Tuesday, July 31, 2007
just a quickie
Sunday, July 29, 2007
WELCOME to the World,
I can't wait to see him and cuddle him and smell him and just do the sort of things that nanna's and deprived people do to babies LOL...like smother him in kisses!!!
MIKA UPDATE..
I have been pmsl @ the comments left about my previous post..all i can say is..i still love the song AND i have learnt how to hit the high notes, much to Emily's delight, She collapses in laughter everytime the chorus comes around and say's...GO NANNA!!!! naturally, i have to do the dancing with it!!! AND i've had a fab idea for a layout it's in progress LOL shall share when it's finished!!!
Thursday, July 26, 2007
gone a bit
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Happy Birthday Princess!!!
- Today is also Miss Bindy Irwin's Birthday and also Daniel Radcliffe's Birthday I hope they dont give their poor Nanna's as much grief as my birthday girl does LOL
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Pink, Pink and v8's!!!
YES!! he overtook the black car!! what a champion!!
shame he cant do this all the time BUT a big relief for his mother that he doesn't!!!! lol
Saturday, July 14, 2007
race day!
Monday, July 09, 2007
my baby is
DOUBLE DIGITS!!!!!! when did that happen?? where has the last 10 years gone? 10 years ago today, 9-7-97 the youngest one appeared at 7 minutes to midnight! he just made it for the 'run of the date!"...He got a little spoilt as usual, and had a great day. will get pics of camera later
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- NEWS NEWS NEWS.........
- HAYLEY IS HOME FOR GOOD...oh yes, her and the babies are home safe and sound where they belong!!!
and dont faint...i scrapped!! i did this double layout for Michelle, over the ditch in NZ...

Friday, July 06, 2007
have you ever
Thursday, July 05, 2007
100 posts!
which reminds me..He sent me this, and i didn't want to forward it on to everyone so decided to put it on here. Now dont get me on the bandwagon about bikers, i love them, I have no gripe whatsoever with them, Just look at that face, he wouldn't hurt a fly now would he (and i can make him cry with just 3 little words!), Bikers have been getting bad publicity lately (ok, i agree, some do deserve it BUT most dont). My biggest fear, is that my darling bro will get on his Harley one day and not come home! This poem says it all! Feel free to copy and paste it to your blog!
The Bikers Poem
I saw you pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk.
But you didn't see me playing Santa at the local mall.
I saw you change your mind about going into the restaurant.
But you didn't see me attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief.
I saw you roll up your window and shake your head when I drove by.
But you didn't see me driving behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window.
I saw you frown at me when I smiled at your children.
But you didn't see me when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless.
I saw you stare at my long hair.
But you didn't see me and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love.
I saw you roll your eyes at our leather coats and gloves.
But you didn't see me and my brothers donate our old coats and gloves to those that had none.
I saw you look in fright at my tattoos.
But you didn't see me cry as my children were born and have their name written over and in my heart.
I saw you change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.
But you didn't see me going home to be with my family.
I saw you complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be. But you didn't see me when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane. I saw you yelling at your kids in the car.
But you didn't see me pat my child's hands, knowing he was safe behind me.
I saw you reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road. But you didn't see me squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take >the next turn.
I saw you race down the road in the rain.
But you didn't see me get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date. I saw you run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time.
But you didn't see me trying to turn right.
I saw you cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in.
But you didn't see me leave the road.
I saw you waiting impatiently for my friends to pass.
But you didn't see me.
I wasn't there.
I saw you go home to your family.
But you didn't see me. Because I died that day you cut me off.
I was just a bikie. A person with friends and a family.
But, you didn't see me.
Repost this around in hopes that people will understand the biker community.
I hope you never lose someone that rides.
Have a great week my friends
Tears are unspoken words that the heart can't bare to say.
how embarrassing!
Took the boys for their haircuts today, they got a little spoilt and had a few blonde tips put through (just to entertain the hairdressers i'm sure). They were the source of amusement for Simon and Kylie for sure.
Conversations started first off with age. Simon asked them to guess how old he was.. 38 said Cam, no he's 31 said Aaryn..whisper from mother as mortified Simon looked on 'he's 27'.
Next conversation...
- Aaryn- "is Simon the best hairdresser in the whole world?"
- Simon- " I like to think so"
- Aaryn- " I think you are, I also know what you are"
- Simon (smiling)- "oh, do you, that's lovely, and what am i?"
- Aaryn- "Your the G word"
- Simon- looking puzzled...'The G word??"
- Mother--cant speak, in fits of laughter
- Kylie....DITTO
- Aaryn- "yes, the G word, you know..g..a...y"
- Simon about to burst a blood vessel from laughing..."OMG how old are you..yes, I am gay, how could you tell?"
