I have a couple of great pals with cute dogs!!!!!Tuesday, 15 January 2008
Happy New Year!
Well Hello,
I'm back at work this week, had a lovely break over Christmas and New Year, swimming, eating out, gardening, and some sewing.
Not much quilting, in fact none!!!!! But a bit of mending and alterations that had been lurking since April last year.
Had a great NYE at Albert Park lake in Melb, great fireworks and bands, but boy was it warm, still 30degC at midnight!
I'm hoping to have the internet on at home in a week or so, so will be able to blog more, i miss it.
I'm back at work this week, had a lovely break over Christmas and New Year, swimming, eating out, gardening, and some sewing.
Not much quilting, in fact none!!!!! But a bit of mending and alterations that had been lurking since April last year.
Had a great NYE at Albert Park lake in Melb, great fireworks and bands, but boy was it warm, still 30degC at midnight!
I'm hoping to have the internet on at home in a week or so, so will be able to blog more, i miss it.
Sunday, 4 November 2007
Sunny Ouyen!!!!
Hey it's raining in the Mallee, yippee!!!!!!
Spent yesterday in Kerang, and now in Ouyen at Mum and Dad's place.
It has been raining steadily all day, and Kerang got a good soaking yesterday.
I hope it keeps up until Tuesday, then i won't feel like rugging up.
I have been taking things a little slower lately. I have glandular fever, and it's knocked me round a bit.
Staying home is really not my favourite activity, so i've been a little stir crazy. Hopefully it will have cleared up in a few weeks, but then the silly season will be upon us, so i must be a 'good' girl.
I feel a bit ripped off actually, it's supposed to be a kissing disease, and haven't been smooching anyone. Now it wouldn't be so bad if i'd had a night of passion recently, it may have been worth it :)
I'm off to Mildura tmr, what a great town, i miss it still. And you can get good coffee :)
Spent yesterday in Kerang, and now in Ouyen at Mum and Dad's place.
It has been raining steadily all day, and Kerang got a good soaking yesterday.
I hope it keeps up until Tuesday, then i won't feel like rugging up.
I have been taking things a little slower lately. I have glandular fever, and it's knocked me round a bit.
Staying home is really not my favourite activity, so i've been a little stir crazy. Hopefully it will have cleared up in a few weeks, but then the silly season will be upon us, so i must be a 'good' girl.
I feel a bit ripped off actually, it's supposed to be a kissing disease, and haven't been smooching anyone. Now it wouldn't be so bad if i'd had a night of passion recently, it may have been worth it :)
I'm off to Mildura tmr, what a great town, i miss it still. And you can get good coffee :)
Tuesday, 2 October 2007
back in blogger land!
Well it's good to be back.
I last posted on 10th March, Wow, heaps has happened since then.
Tim moved out finally 1st week april.
I had a whirlwind romance about then, lasted 3 weeks, but when we actually had a few
conversations i realised he wasn't very smart!!!!
I've enjoyed the peace of living by myself, just me and the cat. Mind you, haven't
been home a lot, the social life has been very busy. Lots of dancing, eating out, couple
of dates that went nowhere, heaps of time with friends.
Now it's time to resurface, I am getting back into sewing, quilting, and want to
blog again, i missed it!!!!!
I have a few social things planned for my place, time for some new memories.
Have travelled around the state a bit lately too, will post some photos soon.
I last posted on 10th March, Wow, heaps has happened since then.
Tim moved out finally 1st week april.
I had a whirlwind romance about then, lasted 3 weeks, but when we actually had a few
conversations i realised he wasn't very smart!!!!
I've enjoyed the peace of living by myself, just me and the cat. Mind you, haven't
been home a lot, the social life has been very busy. Lots of dancing, eating out, couple
of dates that went nowhere, heaps of time with friends.
Now it's time to resurface, I am getting back into sewing, quilting, and want to
blog again, i missed it!!!!!
I have a few social things planned for my place, time for some new memories.
Have travelled around the state a bit lately too, will post some photos soon.
Saturday, 10 March 2007
Dramas in my life
Go grap a cuppa, and then I've got my gossip for you.............................................................................
It's been five weeks now, seems longer.
I was at a Patchwork meeting, first weekend in Feb when I got an sms from Tim saying he had had a low blood sugar, fallen over and hurt his ankle, he'd called an ambulance and was in Box Hill hospital.
It was a full on day for me, had mumsie visting and then a quilters dinner straight after the P&Q's meeting.
