There is absolutely no meaning to the title just to clear up any confusion.
So copying is the highest form of flattery right? Then why is it so god damn annoying when someone does it to you? I will never understand some people…
Anyway, so I haven’t really had the chance to just sit down and write a proper blog post. There was around 2 months there where I spent studying hard for my application to RMIT. The studying payed off because as I suspected I had to prove myself to them. Luckily I passed the test!!
There was moving into a new place, getting settled into the new place, get finances back up to scratch (I still have some debt but hey that’s just life) and then there was introducing a new member to the family (Chrono the Siberian husky pup).
I guess the next thing to do is save up for buying a house (oh and an extremely good microscope). So when I think about buying a house, I have my heart set on creating an investment property first, so buying a fixer upper house that will turn a profit. Or buy a unit, do it up, pay it off, then but another unit, rent one out and so on… Until I have a decent amount of investment property’s.
Good idea? I think so… Time to do more studying… Oh an buy more books off eBay.
We have a new addition to the family, a Siberian husky. His name is Chrono.
So far so good when it comes to having a pup, we have only had one (sneaky) accident behind the couch. There is the ‘to be expected’ norm with pups 1st night, although heading to bed at 9pm, as expected we find ourselves with pup awake 3 hours later. He’s had a run in the back yard (our backyard is huge) and now we are just waiting for him to become tired again.
Chrono has hemochromatosis so he has two different coloured eyes. I wonder how night 2 will go :p
So I’ve not had proper access to the Internet, besides app access to WordPress (currently using) and I was able to complete my application for my science degree on Wednesday.
After four long anxiety filled days, I received my results today…
I am proud to announce that I am officially a science student at RMIT university Melbourne.
And I will be offline for a bit longer (aka until I get proper interwebs)
Ah, I can see an amazing future for my family and I.
A lot of people look at babies and think ‘Awe they are so cute’, then they grow into kids, scream the house down, throw tantrums, answer back and completely disrespect you. Suddenly nobody wants kids…
I am a stay at home mum with a dream of becoming a holder of a PH.D in neuroscience, as most of you all know already. I have two kids under the age of two. Being a stay at home mum means a few things – I make the meals and then I clean up the mess. Since moving into the new house I have developed a small case of OCD with my cleaning and some things have been cleaned everyday religiously… Sometimes multiple times. I basically have a lot of time on my hands to purposely make dishes just to clean them so I have stuff to do during the day.
While doing the dishes the other day I began to ponder life (as you do while your hands are in soapy water, dangerously surrounded by knives that were carelessly placed in the murky water). I though about how many people have a lot of negative things to say about being a parent… Basically shit gets ruined and mum and dad don’t like that. Well I wanted to break the trend, because I personally love being a mum. So here are my top 15 reasons why I love being a parent.
1: Cartoons… So when you are older you can totally watch cartoons as day if you felt like it, but without kids, who are you going to share your most loved childhood cartoons with?
2: Early nights… Again, you can choose to do this when you don’t have kids, but you also can feel obligated to go to every Tom, Dick and Harry’s party you get invited to when you don’t have kids. When you are a parent most of the time it is socially unacceptable to be found at a party, getting ‘sloshed’ and risking your life while your kids are with the baby sitter non the wiser… I don’t party, so I treasure the choice of having an early or late night with no obligations to anyone other than my children.
3: Baby wipes… I once cleaned a whole entire material couch with 1 packet of baby wipes, and a whole kitchen, and carpet.. Oh and the bathroom. Baby wipes are AMAZING! When you have kids you have access to one of the most amazing cleaning product out there.
4: Nappies… So nappies are really absorbent right (well duh it their sole purpose)… Well think of it this way, you spill coffee into your carpet, instead of scrubbing for ages trying to get all the liquid out of the carpet, you could just, you know, suck it all up with a nappies or two
5: Carpet… Carpet is soft and warm and babies love carpet… That is all.
6: Cute outfits… So a womanly figure in your family has invited you to her baby shower, yes! Time to go cute outfit shopping, but it doesn’t last quite as long as it will for her. See you may only take an hour to indulge in this pleasurable activity. Us mothers get a few years to indulge in the addictive activity known as ‘overly cute outfit shopping’… But honestly, it’s so worth it.
7: Baking… Well you do need to teach them how to cook somehow right?
