As Crankybeereminded me, there was more to the story of Paul Potts who I posted about previously. Most of you have probably heard, he won the competition, but I thought I would just add the clips of his semi final and final performances if anyone is interested. This whole story just touches me deeply.
The first one is the Semi finals, the second the finals, enjoy.
Thursday, July 5, 2007
Thursday, June 28, 2007
I'm it!
Ok I've been tagged by the fabulous Zanna.
Aim of the game is a one word response - so here goes
1. Where is your cellphone? Desk
2. Relationship? Challenging
3. Your Hair? Independant
4. Work? Interesting
5. Your Sister? Bestfriend
6. Your Favourite Thing? Camera
7. Your dream last night? Weird (there were bloggers in it ??)
8. Your Favourite Drink? Cowboy
9. Your Dream Car? Mazda6
10. The room you are in? Office
11. Your Shoes? Comfortable
12. Your Fears? Snakes
13. What do you want to be in 10 years? Travelling
14. Who did you hang out with this weekend? Family
15. What are you not good at? Decisions
16. Muffin? Maybe (if it has chocolate or blueberries)
17. Wish list item? DigitalSLR
18. Where you grew up? Sydney
19. The last thing you ate? Toast
20. What are you wearing? Jumper (its really cold here)
21. What are you not wearing? bikini (like I said its really cold here)
22. Your pet? Dog (Milo)
23. Your computer? Lifeline
24. Your life? Evolving
25. Your mood? Tired
26. Missing? Sophie (lives on other side of the country)
27. What are you thinking about? Holidays
28. Your Car? Big
29. Your kitchen? Comfort
30. Your summer? Camping
31. Your favourite colour? pinkpurplegreen (OK just call me indecisive)
32. Last time you laughed? Today
33. Last time you cried? Tuesday(Close friend had baby placed with her for adoption after 2 year wait)
34. School? Fun
35. Love? Family
So now who am I going to tag - I think nearly everyone I read has already done this, so I wont tag anyone, but if you havent done it, you're it, leave me a comment to let me know if you decide to have a go?
xxx
Aim of the game is a one word response - so here goes
1. Where is your cellphone? Desk
2. Relationship? Challenging
3. Your Hair? Independant
4. Work? Interesting
5. Your Sister? Bestfriend
6. Your Favourite Thing? Camera
7. Your dream last night? Weird (there were bloggers in it ??)
8. Your Favourite Drink? Cowboy
9. Your Dream Car? Mazda6
10. The room you are in? Office
11. Your Shoes? Comfortable
12. Your Fears? Snakes
13. What do you want to be in 10 years? Travelling
14. Who did you hang out with this weekend? Family
15. What are you not good at? Decisions
16. Muffin? Maybe (if it has chocolate or blueberries)
17. Wish list item? DigitalSLR
18. Where you grew up? Sydney
19. The last thing you ate? Toast
20. What are you wearing? Jumper (its really cold here)
21. What are you not wearing? bikini (like I said its really cold here)
22. Your pet? Dog (Milo)
23. Your computer? Lifeline
24. Your life? Evolving
25. Your mood? Tired
26. Missing? Sophie (lives on other side of the country)
27. What are you thinking about? Holidays
28. Your Car? Big
29. Your kitchen? Comfort
30. Your summer? Camping
31. Your favourite colour? pinkpurplegreen (OK just call me indecisive)
32. Last time you laughed? Today
33. Last time you cried? Tuesday(Close friend had baby placed with her for adoption after 2 year wait)
34. School? Fun
35. Love? Family
So now who am I going to tag - I think nearly everyone I read has already done this, so I wont tag anyone, but if you havent done it, you're it, leave me a comment to let me know if you decide to have a go?
xxx
Friday, June 22, 2007
Friday, June 1, 2007
Alls well that ends well
For those of you who prefer not to read other peoples whinging, whining, cranky pants posts I would recommend you skip this one.
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For the rest of you... welcome to my whine
This week has been insanely busy, just the usual mum stuff, work etc. I know everyone has to cope with this kind of stuff, I'm not special in that regard, and mostly I try not to whinge too much about it, because that's life. This morning I had an episode of ... something.
The kids were late getting out of bed, and I was mean to them while I tried to hurry them out the door. Then I needed to buy a printer cartridge, and I couldn't locate the one I needed in OfficeJerks, and the sales assistant *@#$^$@*&*@#&!!!! pity he doesn't get paid on commission, cos this week he would be earning jack if his assistance to me was anything to go by. Driving away from the store I must have looked like a complete nutter yelling, and carrying on to myself in the car.
