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Sorry, I've been really slack with my posting....
Almost Daily Word Theme: Today's Almost Daily Word Theme Is: Your Favourite Type Of Music
EBM (aka Electro Body Music), kind of electro-goth-pop. VNV Nation is my fave ^^
Top 10 Favourite Childhood Cartoons/Shows:
I actually wasn't allowed to watch much TV when I was young so this list is the best I could come up with.
1. Astro Boy
2. Inspector Gadget
3. Smurfs
4. Saved By The Bell
5. Degrassi High
6. She-Ra
....
i honestly can't think of any more :(
Today's Almost Daily Thought Provoking Question Is: Why are we afraid to acknowledge good things about ourselves? When did we learn it is not safe to simply be proud and happy as we are?
This question really did make me think... I can't speak for everyone, obviously, but I can speak for me. I think I am afraid to acknowledge the good in me for 2 reasons....
1. I dont want people thinking I'm excusing my weight. You know like, I'm fat BUUT I'm a freaking awesome cook. I'm fat, BUT I'm a great mother.
I have a really hard time accepting complements because I just don't believe them... I always wonder what people's ulterior motives are if they are really nice to me.
2. My flaws are so HUGE to me, that I often find it hard to see anything else. Almost the opposite of #1. I'm a freaking awesome cook but I'm so fat, people would like my food more if I was slim. I'm a great mother, but I'm so fat and I'd be better if I was slimmer.
When did I learn this behaviour?? The entirity of my childhood. I grew up in a household with an overweight mother who was degraded, belittled and literally ignored for days on end because of her weight. My mum was a killer house keeper and an amazing cook and I think she used these things as a 'yes but' response to her weight (see #1) and I think that's where I learnt that coping mechanism.
I am so freaking tired today. Lily hasn't been sleeping properly through the night for a few weeks now and I'm not getting any catch up sleep. Jamie, of course, goes and sleeps whenever the hell he wants to. Because that is the lot of a father... they can do whatever the hell they like without having to worry about the kids. :|
Some of you may or may not remember my ranty post about "Other People's Children" A few of you got a bit narky on the topic. Well as it turns out I ran+g CPS (our version of it) because Brendan (who, as it turns out is 3 not 4) was trying to engage Tarquin in totally inappropriate sexual play. He got Tarquin to touch his penis and then wanted to touch Quin's in return. When Quin said no Brendan had Quin lay on the grass and then exposed himself to Tarquin and sat ontop of his chest leaning right over Quin's head.
I saw this little game and went to break it up, which resulted in some evil stares from Brendan and some spitting in my direction.
NO ONE engages my son in play like that. I was straight on the phone to a parenting advice line who put me through to Department of Child Safety. Department of Child Safety couldn't do anything, though, because I dont know the children's mother's name.
The Mother did come and speak to me a few days ago... to find out if My Real Estate agents had been ringing me with complaints about the children (which they haven't been) because hers have apparently been harassing her. Calling every second or third day, ever week for the last 5 weeks - mentioning numerous complaints being lodged about her kids playing in the driveway being destructive and aggresive. ((For the record, none of these complaints came from me)) She assumes it's the old lady next door and believes that the real estate will not be renewing her lease after her 3 month agreement is up. Can't say I blame them, and I'll be happy to see them go.
Anyway.. I'm tired.. Lily is tired and cranky and I have to go and pick Tarquin up from daycare. Jamie is asleep so I can't leave Lily at home *sigh*
Almost Daily Word Theme: Today's Almost Daily Word Theme Is: Your Favourite Type Of Music
EBM (aka Electro Body Music), kind of electro-goth-pop. VNV Nation is my fave ^^
Top 10 Favourite Childhood Cartoons/Shows:
I actually wasn't allowed to watch much TV when I was young so this list is the best I could come up with.
1. Astro Boy
2. Inspector Gadget
3. Smurfs
4. Saved By The Bell
5. Degrassi High
6. She-Ra
....
i honestly can't think of any more :(
Today's Almost Daily Thought Provoking Question Is: Why are we afraid to acknowledge good things about ourselves? When did we learn it is not safe to simply be proud and happy as we are?
This question really did make me think... I can't speak for everyone, obviously, but I can speak for me. I think I am afraid to acknowledge the good in me for 2 reasons....
1. I dont want people thinking I'm excusing my weight. You know like, I'm fat BUUT I'm a freaking awesome cook. I'm fat, BUT I'm a great mother.
I have a really hard time accepting complements because I just don't believe them... I always wonder what people's ulterior motives are if they are really nice to me.
2. My flaws are so HUGE to me, that I often find it hard to see anything else. Almost the opposite of #1. I'm a freaking awesome cook but I'm so fat, people would like my food more if I was slim. I'm a great mother, but I'm so fat and I'd be better if I was slimmer.
When did I learn this behaviour?? The entirity of my childhood. I grew up in a household with an overweight mother who was degraded, belittled and literally ignored for days on end because of her weight. My mum was a killer house keeper and an amazing cook and I think she used these things as a 'yes but' response to her weight (see #1) and I think that's where I learnt that coping mechanism.
I am so freaking tired today. Lily hasn't been sleeping properly through the night for a few weeks now and I'm not getting any catch up sleep. Jamie, of course, goes and sleeps whenever the hell he wants to. Because that is the lot of a father... they can do whatever the hell they like without having to worry about the kids. :|
Some of you may or may not remember my ranty post about "Other People's Children" A few of you got a bit narky on the topic. Well as it turns out I ran+g CPS (our version of it) because Brendan (who, as it turns out is 3 not 4) was trying to engage Tarquin in totally inappropriate sexual play. He got Tarquin to touch his penis and then wanted to touch Quin's in return. When Quin said no Brendan had Quin lay on the grass and then exposed himself to Tarquin and sat ontop of his chest leaning right over Quin's head.
I saw this little game and went to break it up, which resulted in some evil stares from Brendan and some spitting in my direction.
NO ONE engages my son in play like that. I was straight on the phone to a parenting advice line who put me through to Department of Child Safety. Department of Child Safety couldn't do anything, though, because I dont know the children's mother's name.
The Mother did come and speak to me a few days ago... to find out if My Real Estate agents had been ringing me with complaints about the children (which they haven't been) because hers have apparently been harassing her. Calling every second or third day, ever week for the last 5 weeks - mentioning numerous complaints being lodged about her kids playing in the driveway being destructive and aggresive. ((For the record, none of these complaints came from me)) She assumes it's the old lady next door and believes that the real estate will not be renewing her lease after her 3 month agreement is up. Can't say I blame them, and I'll be happy to see them go.
Anyway.. I'm tired.. Lily is tired and cranky and I have to go and pick Tarquin up from daycare. Jamie is asleep so I can't leave Lily at home *sigh*