October 2007

To A Friend On Her Wedding Day

by Veronica on October 31, 2007

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My friend got married today and I wasn’t able to make her ceremony. So this is for her.

You came to the school when I was in grade 2. Chloe seemed to think that she had dibs on being your friend, because you had moved into the house behind hers.

The teachers however, asked me to show you around. I don’t think Chloe liked me after that.

You went to my Nan’s house every day after school for daycare. I used to walk down, so that we could play. I stayed at your house a few times, but honestly, you woke up far too early for me. I never was much of a morning person.

You had an older brother. All of our friends had a crush on him. I remember you and me wondering what on earth the attraction was.

We once spend a whole afternoon playing in the hay in Amberly’s paddock, we walked to the shop and I slid and fell, flat on my back in the mud. We laughed so hard as we walked back home, with me dripping all the way. Your mum was nice enough to wash my clothes for me.

We weathered a best friend getting cancer. All of a sudden, everyone was her bestest friend and she didn’t have so much time for us anymore. Luckily after 12mths of chemo she got better. I still see her in town nowadays.

When I was in grade 6 your mother decided that you were moving to the mainland. I was so sad. You left and we didn’t talk so much anymore. We caught up on the phone every few months and when we talked, it was awesome.

I thought about you alot. I remember that you had some stuff going on in your life and that you were depressed for a while. I was glad that you were okay at the end of that.

You moved back to Tassie and I was rapt. Unfortunately you were living up north, so I still didn’t get to see you much. You were there when I realised that I was serious about wanting to be with Nathan. You opened my eyes to how badly my current boyfriend was treating me and you talked me through dumping him.

You got pregnant just after I did, there is 4mths between Amy and B. I thought you were silly for wanting to give birth in Sydney, but I kept my mouth shut because it was your decision.

After Amy was born, you came to visit me, heavily pregnant. We talked and you got to coo over Amy. I was excited to see your big belly because I was missing mine.

We tried to catch up on the phone more often, but it was hard. Eventually you went to Sydney to await B’s arrival and I started counting down the days until his due date.

B arrived by emergency C-section 2 weeks before his due date, you had had a placetal abruption and hemmoraged. I was so worried when I found out. I spent nearly $20 in the next few days on phone calls to your mothers mobile. Luckily after a few hiccups, both you and B were fine.

You came to visit me in my new house when B was a few weeks old. It was great to catch up and even better to remember how tiny newborns are.

Even when we don’t talk everyday, even when we don’t see each other, I still wonder how you are and hope that everything is going okay.

I am sorry I couldn’t ring you this morning. Know that I though about you all day and that I hoped that all the preparations went to plan.

I wish you all the happiness in the world for you and your man. You deserve it completely. I wish I could have been there to see it happen.

xxx

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She Is Back On

by Veronica on October 31, 2007

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Babies, I have an apology to make. I was weak for 2 nights last week. I slept a little better for Mummy and I was happy.

But now? The situation has been rectified. Last night, I heard Mummy come to bed. I waited 15mins until I heard her start to breathe deeply and I woke up squealing. I refused sleep for another 2 hours.

When sleep finally claimed me, I fought back with a vengance. I made Mummy get up and cuddle me every 20-30mins. I shook that sleep off and I won!!!

I DO NOT NEED SLEEP!!!!

(cue cheers and balloons)

Mummy was a wreck this morning so I decided that the best thing to do was to cling to her. I cried everytime she put me down. She tried to trim her hair and I grabbed her leg at a crucial time and made her cut her fringe MUCH shorter than normal. I didn;t count on the fact that it would then take her 30mins to fix it. A hairdresser Mummy is not.

It was shopping day, so Iresisted all attempts to sit me in a trolley. I made Mummy carry me all day, until her back ached really badly.

When we got home, it was bedtime. I was tired, but yet again, I refused the lure of sleep for another hour. Just as Mummy started to relax, I woke back up crying. It is funny to listen to Mummy climb the steps over and over again.

I have great plans for tonight. The revolution? She is back on!