Then I went to the toy store to stock up on birthday gifts as my daughters are both attending lots of parties at the moment, and this stupid old bag was behind me in the queue to pay. while I the sales assistant rang up my purchases, then swiped my credit card stupid old bag was pushing my stuff down the counter out of her way, she was so close to me the hairs on her arms were touching me, she pushed my purse and it fell on the floor - talk about no personal space boundaries, she was so impatient to get me out of the way and have her turn. Then when I was getting in my car she was pushing by me again to get to her car so she could get out of the car park first - like she is the only person in the world who has other things to do. So I reversed out behind her, then stopped to put my seat belt on and adjust my mirrors, and made her wait before pulling out. Then she overtook me on double white lines, veering in front of a small truck that was pulling out of a drive way on the other side of the road. So I flipped her the bird and let loose another stream of colourful language.
After that I pulled over to the side of the road and sat with my head on the steering wheel wondering what the hell was wrong with me. I had other shopping to do but I decided it would be safer to just go home. All the way home I kept thinking about what I could eat when I got there, I changed my mind a dozen times. Then I pulled into my driveway and sat in the car tyring to pull myself together.
I scared myself a lot, because I wasn't hungry, yet I had a menu planned out that was going to get stuffed down my throat to make me feel better. I was still so angry and I was planning on using food to ease my anger and frustration. Right then I realised it, so binge drama was averted as I made myself more conscious of what the problem was. All my life I have been told not to display anger, to forgive and forget blah blah, and all my life I have pushed down angry feelings and denied them.
So still sitting there in the car I shut my eyes and said out loud I AM VERY ANGRY, and yes I said it very loudly. Then I waited. The sky didn't fall, there was no reaction from around me, so I said it again even louder I AM VERY VERY ANGRY!!! then I wondered if any of my neighbours could see me and I started to laugh, and suddenly I wasn't angry anymore. So I came inside, turned on the computer, started to work, and didn't eat anything.
I was exhausted after letting go of all of that anger, but I felt so much better. Now I am off to think of something nice to do for my kids this afternoon so they don't think their mother is a total cow all day everyday ;-)
For anyone who read this far - thanks, and stop laughing at me!
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For the rest of you... welcome to my whine
This week has been insanely busy, just the usual mum stuff, work etc. I know everyone has to cope with this kind of stuff, I'm not special in that regard, and mostly I try not to whinge too much about it, because that's life. This morning I had an episode of ... something.
The kids were late getting out of bed, and I was mean to them while I tried to hurry them out the door. Then I needed to buy a printer cartridge, and I couldn't locate the one I needed in OfficeJerks, and the sales assistant *@#$^$@*&*@#&!!!! pity he doesn't get paid on commission, cos this week he would be earning jack if his assistance to me was anything to go by. Driving away from the store I must have looked like a complete nutter yelling, and carrying on to myself in the car.
Then I went to the toy store to stock up on birthday gifts as my daughters are both attending lots of parties at the moment, and this stupid old bag was behind me in the queue to pay. while I the sales assistant rang up my purchases, then swiped my credit card stupid old bag was pushing my stuff down the counter out of her way, she was so close to me the hairs on her arms were touching me, she pushed my purse and it fell on the floor - talk about no personal space boundaries, she was so impatient to get me out of the way and have her turn. Then when I was getting in my car she was pushing by me again to get to her car so she could get out of the car park first - like she is the only person in the world who has other things to do. So I reversed out behind her, then stopped to put my seat belt on and adjust my mirrors, and made her wait before pulling out. Then she overtook me on double white lines, veering in front of a small truck that was pulling out of a drive way on the other side of the road. So I flipped her the bird and let loose another stream of colourful language.
After that I pulled over to the side of the road and sat with my head on the steering wheel wondering what the hell was wrong with me. I had other shopping to do but I decided it would be safer to just go home. All the way home I kept thinking about what I could eat when I got there, I changed my mind a dozen times. Then I pulled into my driveway and sat in the car tyring to pull myself together.
I scared myself a lot, because I wasn't hungry, yet I had a menu planned out that was going to get stuffed down my throat to make me feel better. I was still so angry and I was planning on using food to ease my anger and frustration. Right then I realised it, so binge drama was averted as I made myself more conscious of what the problem was. All my life I have been told not to display anger, to forgive and forget blah blah, and all my life I have pushed down angry feelings and denied them.