So he continued to sms me, letting me know they were going to operate and put pins in, then the surgery got delayed until the sunday.
Sunday i had a VQ committee meeting all day, but planned to go in the morning, present my reports, then go the the hospital to see the patient.
But i got a phone call from the hospital about 10am, saying something had gone wrong in the operating room.
Tim had vomited while under general anaesthetic, which apparently is very very bad.
These days doctors tell you the worst possibilites first, they said that he could die! or that he may only be a bit groggy!
I freaked out, excused myself from the meeting and went to the Freemasons, where they had to send him as Box Hill ICU was full.
Got to the Freemasons, and Tim was lying in an induced coma with a tube in every possible orifice, machines beeping and wheezing.
Now I hate hospitals, can't use domestos at home b/c the smell reminds me of hospitals. And when you date a diabetic, you get to see every emergency ward in Melbourne!
Wasn't much I could do, told the doctors about his general health etc. rang his mum to tell her what was going on. He was going to be in an induced coma for a few days so his lungs could heal.
AND THEN THEY GAVE ME HIS STUFF INC HIS MOBILE PHONE! to take back home.
Here beginth the lesson
-Always empty your deleted folder when you are cheating on your girlfriend!
Here endth the lesson.
Simple really.
I got home, mum was still there, cooking dinner for my 2 hungry sisters, who were there also.
Charged Tim's phone, needed to ring his boss in the morning to tell him what was happening.
I noticed all these missed calls from a Maria, hmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Looked a bit further, as you do.Lots of sms's in the deleted folder.
Tim has a fancy phone/palm pilot in one.
Lot's of sms's from Maria, some of a very intimate nature, mentioning Nurses uniforms and the empty bed next to his!
The sms's to me were much more sedate and perfunctory!
I was shaking, and felt like I was going to throw-up.
But i decided to send an sms to this Maria...............
"Hi this is Megan, Tim's girlfriend here, Tim is in Freemasons Hosp CCU, complications with surgery."
Seconds later his phone rang..........it was Maria...........
Do I answer it?
Oh yes I do!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My hands were shaking so much, it was actually a struggle to answer it.
She was shocked, and angry.
They had met at a singles ball, and had been dating for a few weeks.
We had a good talk, I assured her she could have him if she could forgive him.
So then I took a deep breath and proceeded to have dinner with my mum and sisters as if nothing had happened. I wasn't ready to talk about it, and hadn't decided on a stratedgy to deal with it. And I was probably in shock!
I played the dutiful girlfriend until he came out of the coma, had a good talk to his sister Linda, who doesn't see him with rose-coloured glasses like the rest of his family.
I confronted him in hospital on the Thursday, he was surprised when I said I knew about Maria, and even more surprised when I said I had spoken to her!
All I got was a lousy "I'm sorry I've been a real shit". Pathetic response.
He came back to the house for a day or so after getting out of hospital, but soon realised that it's very hard to be on crutches and share a house with someone who has no intentions of nursing you.
So he sooked to his parents and went up to Beechworth for a few weeks.
He's actually back in the house this weekend, but has been mostly out looking at places to rent.
I'm being exceedingly civil, but it's very awkward and inside i feel like a screaming banshee on acid!!!!!!!
Oh and Maria is still on the scene, silly cow.
So since then I have:
Got my hair cut shorter.
Didn't eat for a week, then started the CSIRO diet and serious exercise regime. Clothes already feel looser.
Have been on a few dates with a cute electrician. (I'm hoping he'll test and tag me!!!!!)
Got back on an internet dating site.
Bought a magnificent fridge, and a new microwave.
Gone out for dinner with girlfriends, and spent a lot more time preening myself.
Went feral at a mates 40th birthday
So I am determined to have a great 2007, i'll be broke, have less fabric, finish less quilts, go to less committee meetings, but i'll be doing things that a single and available 35 year old should be!
So there WOSY (waste of six years)!
My best revenge is to look freaking fabulous.
And to drink some of his uber-expensive red before he moves all his stuff out.
And if you've got to the end of this post, i thank you, for it's been my friends, esp. my quilting ones that have really got me through this, and will continue to get me through this!
Megan.xxxx
It's been five weeks now, seems longer.
I was at a Patchwork meeting, first weekend in Feb when I got an sms from Tim saying he had had a low blood sugar, fallen over and hurt his ankle, he'd called an ambulance and was in Box Hill hospital.
It was a full on day for me, had mumsie visting and then a quilters dinner straight after the P&Q's meeting.