8: Coffee… As you all know I love my coffee, and these days I spend a lot more time smelling and reading the packets before I buy. Did you know the French will save up their money for weeks and travel a fair distance just to buy something amazing, rather than settling on the crappy cheap version at home? Trust me it’s worth it.
9: Bath time… Bubble baths are fun! as we grow older, we tend to forget what it was like when we were kids, bath time was one of our favourite times. We could trek through the snow and meet Santa at the North Pole, all with some water and bubbles.
10: Nap time… I love nap time because you can have a few hours of quiet. I don’t bother using nap time as my cleaning time, I can clean around my kids or I can clean when my kids are awake. If I do house work while they are awake then I can use their nap time as time to myself, time to read some of my current book (I’ve finished The casual vacancy so I am not reading anything at the moment) or watch some day time TV.
11: Toy section… I have a justified reason to walk past every toy in the toy section and press every button I feel I need to press.
12: Cinema… When I was younger I hardly went to the movies, or watched movies for that matter. My attention span for movies and Tv shows is fairly short depending on what’s on, kudos to the directors and script writer/writers if you manage to hold my attention… When you have kids you can go to the movies every time there is a new ice age movie, sit in with them and indulge in popcorn and coke if you want to. Yes you could do this when you are an adult, but it feels more meaningful if you bring your kids.
13: Lego… I know I know, this should have been number one. I could write a huge paragraph on how Lego is amazing, but lets face it… We all know how amazing those little plastic blocks of magic are, my paragraph would probably not do Lego any justice… So I will just leave this paragraph with this picture.
14: Learning… Ignorance isn’t bliss when you are a parent, unless you let it be so… I love that I am constantly learning as a parent.
15: I am never lonely and that is pretty self explanatory.
Being a parent is great!
Me being the dummy and my life being stressful. Moving into the new house has been great. But I didn’t leave my stress behind.
Last night I went to a fat loss seminar and was reminded that stress causes you to store fat.
I have at study super hard because come may first, I get to go to RMIT and enrol in the first stage of my science degree, I am scared that I have not prepared myself enough. So it’s time to put the phone down, log out of the Facebook and twitter, leave the blogging for later (I will still blog) and study the shiz out of that science stuff.
Upon moving into our new house, we were given a lot of furniture, kitchen supplys and paintings.
I grew up in an artistic family. My older sister is an artist, I am an artist and my younger sister is one too… And my mum and nan.
Today I wanted to share some of the art that is now hanging up in our new house.
Hand painted paintings are my favorite, the ones you can look at and imagine yourself there, like when you read a book, you instantly get sucked into the painting.
These two are by far my favorite.
I am very proud of my house now
And my WordPress is working properly again.
I hope this works, I have to use the WordPress app because for some reason it won’t let me into my WordPress through my phone. Is anyone else experiencing this problem on their phone?
This morning I watched a debate on TV about whether we are obsessed with food or not. I love watching debates on real issues like these – unlike the news, which is filled with cute little fluffy animals causing traffic jams and celebrity sham marriages and rehab visits. With every debate you have your pro’s and con’s, and your for’s and against, and so on…
Today I was left agreeing with both sides of this particular debate.
The “Yes we are obsessed with food” side bought up some really troubling issues in regards to our obsession such as – food wastage, food pornography, contamination and climate change
And the against side basically said “No we aren’t obsessed with food, we are obsessed with eating… oh and sport”
*Cough cough* ehmmm… yeah, why are there so many obese people?
My opinion was left as this – We are obsessed enough to over eat, but we aren’t obsessed nearly enough as we should be about what we eat. In other words, we as a nation (Australia, but if the shoe fits…) choose convenience over quality, fast food because we are lazy, imported because its cheaper, they can make more money off importing cheap “goods” and they have no concern for the farmers who are losing their land in the process, and we settle for polluted or contaminated food because we just don’t care at all and we settle.
When I started my blog “All World Issues” I wanted to write about real issues in the world, I have had my blog for almost a year now, and in that time I realised that who was doing what on Facebook wasnt a real issues – the real issue is how it has been used to market you junk, expose the young to pornography and studies have shown the use of Facebook everyday is linked to mental illness associated with jealousy of others lives,the constant need to be noticed and keyboard warrior like obsessions. I realised that breast-feeding in public wasnt an issue either… but the substitute for it (Formula) and the reaction of many mothers when it came to breast-feeding was the real issue… quite frankly I find it appalling that another woman would see breasts as mens ‘sex toys’ instead of what they are, a milk supply for our babies. Media is the blame for breasts being marketed as sex toys…
This, this here, this post highlights what an ‘All world issue’ is and lucky I do indeed have social media platforms I can share it around on.