- Aaryn- "I'm nearly 10, and it's very obvious you are, because you have blonde hair!!!!! and you went to that gay party thing didn't you and i saw your brother on last chance learners and he finally got his license, do you have a license?"
- Simon- (about to wet himself now). "david isn't my brother, he's just another gay hairdresser, yes I have my license and yes i did go to the mardi gras"
- Aaryn- "yes, i told mum that i thought I saw you there!"
- MOTHER- OMG when did you go there?
- Aaryn - "I'm making polite conversation mum, i never really went there, I dont want simon to think that you told us"
- Mother - I would rather simon knew i told you, (looks at simon), should I be getting worried about now??
- Simon- OH DAHLING, no, he's just a curious little boy and I take my hat off to you for bringing your boys up non-homophobic (like i have a choice?).. it's amazing how many mothers, tell their children to shut up when they come in here. You have made my day..
next convo after about 10 minutes of silence
- Aaryn...'Mum'
- Mum..."what now??'
- Aaryn..."is Simon a boy and a girl in the same body"
- Mum (omg simon can hear you).."I dont know, I suppose he might be, please open up ground and swallow me!"
- Simon.."well, actually, I haven't thought about it before, but i guess I would be the boy, (flaps hands around a bit dramatic), i mean i dont wear dresses"
- Aaryn.."oh ok" satisfied now, no more discussion about Simon's gender THANK GOD
UNTIL:
Aaryn- "so, hmmm, you kiss boys?"
Mother...ok..that's enough now, Simon is getting embarrassed.
Simon...actually, your mother is getting embarrassed, i think this is hilarious..NEXT QUESTION??
Mother..SHUT UP SIMON...
oh yes, i do love taking the boys to the hairdressers!!!!
Wednesday, July 04, 2007
Aaaar you ready for this??
Sunday, July 01, 2007
THANK YOU
Eulogy
- First and foremost, we would like to sincerely thank Dr Tim Mooney the Staff at Ainslee, and the hospital for the care and support they have given to Dad in the past 18 months. There are so many of his friends to thank far too many to name however, we would like to publicly thank in particular Beryl and Jack, who tirelessly over the years, cooked Sunday roasts and shared their UK papers with Dad, it was the highlight of his week, On every visit to him by us, they were mentioned. His mates at the RSL were an integral part of his life, you don’t need to be told who you are, you can raise your glass to him later! However there is one friend We feel we must highly thank on his behalf, this friend, his best friend, the one person who he could always rely on to be there when he needed him the most, who sometimes made him happy, sometimes made him sad, but a friend who never ever judged him or argued back, One who he loved dearly and one who will miss him dreadfully now he is gone.. Thank you Mr. … Jimmy…BOAGS!!! Dad is survived by not only his Children, Grandchildren and Great Grandchildren but also his only sibling, Mary, who resides in the UK. Unfortunately she can’t be present today but she sends her love. We have many memories of our dad, some good, some bad, lets face it, he wasn’t always the easiest person to get along with, BUT he was our dad, and the only dad we ever had and we loved him unconditionally. One childhood memory we all have and actually now laugh about is how we were always amazed at how a man could wake up Welsh, but go to bed Irish…it must be something in the ‘water’!!!! We used to love, right up until the very end, to stir him up to get a reaction. We would call the beloved RSL the pub and a ship a boat (isn’t that what it is?) OH how he would go on and on about how disrespectful we all were, but he always ended up laughing with us. One story, we remember and would like to share is, It is one of dad, a small 10 yr old boy, about to turn 11, You desperately wanted a bike for Your birthday, you asked your mother for one but she told you, she just couldn’t afford it. The day after your birthday your mother came to you and asked if you still wanted that bike, of course you did. Nanna Kath then told you to come with her as she had one for you, she led you to the corner shop went in and told the shop owner that here you were, ready to start work for him as a delivery boy. The bike came with the job, complete with the wicker basket on the front! Every person who has spent 10 minutes in a room with dad would have heard one of his stories, and there were a lot of stories, and as one of his dear friends pointed out on Sunday, He should have written a book. We all wish he had, there were far too many for us to remember. Dad is at rest now, no longer suffering, re-united with his parents and brothers. Time is a great healer, our wounds will heal, our grief will gradually disappear, but our love for him will not. We never said the words I love you a lot, that’s the way we all are BUT when we say it, it hits you, right in the heart and will stay there forever. That way we know the words I love you are real and not just 3 little words….so now those words are forever in our hearts and yours too Dad Take Care God Bless P.S you always had to have the last word now it’s our turn, we can have a word without being yelled at… OK. Who wants to come over to the PUB????