So he continued to sms me, letting me know they were going to operate and put pins in, then the surgery got delayed until the sunday.
Sunday i had a VQ committee meeting all day, but planned to go in the morning, present my reports, then go the the hospital to see the patient.
But i got a phone call from the hospital about 10am, saying something had gone wrong in the operating room.
Tim had vomited while under general anaesthetic, which apparently is very very bad.
These days doctors tell you the worst possibilites first, they said that he could die! or that he may only be a bit groggy!
I freaked out, excused myself from the meeting and went to the Freemasons, where they had to send him as Box Hill ICU was full.
Got to the Freemasons, and Tim was lying in an induced coma with a tube in every possible orifice, machines beeping and wheezing.
Now I hate hospitals, can't use domestos at home b/c the smell reminds me of hospitals. And when you date a diabetic, you get to see every emergency ward in Melbourne!
Wasn't much I could do, told the doctors about his general health etc. rang his mum to tell her what was going on. He was going to be in an induced coma for a few days so his lungs could heal.
AND THEN THEY GAVE ME HIS STUFF INC HIS MOBILE PHONE! to take back home.
Here beginth the lesson
-Always empty your deleted folder when you are cheating on your girlfriend!
Here endth the lesson.
Simple really.
I got home, mum was still there, cooking dinner for my 2 hungry sisters, who were there also.
Charged Tim's phone, needed to ring his boss in the morning to tell him what was happening.
I noticed all these missed calls from a Maria, hmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Looked a bit further, as you do.Lots of sms's in the deleted folder.
Tim has a fancy phone/palm pilot in one.
Lot's of sms's from Maria, some of a very intimate nature, mentioning Nurses uniforms and the empty bed next to his!
The sms's to me were much more sedate and perfunctory!
I was shaking, and felt like I was going to throw-up.
But i decided to send an sms to this Maria...............
"Hi this is Megan, Tim's girlfriend here, Tim is in Freemasons Hosp CCU, complications with surgery."
Seconds later his phone rang..........it was Maria...........
Do I answer it?
Oh yes I do!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My hands were shaking so much, it was actually a struggle to answer it.
She was shocked, and angry.
They had met at a singles ball, and had been dating for a few weeks.
We had a good talk, I assured her she could have him if she could forgive him.
So then I took a deep breath and proceeded to have dinner with my mum and sisters as if nothing had happened. I wasn't ready to talk about it, and hadn't decided on a stratedgy to deal with it. And I was probably in shock!
I played the dutiful girlfriend until he came out of the coma, had a good talk to his sister Linda, who doesn't see him with rose-coloured glasses like the rest of his family.
I confronted him in hospital on the Thursday, he was surprised when I said I knew about Maria, and even more surprised when I said I had spoken to her!
All I got was a lousy "I'm sorry I've been a real shit". Pathetic response.
He came back to the house for a day or so after getting out of hospital, but soon realised that it's very hard to be on crutches and share a house with someone who has no intentions of nursing you.
So he sooked to his parents and went up to Beechworth for a few weeks.
He's actually back in the house this weekend, but has been mostly out looking at places to rent.
I'm being exceedingly civil, but it's very awkward and inside i feel like a screaming banshee on acid!!!!!!!
Oh and Maria is still on the scene, silly cow.
So since then I have:
Got my hair cut shorter.
Didn't eat for a week, then started the CSIRO diet and serious exercise regime. Clothes already feel looser.
Have been on a few dates with a cute electrician. (I'm hoping he'll test and tag me!!!!!)
Got back on an internet dating site.
Bought a magnificent fridge, and a new microwave.
Gone out for dinner with girlfriends, and spent a lot more time preening myself.
Went feral at a mates 40th birthday
So I am determined to have a great 2007, i'll be broke, have less fabric, finish less quilts, go to less committee meetings, but i'll be doing things that a single and available 35 year old should be!
So there WOSY (waste of six years)!
My best revenge is to look freaking fabulous.
And to drink some of his uber-expensive red before he moves all his stuff out.
And if you've got to the end of this post, i thank you, for it's been my friends, esp. my quilting ones that have really got me through this, and will continue to get me through this!
Megan.xxxx
Saturday, 27 January 2007
Australia Day
Well 26th Jan is quite an important day for me.
It's the day my ancestors arrived in Australia, 219 years ago.
They were Nathaniel Lucas and Olivia Gascoigne and both were convicts.
