly fussed that I have to spend it with ALL  the grandparents.  By that I mean Janelle's parents (who I get along with fine) but my ex and his wife, his mother, all of Janelles mothers family which is huge.  The problem is that they go to the same church.  When John and I finally separated I was labelled as the bad wife and the scarlett woman.  I was not impressed with the church.  Far from christian and my ex MIL was the worst.

Anyhow my boys and Col hover around me and protect me.  Nick knows it is uncomfortable for me but I do it for the kids.  Besides when it's a kids party Kelly and Kayla are there too so I have enough of my own family support.

Such are the joys of separated families.

Anyhow here are a few photos.

Ciao for now.

Thursday, August 8, 2013

Nearly spring ...

In the morning and night when I arrive and leave work the smell of daphne is strong.  I love the scent.  The days are beautiful and sunny and they're getting longer. 

The gardens at work are also starting to come alive again too.  Our gardener is a bit late in pruning the roses, there's already a few blooms.

I love this time of the year.  Spring will be early. Daylight saving is next month.  It seems to have gone fast this year.  It's been a short winter.  

Today is Lucas's 4th birthday.  Hard to believe he'll be at school next year.   That time has gone fast.  I've got my hat(s)   for his Cat in the Hat party.  Should be a hoot.

My weight is going down slowly on a daily basis.  I'm quite pleased as I was feeling like I was in a rut.  My portion sizes are smaller and I feel fuller for longer.  Timing is perfect as I only crave salads and lite meals in the warmer months.  And now that my kitchen is wired up and ready to go I'm looking forward to being a little bit more creative when it comes to food.

Josh is with us again this weekend.  He phoned his mother last night and said he wanted to stay here and she agreed.  He just doesn't want a bar of her anymore and it's her own damn fault.  If I was her I'd be feeling sick to my stomach if my kids didn't want any part me.  I'm pretty resigned to the fact that he will be with us most of the time now.  We'll just have to encourage him to be more independent and spend time with his friends - be a bit more sociable - so we can have a bit of space every now and then.  Things he should be doing anyhow at his age.

Righto I'd better finish what I was doing.  Catch you later.  



Tuesday, August 6, 2013

I'm being brave . . .

I found this recipe for jam which looks so easy peasy that I might have to try it.  Afterall I'm in to easy.

Finally, after months of not much success I'm finally starting to shift some weight again.  I don't know if it's because of stress and renovations etc that is getting to me but I'll take the losses and smile.   There is a bit of stress to deal with at the moment but I've learnt that things will work out one way or another and I can do it hard by worrying or by putting a smile on my face and pushing through.  It's a lot better smiling - things don't seem quite so bad.

But I am being brave.  The main part of the kitchen is in.  However, the dishwasher isn't working - it needs some extension hose, the oven and hob are in - but not wired, the water wasn't connected.  I took several deep breaths when I went home.  I was absolutely knackered.  Mr T was so pleased with the way the kitchen went in I couldn't tell him I wanted to cry.    Once he'd connected the water up, and we'd managed to sort things about a bit it was a lot better.  There is still a bit to be done.  I'd just wish that we were more prepared and had all our cooking stuff ready at hand.  It took two days to find our camp cooker, but I had my George Foreman grill and I got him to bring the old microwave home from the workshop.  Somehow we'll manage until the electrician comes back.  

Then at the weekend he brought home the platform that he'd made for the spa.    Next thing you know he started dismantling part of the deck.  I'm going like my god - my kitchen is incomplete, my deck is being demolished, I want to cry.  It feels like its going to be  a long time before things are finished.  

Does anyone remember the programme DIY Rescue.  I feel like one of those wives on that show. 

Patience, Lee-Anne, patience.  Remember he's achieved an awful lot so far.  Have faith it will get done!!!

