Scraggly Tomatoes.

I would love to attend a blogger's conference.

The world of blogging is my addiction!

I do not have an addictive type personality  but I do  love reading and learning.  And boy, have I been learning over the years.
  

There are the Mummy bloggers who are bored and tell of their life and some with a graphic blow by blow description of the birth of their child/children.   [Known as The Birth Story!.]

  The Mummy bloggers who exploit their children with photos and embarrassing anecdotes hoping to get advertising and sponsorship.   They won't be thanked if ever their children read their blog!!!

Others who write of their children cleverly without a single name or identifying photo of them being published.   This I like!

The wonderful mothers of handicapped children and the heartache that goes hand in hand with their lives.         Yes... I weep and feel so deeply for them.  I learn of their struggles and of how long it can take for the diagnosis to be made so that a label can be used and funding can be applied for.

The crafty, sewing and knitting blogs that delight my heart.

The amount of work that is completed amazes me as I am a wonderful inventor, designer, organiser and  dreamer BUT not a completer...   (Is there such a word?)    I love them all.   The amazing card makers!

The home renovators,  the gardeners, the self sustaining and frugal sites that are photo heavy.. Love them and thank you for your time and efforts to upload them.  I appreciate this so much.  I've now made soap and want to try to make cheese.

I could go on and on.    I've learned to actually prep my sewing.    Get EVERYTHING together before you even pick up the scissors to cut out.     Cotton, buttons, zips, linings, interfacing ,machine feet, pins, etc. You get the drift?
This great idea works with everything you want to do.

I thought it was only in the kitchen that you prepped !!!!       Broaden your mind, girl...

I look up all our family's medication and have no hesitation to tell the doctor that something is a bad drug.   One example was   Lipitor, a  statin drug.

My partner was prescribed it for his cholesterol reading of 6!!!

I had researched it and found out how nasty it is,  so... on the next visit he mentioned to the Dr..
a female white South African,  that I had advised him not to keep taking it.   She looked at me like I knew nothing and stated that it was a good drug.   She proceeded to print out 13 pages of a report on it's benefits.   I asked her if the report was an independent study or put out by the drug company...    She didn't answer.    She then passed the sheath of papers to my partner who passed them straight over to me.
I looked at the bottom of the pages that tells you the web site it comes from.  Sure enough... it was from the drug company which,  me,  being the self righteous woman   I am.... pointed out to her.

She said, " I've studied medicine for 7 years!"        I said, " I was on the internet for an hour! "
                                      We left pretty well straight away!

 I should have a whole new blog that is just about my hassles and experiences with hospitals and the medical profession.  Sorry, Beckie there would be heaps of foul language!

I've learnt  how to prune and string up tomatoes. Never knew about that!   I know now that you have to fertilise regularly.   This was from the foodforeveryone.org site that is full of information on how any one can garden using the Mittleider method!   I even sent to the US of A for the Mittleider fertiliser mix.  It is amazing and luckily, I ordered a heap of it to last me years.

I now have lots of fruit on plants that once begrudged every last effort. A paw paw [papaya] tree that was being given it's last chance after flowering for the 5th time!  It couldn't form fruit from the flowers and now we have one.  He's little but he's there with other flowers above him! 
Huge passionfruits on the vine up at the shed.  The flowers are larger and,  my Ginco Biloba tree of 3 yrs,  of the sick,  straggly 3 leaves on,  pathetic look has shot up a foot and has numerous leaves on it.  Beautiful girl!

I had never heard of seed tapes until a few months ago and now I have made my very own, thanks to You Tube and the wonderful people who contribute their videos.    I could go on and on about gardening.

I've 'met' beautiful women who are carers for their elderly mother or father.  Such a difficult, sad task from which there is no relief or good ending.

I now know of the constant fear and responsibility of caring for children with Type 1 diabetes.
I knew it was a horrible disease but did not know of how you have to monitor, monitor, monitor 24/7...
Blood levels, sugar levels and to keep vigilant about their food intake, even at school!  Having to get up in the middle of the night, EVERY NIGHT to take blood for testing.. Utterly soul destroying.

Is there an epidemic of Bi-Polar chemical imbalance?   There certainly is with Autism and kids on the Asperger's Spectrum.  May be vaccine related, too much flouride too. Who knows?

I could go on and on...    best not, friends as it's time for coffee!!!!  

Just a short post...

I am not losing an ounce of fat!!

I really have to keep a food diary to see where I am failing.  Maybe it's the milk and sugar in my coffee. The Green Smoothies are great and I try a different one every day. What ever I have in the 'fridge or garden goes in it.   I feel I have more energy and a clearer mind.  My mind may be clearer because it has less to try to sort through as I am gradually working through my huge list of  "gotta dos".  

I still have a problem with the siblings.   I feel rotten every time I think of my mother in the aged care home and I come out of every visit drained. Because of my mother's late onset diabetes she has to have 4 insulin injections every day and 4 finger pricks. It would be impossible for her to live in her own home now so she is in the best place for her to survive.

I ignore the siblings by never seeing them and that works for me......  Frikken parasites!

So...... review the diet and up the walking bit.  It has to work. 

 

Lovely Qantas meals. And they ARE nice!

I am incredibly lucky.   I am also damn grateful for that luck.    Or is it fate?   

I don't mean the 'luck ' that wins you lotteries and raffles.  It is the luck that has enriched my life.   

 

I have  an intense interest in learning.  I feel that this is a result of my life circumstances not allowing higher education.   I  did get halfway through a Bachelor of Arts  in my 30's.   I once again allowed another person's needs/happiness to influence my judgement.  Selfish bastard! 

BUT..... I did prove to myself that I have a brain and  that I could learn.  I also found that I fitted in with the younger students,  no problems at all.   Male and female, although my ex did call me a lesbian because of these young friends!!! 

  It was during this time that I took my 8 year old son and ran away from home......  I begged my 15 year old daughter to leave with me.  She chose not to.   Her father allowed her so much freedom and she had access to a lot of money....why would she want to leave that?     She did eventually live with me for a  while.

Very, very old timbers and cobble stones, Ebletoft, Jutland, Denmark

  I am an avid reader and love the amazing internet with all that information at my fingertips.  Anything I want to know usually can be found.   This has saved us a lot of money in the past by learning our rights and what is acceptable practice.  

I love the blogs.    

  If I'm sewing, I get inspiration from the blogging sewists. Same with gardening, soap making, even a little cooking!!!   

  I read blogs written by the carers of Dementia sufferers.  My mother has early Dementia and I am so grateful for the care she has at the aged care home where she now has to live.

She could have  lived in her own home if my siblings who also live  there could have put themselves out a little and looked after her!       Now it is too late.   She has been diagnosed with Diabetes 1 and is having 4 insulin injections a day!  I just feel sick in the stomach at the thought.. The poor old lady.

She keeps asking about when she can go home.  I will have to write out for her all the reasons why she can't. 

I will take her out for a few hours between injections.  

I am lucky that I am multi-skilled and I do not mean this in a self praising manner. 

I would be the meekest person when it comes to talking about myself.
Give me a human or animal  rights issue or some form of injustice, and I am right there in your face!   BIG TIME!! 

I can write in my blog what I can't/won't talk about...

I never get bored because there is always something I can work with or plan.  I do have the very bad trait of not continuing with a few things I have learnt because I lose interest once I know how to do it!!!   Naughty....

More later...... want to go and sew!