So still sitting there in the car I shut my eyes and said out loud I AM VERY ANGRY, and yes I said it very loudly. Then I waited. The sky didn't fall, there was no reaction from around me, so I said it again even louder I AM VERY VERY ANGRY!!! then I wondered if any of my neighbours could see me and I started to laugh, and suddenly I wasn't angry anymore. So I came inside, turned on the computer, started to work, and didn't eat anything.
I was exhausted after letting go of all of that anger, but I felt so much better. Now I am off to think of something nice to do for my kids this afternoon so they don't think their mother is a total cow all day everyday ;-)
For anyone who read this far - thanks, and stop laughing at me!
Friday, May 11, 2007
Ali Edwards
Just read this post on Ali Edwards blog, this woman so inspires me, I admire her and strive to emulate her, and I almost daily find something on her blog that speaks to me, whether her own words, or directions to anothers's words.
Do yourself a favour and have a read of Ali's blog, its more than just scrapbooking.
Do yourself a favour and have a read of Ali's blog, its more than just scrapbooking.
Note to the coach
This team is an Under 12 team, 12 not 21, so I don't expect to hear comments like this:
"If we lose this game because you backs aren't doing your job the forwards and midfielders can suck back a stubbie at training on Friday while you backs do the grunt work"
at half time.
These are Unders 12's so firstly, stubbies (small bottles of beer for the uninitiated) don't even enter the equation, WTF are you doing talking to my 11 year old about drinking beer at footie training?!?
Secondly, a football game is won or lost by a team, not by three or four children. If the ball makes it as far as the backs, then the midfielders and forwards have some explaining to do too because they haven't done their job properly either.
Thirdly, if the forwards had kicked goals (worth 6 points) rather than behinds (worth 1 point) we would have come out thirty points ahead at the final whistle. So it might be a good idea to work on accuracy in kicking with the boys at training, but don't yell at them for not being accurate, just help them learn to be more accurate and encourage them for the fact that even a behind is better than no points at all.
At this stage in their sports careers the idea is to encourage, to look at the game and point out better strategies for situations that have occurred. If you have any desire to have an any way decent first grade seniors team you have to make playing football fun for those who are really keen when they are 11, if its not, they wont hang around, and that would be a huge tragedy for the club long term.
As the coach, if this team loses, it is your responsibility, because you are telling them how to play, and positioning them on the field. If you play your best back as a full forward when he has never played there before, of course he will struggle for a bit.
And lastly - rotations. I have three children, every Saturday morning I get them all out of bed early so that we can make it to the playing field half an hour before the game starts - usually on the other side of town so half an hour or more drive has to be taken into account. My whole family sacrifices other things to be at the games each Saturday, if you aren't going to give my kid fair playing time, tell me beforehand, and we wont bother making the effort to be there. Please let me know if my kid is only going to get five minutes on the field. There are a whole sixty minutes in a game, my kid deserves at least one full quarter. Five minutes is an insult given that he has never missed a training session or a game, he is always on time, and he is always willing to listen and do as you instruct.
So yes, I did talk to the club management, and yes it will impact on you. But these kids deserve better than what you gave them last week. I hope this is a wake up call for you. I admire the fact that you are willing to put the time into coaching this team, yes it is a big commitment, but it is also your responsibility to put these kids above your needs - the greatest rewards will come not in holding up a trophy at the end of the season, but from the respect, admiration and friendship you will get from these kids for having lead them respectfully through the season, for encouraging them and for believing in them.
OK end of rant, thanks for listening.
"If we lose this game because you backs aren't doing your job the forwards and midfielders can suck back a stubbie at training on Friday while you backs do the grunt work"
at half time.
These are Unders 12's so firstly, stubbies (small bottles of beer for the uninitiated) don't even enter the equation, WTF are you doing talking to my 11 year old about drinking beer at footie training?!?
Secondly, a football game is won or lost by a team, not by three or four children. If the ball makes it as far as the backs, then the midfielders and forwards have some explaining to do too because they haven't done their job properly either.
Thirdly, if the forwards had kicked goals (worth 6 points) rather than behinds (worth 1 point) we would have come out thirty points ahead at the final whistle. So it might be a good idea to work on accuracy in kicking with the boys at training, but don't yell at them for not being accurate, just help them learn to be more accurate and encourage them for the fact that even a behind is better than no points at all.