We've had more problems with Josh's mum.  He went to stay with her on Friday night.  She ended up phoning us up and abusing us and yelling and screaming, we could hear Josh in the background,  quite upset.  We'd both had a drink so couldn't drive, she was definitely drunk and in no fit state to do anything but she was threatening to bring him out.  I said if she did I would have the cops on her real fast.  We picked Josh up the next morning.  She's different when she's sober, and not so brave in person.    I wanted to rip into her but refrained as Josh was there and I didn't want to stoop to her level.  She raved on that he doesn't respect he talks badly to her, yells her, yadda yadda yadda.  Well hello woman.  You yell at him, you wonder why???   He doesn't respect her.  He no longer wants to have anything to do with her.  We have 8 months before he turns 16 and then he can legally decide which parent he wants to live with.    We will do our best to keep him with us as long as possible - but we were both in agreement after the last custody battle that we wouldn't go through that again and that Josh would have all the facts.  It cost us thousands only to have the custody order remain exactly the same.   Enough about bad rubbish.

Anyway, I will try and get some photos up tonight.

Ciao for now.

Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Still hanging in there . . .

The last couple of weeks have been rather trying  . . . to say the least, but progress is being made, albeit slowly. 

I just about through my hands up in disgust and wanted to cry on Saturday when water started leaking from the holding tank in the ceiling. 

I should explain that our water is gravity fed and we have a big tank under our verandah that fills the tank in the roof.  When the plumber was our fixing a few things on Thursday, switching the water on and off and draining etc, the ballcock in the holding tank got stuck and overflowed.  This is not the first time this has happened and luckily the ceiling has to be replaced anyway.  We've talked about getting switched over to main supply, which will improve the water pressure no end.  So the good thing is that I chose the right plumber.  He wants new joinery, and he wants to do a deal.  So - we'll get him to switch us on to mains.  I just hope we won't have to wait too long.  I keep listening for water. 

*Rant ahead*

My days off were sabotaged.  Josh's mum decided to go away for the weekend.  I said fine, he can go to his mothers a couple of days earlier then to make up for it and give us a bit of a breather .  She phoned up and came up with a cockamamey story about how she has to go places and she's got to go see her other son in Hamilton, blah, blah, blah.   It didn't help she was pissed as a chook and slurring all her words.  It probably didn't help either that I was on my second glass of wine and cracked the shits big time.  I tell you what - it felt damn good.  Sick and tired of playing her little games.  Poor Mr T got stuck in the middle cause I refused to talk to her and gave the phone to him, but I still ranted around in the background loud enough for her to hear.  Blurted out how sick I was of being used, taken for granted, being everyone's cash cow, taking every other parents f- ups and fixing.  So I said stuff it Josh can stay with us full-time, I'll get in touch with WINZ, IRD and tell them.  Josh definitely wants to stay with us fulltime.  She hasn't a leg to stand on.  WINZ threatened to cut her benefit last year because they realised that Josh was with us most of the time and they had been paying her for 50/50 care.  After talking about it we agreed to write a letter to WINZ stating that though the custody agreement we have Josh over 75% of the time, as he has gotten older that this arrangement had become more flexible and balanced out to a 50/50 arrangement.   We did this purely in his best interests. He would be the one to suffer. 

Her response was to phone back, which we didn't answer , and to leave abusing me, saying I had a problem etc.  I do actually, and it's her.  She then left another message on my cellphone crying, saying she doesn't want to fight, but she's worried about her son in Hamilton and I don't understand, blah, blah, blah.  Get over it woman, your tricks may have got you away with a lot before but your numbers up.

Rant over.   

Okay here's the wall out.
 I'll be glad to see the back end of those colors I can tell you.

As you can tell it's really opened up the dining lounge area, making it more sociable and open plan.

And Mr T's other project . . .   his $50 spa pool.

It works!!!!!  Brilliantly.  They fired it up at the workshop the other day to check it out and apart from one small leak, everything works.  Total extra cost - $25.  We will restain the outside as well but still a bargain.

She's a biggie - with a back massager too.

He took this to show me - "even the light works huney".    He is so pleased with himself.   So now all it needs is a jolly clean.  Which reminds me of a little story to share.

I told him we'd get baking soda on to some of the problem spots.  When I was at the workshop last week  I walked over to check out and lo and behold in the bottom of the spa was a packet of BAKING POWDER.  I couldn't stop laughing, he'd got the powder confused with the soda and was wondering why it wasn't working.  A bit of a mere male moment most definitely.

UPDATE:   When I got home last night Mr T had spent the day at home installing the main part of the kitchen.    More photos's to follow.

Happy . . .

Life is great, things are going way better than expected ( I hope I don't bloody jinx it)  we are good, we are happy, we are relaxed....