~Amy

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This Made Me Laugh

by Veronica on October 30, 2007

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I googled chinese horoscopes earlier, looking to find out what 2008 is the year of (it’s the rat) and I found this here:

Dragon : 1916, 1928, 1940, 1952, 1964, 1976, 1988, 2000

Dragon is very happy to see the pig. After a year of challenges by the yipping dog, the dragon is ready to sit at the banquet table and rest. The tired dragon must remember that the dog is not far away and the clouds of the dog year still dampen his fire. The pig year will bring fullness to the dragon who eats slowly. Self control does not come easily to the fierce dragon, but this year there is little energy stored after battling the dog. The wise dragon will spend resources with caution and build strength for new cycle starting with the rat year in 2008. Enjoy the quiet return to fullness and do not get frustrated at your weakness after battle with the dog all year in 2006. Your strength will return. This year plan trips and business ventures that will not need your full power. Success will come slowly. You will find many reasons for frustration with family and coworkers. It is not the fault of others that you cannot provide the energy you need this year. Control your fire breath and you will receive more assistance and find good fortune.

You have to keep firmly in mind that both Nathan and Amy are born in the year of the dog, while I am born in the year of the dragon (obviously).

I am still giggling.

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My Brother

by Veronica on October 30, 2007

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I had my 13 year old brother, Dave, come around yesterday and stay the night. I love him dearly, but my word he can be annoying.

He was in the kitchen, about to do my dishes (one of the reasons I let him come visit) when he found my deodorant.

Yes, I keep my deodorant in the kitchen. I kinda always forget to put deodorant on until we are just about to walk out the door and if I keep it in the kitchen, I remember much more readily. Anyways.

Veronica – Hears shhhh ing sound. Smells unmistakable smell of baby powder (yes my deodorant is baby powder scented. I can’t stand stong smells)

Dave – ‘Hey Ronni, what’s this?’

Veronica – ‘It’s deodorant. Don’t spray it.’

Dave – *sprays it and walks into loungeroom, holding can* ‘Are you sure? It says baby powder’

Veronica – ‘I know it does. Don’t spray it okay?’

Dave – *walks back to kitchen* ‘Okay.’

Veronica – *listens to the shhhhhh sound* ‘Dave! I said don’t spray it anymore.’

Dave – ‘Okay Ronni, I just wanted to see what it looked like.’

Veronica – ‘It’s deodorant!’

Dave – ‘But it says baby powder on the can.’

(are you sensing a theme here?)

Veronica – ‘I know it does, okay, but it is deodorant. Now put it down please.’

Dave – ‘Okay.’

Veronica – is getting overwhelmed by the smell. *listens to the shhhh sound* ‘Dave!!! I said, DO NOT SPRAY IT!!! What did I just say?’

Dave – ‘You said don’t spray it.’

Veronica – ‘And what did you do?’

Dave – ‘I sprayed it.’

Veronica – ‘What do you say?’

Dave – ‘Sorry Ronni.’

Veronica – ‘Okay, thats okay. Just put the can down now.’

Dave – ‘Okay, will do.’

Veronica – *listens to the shhh sound* ‘DAVE!!! I SAID DON’T SPRAY IT!!!’

Dave – ‘I know you did.’

Veronica – ‘Well why did you spray it then?’

Dave – ‘I wanted to see what would come out.’

Veronica – ‘IT’S DEODORANT!!!’

Veronica – *walks into kitchen and takes can far far away from brother* *proceeds to feel faint from the smell*

If he was a small child I would call him naughty. Unfortunately naughty doesn’t really fit anymore as he stands 6ft tall now.

*sighs*

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Peace

by Veronica on October 29, 2007

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There is a silence in the house, broken only by the faint sounds of the TV. Amy is upstairs, sleeping soundly, as is Nathan.

I can hear the wind whistling down the chimney, it rushes and roars, but I don’t hear it so much anymore. There are things I should be doing, I have a half read book that I want to finish, the dinner dishes sit in the sink and I have a load (or two) of washing that needs to go through the machine.

All that can wait for a bit.

My house is rarely peaceful.

I think I will enjoy it for a little longer.

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