At this stage in their sports careers the idea is to encourage, to look at the game and point out better strategies for situations that have occurred. If you have any desire to have an any way decent first grade seniors team you have to make playing football fun for those who are really keen when they are 11, if its not, they wont hang around, and that would be a huge tragedy for the club long term.
As the coach, if this team loses, it is your responsibility, because you are telling them how to play, and positioning them on the field. If you play your best back as a full forward when he has never played there before, of course he will struggle for a bit.
And lastly - rotations. I have three children, every Saturday morning I get them all out of bed early so that we can make it to the playing field half an hour before the game starts - usually on the other side of town so half an hour or more drive has to be taken into account. My whole family sacrifices other things to be at the games each Saturday, if you aren't going to give my kid fair playing time, tell me beforehand, and we wont bother making the effort to be there. Please let me know if my kid is only going to get five minutes on the field. There are a whole sixty minutes in a game, my kid deserves at least one full quarter. Five minutes is an insult given that he has never missed a training session or a game, he is always on time, and he is always willing to listen and do as you instruct.
So yes, I did talk to the club management, and yes it will impact on you. But these kids deserve better than what you gave them last week. I hope this is a wake up call for you. I admire the fact that you are willing to put the time into coaching this team, yes it is a big commitment, but it is also your responsibility to put these kids above your needs - the greatest rewards will come not in holding up a trophy at the end of the season, but from the respect, admiration and friendship you will get from these kids for having lead them respectfully through the season, for encouraging them and for believing in them.
OK end of rant, thanks for listening.
Tuesday, May 8, 2007
Tagged
Ok so the lovely Wendy from Scrap Yourself Silly tagged me about ... well ages ago, and I am only just now getting around to it cos I have been very slack about blogging for the last few weeks. I've been reading blogs but not finding much enthusiasm to write. So here goes :)
Well, here are the tagging rules: Each player starts with 7 random facts/habits about themselves. People who are tagged need to write on their own blog about their seven things, as well as these rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose 7 people to get tagged and list their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them that they have been tagged and to read your blog!
1. I have broken four bones in my body, toe, finger, elbow and knee, with the knee being the most recent, and the most painful and still gives me the most trouble :(
2. I love to scrapbook, but I love shopping for scrapping supplies even more, and I am addicted to scrapping magazines.
3. I have a passion for romance novels and chick lit - I own lots of it, and I re read them over and over again without getting sick of them.
4. I ALWAYS cry in the sad bits of movies, books and tv shows, I also cry when I listen to sad songs, in fact I cry really easily even if it is someone telling me something sad that has happened to them. My family think its hilarious.
5. My favourite number is three, and I have three children.
6. I can scuba dive.
7. When I was in Year 9 at school my best friend and I would write romance novels under the desk during maths lessons. The teacher never caught us, and we still have the novels, and yes they are very very bad lol.
So there you have it 7 random things about me. I am not tagging anyone, because I think most people have done it now, but if anyone decided to do it, please leave me a comment and let me know so I can be sure to check out your answers too.
Cheers
Well, here are the tagging rules: Each player starts with 7 random facts/habits about themselves. People who are tagged need to write on their own blog about their seven things, as well as these rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose 7 people to get tagged and list their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them that they have been tagged and to read your blog!
1. I have broken four bones in my body, toe, finger, elbow and knee, with the knee being the most recent, and the most painful and still gives me the most trouble :(
2. I love to scrapbook, but I love shopping for scrapping supplies even more, and I am addicted to scrapping magazines.
3. I have a passion for romance novels and chick lit - I own lots of it, and I re read them over and over again without getting sick of them.
4. I ALWAYS cry in the sad bits of movies, books and tv shows, I also cry when I listen to sad songs, in fact I cry really easily even if it is someone telling me something sad that has happened to them. My family think its hilarious.
5. My favourite number is three, and I have three children.
6. I can scuba dive.
7. When I was in Year 9 at school my best friend and I would write romance novels under the desk during maths lessons. The teacher never caught us, and we still have the novels, and yes they are very very bad lol.
So there you have it 7 random things about me. I am not tagging anyone, because I think most people have done it now, but if anyone decided to do it, please leave me a comment and let me know so I can be sure to check out your answers too.
Cheers
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