So by 2025, we can guarantee that 80% of the world will be obese if we don’t change soon… Oh and at least 3 of the ingredients in “real fruit” roll ups are used in the production tailor-made cigarettes, yes those little cancer causing sticks.
Then we have the fact that obesity and poor diet related problems, have now become the number 1 cause of preventable deaths world wide – preventable meaning you can prevent premature death by living a healthy lifestyle.
Issues were bought up about mass production of farm animals (aka livestock) – There would be no reason to mass produce animals if people did not have a 3 burger a day diet. Not to mention the fact they spend more money on feeding these livestock grains then they do ensuring we are eating healthy food, in the wild these livestock would eat grass and drink water, they would not eat wheat, scraps, have antibiotics and hormone/steroid treatments. I am not saying don’t eat meat – as I learnt today the humans needs to eat meat, meat has amino acids that flush toxins out of your body and amino acids that aid the development and regrowth of healthy muscle tissue. This also doesn’t mean go out and buy a 24 pack of sausages and have a BBQ with the only guest being yourself… sausages are extremely processed, hardly meat, full of bad fats and all in all completely bad for you. The deli section at my local safe way sells “Ham off the bone” to the public and what they don’t realise (the public) is that only about 45% of it is ham…the rest is preservatives, chemicals never ment for human consumption, food colouring and dyes, artificial flavourings etc… (You can ask your local deli worker which deli meat has the most meat in it, its written on the back of the cards.)
Food wastage being another huge issue. One of the debaters pointed out that there are farmers out there ripping out all their fruit trees because big company’s know its cheaper to buy force ripened and imported “fresh produce” instead of buying locally… and lets face it, fruit and veg tasted a lot better 10 years ago. The local fresh produce that has been pulled out of the ground because their looks werent aesthetically pleasing and was more expensive to buy, will be contributing to the sixty billion dollars worth of perfectly good food wasted every year… by the way this is also the same amount of money we give to the poor and starving in third-world country’s every year to aid world hunger. I read an article written by an african woman once, she explained that all they money given to them is never seen because the government is corrupt – so why don’t we give them the food we don’t want instead? we would technically be saving twelve billion dollars a year, and the amount of food we all waste is enough to feed poor family’s 3 meals a day for a year… I see a solution to world hunger that is not being used here guys.
We are all contributing to the problem (myself included) by seeking aesthetically pleasing food over local and interesting looking food. We are setting our kids up for failure because we as a nation are too proud to admit we have a HUGE problem – we could fix this problem tomorrow if we all went down to our local farmers market and did our shopping there for once instead of our local Safeway. By choosing convienience over quality and health, we are willingly inviting the imported food we complain about into our country and we still aren’t satisfied because it doesn’t look “nice”.
Our children are the first ever generation that will no surpass us because of this ‘obsession’ with eating unhealthy food and the need for convience. Yes you read correctly, your children probably wont live longer than you and some unfortunate parents will watch their children eat themselves to death.
So when are we going to do something about it?
With only highschool poetry published to my name, it’s hard to live up to the same, in depth and emotional descriptive standards I have set for myself. I clearly don’t play my cards right when it comes to this…
I know – why on earth would you get poetry published first, let alone when you were in highschool, when hormones fuelled the clearly way to emotionally filled poems that just so happen to be great enough to be published.
Learning the cards of life is hard. Harder than poker it seems, although poker is pretty hard, I have no idea how to play it still. But I am not much of a gambler…
I like losing sometimes when in comes to gambling though, reminds me that it’s not always about winning or being the best. This is what makes me the writer I am today – knowing that there are better writers than me, knowing that I might only ever have poetry published… And not many people read poetry, or understand it for that matter.
Knowing I could write a book, get it published and maybe only sell 50 copies. Acceptance is what makes me a good writer – you could ideally have the best idea in the world. Doesn’t mean the rest of the world has to like it.
I show myself every time I write a new blog post that I am committed to my writing, even now when I rely on my partners phone Internet, I still have managed to post a few posts.
At the end of the week we will be in our new house, and soon after hopefully we will have Internet.
What makes me a good writer? Behind hopeful, committed and happy with everything I write no matter what.