Let me bring you up to date if you've only started reading in the last few months. I thought I'd try my luck at Nursing school this year and enrolled. I lasted part of the semester before I told myself it wasn't for me. When I came to this decision, the first thing I thought of was the people I was going to disappoint. I got over it, eventually, and I told people on a need to know basis.
I got a disturbing email today from someone who I thought should know better than to assume. "I knew you wouldn't last". Kinda pissed me off and I tried to put it out of my mind by thinking swear words to describe her.
It grated me all day and I wrote up a reply and was ready to send it pending a spell check. That's when spell check told me that I had spelled the F word wrong seventeen times, which led me to think I might need Jesus when responding.
Decided not to dignify her with a response, but instead sent her a link to a song on youtube.
I don't want to relive the worst day of my life over and over again. Isn't that reason enough to withdraw from a lifetime of it?
The trombonist at 3.20 just makes my day.
Haven't gone completely crazy with all these lockdowns and the restrictions that come with it, but close. The kids are growing. The chu...
He got Residency.
Last nights Super Moon. Te Mata Peak. Safe to say, Hubbalush loves her Ariel. She's my favorite big sister Mum. (Shame Tyler, S...
Recently an Aunty of mine, who is staunch in her Maori culture, talked to me about the protocol of Kawe Mate. Kawe Mate is a custom during t...