Proud Mum

School swimming carnival today. Kman, who has never been a sporty kid but who has been training diligently in several areas for the past few years, blew me out of the water today, so to speak, with three first place ribbons, a second place ribbon, a third place ribbon and a participation ribbon. To get these he swam 100m freestyle (additional race at the start of the day), 50m freestyle, backstroke, butterfly (which he doesn't even train for), breaststroke as well as a 50m length in the 4 x 50m primary relay (which he was the youngest participant out of all of the teams).

I was so proud of my boy for all of his hard work in training and competing but also with the lovely nature that he and his friends all show one another with their sincere enthusiasm for one another's achievements.

Meme - Wendy Needs, Wendy Wants, Wendy Has

Here's the Meme that so many have been blogging about of late (yes, I'm a little behind, I know).

Basically, you google your name and the word needs in inverted commas (so I googled "Wendy needs") only when I did it I also found a version with "Wendy Wants" and "Wendy Has" so I have added those here. My own comments are in italics in the brackets at the end of each sentence.

So, what does Wendy need....?

Wendy needs a little time (just a little? ahhw, c'mon, can't I have just a little more than a little?)

Wendy needs a patient, loving and committed family who can provide structure and support. (ummm, yes, that's true, but it's a little late for that now coz I'm so self assured, stubborn and independent now)

Wendy needs every measuring cup and teaspoon she can find. (yes, and every measuring jug, and every kitchen scale and all of the measuring items one can possibly image, for the *obvious* reasons)

Wendy needs to wake up. (yeah, this is all a dream - that sure explains a hell of a lot!)

Wendy needs her energy for crashing cocktail parties, scoring drugs and
fending off passes. (oh, yeah, that's my life for sure)

And, what does Wendy want...?

Wendy wants the truth. (you betcha - coz I know the truth is out there!)

Wendy wants to know. (hey, but doesn't everyone? perhaps it's my relentless and indepth questioning that comes to the forefront here)

Wendy wants to play. (constantly, perhaps the crashing of cocktail parties, scoring of drugs and fending off of passes is just what I need after all)

Wendy wants to be first. (At something - anything, c'mon, surely there's something out there that I can be first at!)

Wendy wants me! (yeah, sure, whatever, if you think so)

But, what does Wendy already have...?

Wendy has whoppers. (oh, ha ha ha - it is to laugh)

Wendy has a strong sense of her current destine and past reincarnational experiences. (deep. could even be true except that the juries still out on the whole reincarnation bizzo)

Wendy has a room to let in share accommodation in the Gold Coast. (nice - who wants to come with?)

Wendy has a story to tell (yes! now, if only I could put it in writing, get it published and earn shitloads of cash I'd be laughing)

Wendy has added her own personal touch. (don't I always? this has to be the truest one of all)

Hmmm, that was all quite fun. Hope you all enjoyed that and that it created a cosmic realism for you all as much as it did for me.

Happy Birthday To Me

I feel so much wiser this morning ;o)

Having lunch with The Starchild today and perhaps a spot of shopping, without any widdies - yippie! Unfortunately have to spend most of the day working with him so that we can do these things but that's ok.

Dinner at Centrepoint Tower on Saturday night was lovely. We got there when it was daylight and stayed well after dark so got to see the city both by the sun and by the moon. The views were fantastic and the place almost looks nice from all the way up there. The food was really nice and the company was wonderful, of course.

Not sure what else today will bring but I'm sure that it will not bring cleaning, washing or housework in any form and that's definitely a good thing!