Sunday, November 25, 2007

A new government

Australia has a new government. I sat, glued last night to the television watching the results roll in from 6pm, till Mr Howard conceded at around 10:30pm. I watched the new Prime Minister Kevin Rudd make his first speech to the nation as our new leader. I must admit I am terribly excited about the future (I suppose you know how I voted now), and I am proud to be an Australian at a time when we will now see so many essential decisions be made. The ratifying of the Kyoto Protocol, the better acknowledgement of Climate Change, the improving of rights for all Australians in the workplace, in health, and in education. Hopefully we will see a new government who can lead with compassion and dignity.

Saturday, November 24, 2007


Husband: *bbbuuurrrrppppp*

Wife: Ewwww! Did you just fart?

Husband: No, I burped.

Wife: It smells like fart.

Husband: It tastes like spinach

Friday, November 23, 2007

Living in a marginal seat

So it's the big F.E. this weekend. (Federal Election) Frankly I get quite excited about elections. With all of the emotion, the yelling, the accusations, the name calling and blame games. Kind of reminds me of growing up with three brothers. It is funny how child like politicians are though, particularly at election time, when they seem to revert to the pre-pubescent versions of themselves. I wonder if they realise how unattractive all that name calling is to voters.

I always love it when they hold or kiss babies. They and the baby look so damned uncomfortable. I just wish that one day, for shits and giggles, the kid would throw up on them. Now that would be awkward!

It's less than 24 hours to go, and today I have had no less that two automated calls from political party's. Their last ditch effort to sway the voter uses an automated voice of a young girls life destroyed by work choices, and a woman defending economic management. Unfortunatley for them I have decided where my vote is going, so an automated voice isn't really going to make a different to me. But for the undecided voter I don't think, that in this age of annoying call centres, a voice recorded message will have the desired effect. In fact I would think it would be a major turn off for the undecided voter.

What will you be doing tomorrow tonight as they count the votes? I shall be glued to SBS in anticipation, hoping to catch some more name calling. Awaiting the time when us the parents get to know which group of kiddies has to go to bed, and which is allowed to stay up late.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Summer is here

Summer is here. It is the time of year when we can open up the apartment, sit on the couch, and have to pause the dvd when a bus drives past. A time when I can enjoy the gentle breeze whilst reading Vogue and listen to the soft sounds of the local soup kitchen "attendees" screaming their lungs out at each other. Peaceful....really!

Even after living here for just over a year now, I cannot get used to the fact that there are people around who are so rude, so loud, so obnoxious, so violent, so unwilling to consider the people living around them. I know we probably haven't chosen the best area if we would like some peace and quiet, but sometimes, just sometimes I would appreciate a little consideration from those drunk mother f***ers on the street.

I do love this area! Really! Haa haa, no really I do. I suppose sometimes the little things just get to you.

Monday, November 12, 2007

Sunday, November 11, 2007

What are you grateful for?

I am grateful for:

A patient and kind husband
An loving and honest marriage
Supportive, caring and inspiring friends
A Father who tells me I am a princess
A Mother who tells me I can do anything I set my mind to
Brothers who look up to me, and inspire me with their strength and compassion
Grandparents who are proud to call me their grandaughter
Being accepted with open arms into my husbands family
A boss who appreciates my hard work, and rewards me for it
Being taught to live compassionately
Strong and awe inspiring women
Being hurt but surviving
Making mistakes

What are you grateful for?