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This morning I’m struggling to craft a coherent post, so instead of a single topic, considered and well thought out, you will get a random collection of the out-of-context thoughts of a tired, emotionally challenged woman who is trying to come to terms with the fact the coffee that gets her started in the morning may be contributing to the arthritis/RSI like pain in her hands. So really you should stick around it should be fascinating reading!
In the News
Sometimes I miss the variety of working in the media. The fact that news never stops. On a live radio program in a single day you can be working on a variety of stories that cover a wide range of seriousness, complexity, importance or are just plain funny. This morning as I watched the morning TV hosts flick between riots in the Sydney CBD and Royal Boobs I appreciated the versatility required.
On the subject of the Royal Boobs … when the Duchess of Cambridge ditched her bikini top to sunbathe topless there was a sneaky photographer,probably hiding in the bushes, snapping away, and mentally organising the payout of his mortgage and his children’s enrolment in an exclusive school. House Goes Home has a particularly unhealthy interest in the antics of the famous – you can take the woman out of the mags but you can’t take the mags out of the woman – I’m trying to not let that stand in the way of liking her. Yesterday she posted about the flashing of the regal titties and her page views leapt up. If they can do that for blog imagine what they do for magazine sales – if these royals keep on undressing it could just save the industry from extinction! Why are people so interested? I posted a comment at House saying I found the topic boring but supposed it was a fascination with watching others screw-up. Then realised I was probably just jealous of a woman who still had perky, attractive boobs worthy of being flaunted. The size F, droopy, sagging babies I possess could seriously impede my ability to walk if they weren’t hoisted and contained.
In another piece of major news, Princess Child is horrified that Justin Bieber’s name is being bandied about for the lead in the movie of 50 Shades of Grey. “He’s only 18 and hasn’t that book got lots of kissing in it? That’s not right”. Yes dear, he will be required to do a bit of kissing if he gets the role (no need to elaborate people she’s only 12).
Reality TV
Don’t tell my husband but last night I started an application for a reality tv show. I had to start the application because you couldn’t get to the terms and conditions until you had an application, unfortunately you have to actually finish the application before they will let you read the terms. So I did lose interest. Now before you think I’ve lost my mind, apparently they pay for the cost of materials to renovate your home, you do the work. I’m not sure they would consider our place a “renovation”. Although considering it’s been built for over 12 months now maybe it could class as “renovating” to put down flooring, splashbacks and rework the bathroom that has gone mouldy due to dodgy fans which don’t work. Of cause if they gave us enough money we could “renovate” downstairs and put in the rumpus room and spare bedroom that got deleted when the money dried up.
My argument is when you have a problem (that is an unfinished house) sometimes you have to look outside the square for a solution. If all it takes is for our family to bare our souls, arguments and disasters to a national audience to end up with a completed house it could be worth the humiliation.
I’m sure the country would be enthralled with our bickering over design, and the “right” way to do things and our inability to finish anything . Don’t let it be said that I let my complete incompetence with anything practical even stand in the way of offering advice to the tradesman with 30 years experience in making stuff. If he would just LISTEN TO ME we could be so much more EFFICIENT.
To think the husband and children already think the blog is an invasion of their privacy – I could take it to a whole new level!
Blog Lovin’
In every area of my life I have an uncanny ability to accumulate guilt. In blogging, it comes when lovely people nominate me for blogging awards. It is such a lovely surprise to have people acknowledge the time and effort I put into my little space on the world-wide web and I do appreciate it so much, it does make me feel there are people reading and enjoying what I do. However, I’ve been really slack at acknowledging and passing on these awards. So this morning I am saying a BIG THANK YOU to all who have nominated me.
The Joy of Mothering – by Mother of Nine
Thank you all so very much.
If you are looking for a diverse range of reading this Sunday take the time to click into a few of this great blogs and get immersed into lives from around the world.
Well there ends my completely random Sunday post – enjoy your weekend wherever you are in the world.
Unhealthy House here. You’ll be pleased to hear that my Hollywood smut is going on a temporary hiatus over some of the school hols and may actually disappear if I manage to score a job. In the meantime, that’s so awesome you’ve been nominated for blogging awards. Congrats!
Aaawww don’t go get a real job, I’d miss the morning blog. I know you can do both but as someone working 4 days a week and blogging – it’s bloody frustrating having to log off for the working hours.
I know! But there’s the small matter of bills needing to be paid. I reckon I’ll still try to do the – dare I say it – Mummy blog and ditch the Hollywood stuff.
hi janine – happy sunday! interesting random thoughts. if no one watched the reality show, it would not be humiliating, and you could finish your house. good luck with that project!
That’s what I like Noreen, thinking outside the square.
WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?! BIEBER!? 50 SHADES OF GREY?! This is a problem. Times a million. AND WRONG. In so many ways.
(I’m sorry, I know you said a lot of other things in this post, but this is all I remember right now…)
I know Princess Child had the same reaction – you can set up a support group for each other!