Nathaniel, a carpenter, was 20 when he was convicted at the Old Bailey of stealing some clothes from his neighbour ( six muslin aprons, some towels and handkerchiefs, and muslin shawls and caps).
Olivia, a servant, was said to be 24 when she was convicted of stealing money "by force of arms" . Such a conviction would normally have meant the death sentence, but the sentencing Judge was retiring that day, and he commuted many sentences. So Olivia, like Nathaniel was given transportation for 7 years to Botany Bay.
We have transcripts of the trials, fascinating reading. And there is a letter in the Mitchell Library in Sydney that Nathaniel wrote home to his father in 1796 whilst living on Norfolk Island. It's a beautiful letter, from a proud husband and father. Its tells of his grief when his twin girls were killed by a falling pine tree. Of his amazement in the fertile island and all the crops and livestock it supports. And of his good relationship with Gov. King.
I wonder if I will leave such a well written history behind?
Nathaniel was appointed a superintendent of carpenters in Sydney in 1804. He built the first Mill in Sydney, and many other buildings in Sydney, Parramatta and Liverpool, none of them are still standing unfortunately.
I have read that Lucas Heights, where Australia's only Nuclear Reactor is housed, has a Nathaniel Lucas connection.
Nathaniel died in 1818, his body found in the Georges River near Liverpool, he was said to be "mentally de-ranged" at the time.
Soon after, Olivia moved to Port Dalrymple in Van Diemens Land. She farmed there with some of her children, until her death in 1830, and is buried in the Cypress Cemetery, Launceston.
There are 4 other convicts in my family, all on Mum's Lucas side!
Having convict ancestors was frowned upon until probably the 1980's, and interest was spurred on by the Bicentennial in 1988.
Luckily for us, the Lucas' were quite good at getting their names in the local papers, wherever they lived. The exploits of Richard Lucas fill pages, mostly petty criminal stuff, but I guess it takes a few generations before you can chuckle about it!
I should read more about my history, Mum has some more books, huge ones filled with lists of names, transcripts, obituaries and inquests, births, deaths, and marriages. Rather stark documents, but a framework to imagine what they were really like, and wonder if i'm anything like them?
It's the day my ancestors arrived in Australia, 219 years ago.
They were Nathaniel Lucas and Olivia Gascoigne and both were convicts.
Nathaniel, a carpenter, was 20 when he was convicted at the Old Bailey of stealing some clothes from his neighbour ( six muslin aprons, some towels and handkerchiefs, and muslin shawls and caps).
Olivia, a servant, was said to be 24 when she was convicted of stealing money "by force of arms" . Such a conviction would normally have meant the death sentence, but the sentencing Judge was retiring that day, and he commuted many sentences. So Olivia, like Nathaniel was given transportation for 7 years to Botany Bay.
We have transcripts of the trials, fascinating reading. And there is a letter in the Mitchell Library in Sydney that Nathaniel wrote home to his father in 1796 whilst living on Norfolk Island. It's a beautiful letter, from a proud husband and father. Its tells of his grief when his twin girls were killed by a falling pine tree. Of his amazement in the fertile island and all the crops and livestock it supports. And of his good relationship with Gov. King.
I wonder if I will leave such a well written history behind?
Nathaniel was appointed a superintendent of carpenters in Sydney in 1804. He built the first Mill in Sydney, and many other buildings in Sydney, Parramatta and Liverpool, none of them are still standing unfortunately.
I have read that Lucas Heights, where Australia's only Nuclear Reactor is housed, has a Nathaniel Lucas connection.
Nathaniel died in 1818, his body found in the Georges River near Liverpool, he was said to be "mentally de-ranged" at the time.
Soon after, Olivia moved to Port Dalrymple in Van Diemens Land. She farmed there with some of her children, until her death in 1830, and is buried in the Cypress Cemetery, Launceston.
There are 4 other convicts in my family, all on Mum's Lucas side!
Having convict ancestors was frowned upon until probably the 1980's, and interest was spurred on by the Bicentennial in 1988.
Luckily for us, the Lucas' were quite good at getting their names in the local papers, wherever they lived. The exploits of Richard Lucas fill pages, mostly petty criminal stuff, but I guess it takes a few generations before you can chuckle about it!
I should read more about my history, Mum has some more books, huge ones filled with lists of names, transcripts, obituaries and inquests, births, deaths, and marriages. Rather stark documents, but a framework to imagine what they were really like, and wonder if i'm anything like them?
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