Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Find Me On The Forums

Ah - internet forums. Home to the good, the bad and the so very, very ugly. And yet, despite the occasional vitriol thats bandied about ( usually by over-zealous keyboard warriors ) i quite like spending time on my favourite websites forums. Every community has their good and bad, and internet forums are a reflection of that. I like a good, fervent discussion, so i much rather a blog post or article that polarises people, rather than one that just gives its author a gigantic, fluffy, cyber hug.


One of my favourite forums is at www.mamamia.com.au. Now i know a lot of other people claim to NOT be a fan of the Mamamia forums, namely because they do sometimes get over-run by aggressive and abusive commenters, but i'm a big enough girl to ignore all the idiots and follow the discussion amongst the sane people. I like the range of topics on offer there too - even if they dont quite hark back to the passionate dissections of film and music that I had on Bolt back in the day ( and if any of you know or remember what Bolt* was then, like me, your showing your age... ).

And now i've just discovered ( somewhat belatedly ) the Digital Parents forums. I did sign up last year when they were still known as Australian Mummy Bloggers but for some reason i never went back after my initial registration. But not now! Inspired by all the fanfare surrounding the inaugural blogging conference and a need to feel a bigger part of the Australian blogging community, i've started visiting the forums on Digital Parents. My contributions are in their infancy but if you see me around the traps, make sure to say hi, ok? Its well-known that i'm a shy kind of girl so any connections i already do have will come in handy trying to make new bloggy-friends!




One of my favourite forums is at www.mamamia.com.au. Now i know a lot of other people claim to NOT be a fan of the Mamamia forums, namely because they do sometimes get over-run by aggressive and abusive commenters, but i'm a big enough girl to ignore all the idiots and follow the discussion amongst the sane people. I like the range of topics on offer there too - even if they dont quite hark back to the passionate dissections of film and music that I had on Bolt back in the day ( and if any of you know or remember what Bolt* was then, like me, your showing your age... ).

And now i've just discovered ( somewhat belatedly ) the Digital Parents forums. I did sign up last year when they were still known as Australian Mummy Bloggers but for some reason i never went back after my initial registration. But not now! Inspired by all the fanfare surrounding the inaugural blogging conference and a need to feel a bigger part of the Australian blogging community, i've started visiting the forums on Digital Parents. My contributions are in their infancy but if you see me around the traps, make sure to say hi, ok? Its well-known that i'm a shy kind of girl so any connections i already do have will come in handy trying to make new bloggy-friends!

Monday, May 30, 2011

A Working Mother's Value

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Does being a working mother make me a less valeable employee? I know it doesnt make me a worse mother because as far as thats concerned i think i'm doing a pretty excellent job thus far ( despite occasional bouts of mother guilt ). I also know, in my heart of hearts, that i'm good at what i do and valued by my workmates - so why then do i feel like the old brown dog that people only keep around because they cant be bothered taking it out bush to put it out of its misery?


Forgive me for that admittedly harsh analogy, but in the last week i've been made to feel quite worthless in my job. Not by the people i work WITH - the small team i work with in our local branch are like a second family to me and though, like all families, we have our disagreements or niggling annoying habits, we support each other in our work and the roles we play within the team. No, its the people i work FOR who are doing my head in, the upper echelon management who for some reason have decided that running a great company into the ground by getting all their staff offside is the best way to go forward. Without going into too much detail, my hours and days of work have been changed, without any consulation with me personally or with anyone in my branch - its been a " this is happening, and you WILL do it " kind of attitude. To be quite frank, i havent appreciated it. Its made me feel like they only keep me around because they legally cant get rid of me; that they really would prefer it if they didnt have to put up with a young mother who's toddler has been sick a bit lately, or who's availability of daycare is a priority when trying to organise anything work-related. Like i was more valuable, and thus better appreciated, by them when i was a full-time working DINK, even though the only thing that has changed is my working hours, not the quality of the work i do.

Quite frankly i want to tell them to take their job and shove it as far up their arses as they can wedge it, but i dont.... my family needs the money, and in any case i'm hoping to fall pregnant at the end of this year and could really use the paid maternity leave they'll have to give me when i have another baby. I also dont want to burden my team-mates with anymore work than they already have on their already over-flowing plates ( management are also really lax at keeping a full rotation of staff, because people keep leaving the company, fed up with their shoddy treatment ... ).

So, until the next baby dream becomes a reality i'll just have to keep my head down, bum up and try not to run my mouth too much at our upcoming conference when management asks my opinion on branch morale.....

Saturday, May 28, 2011

30,000 miles, 15 flights, 4 trains, 2 buses and too many taxi’s!

This week marks the end of a month long series of overseas trips for the University. I have traveled over 30,000 miles, been on 15 different flights, 4 train journeys (each some three hours long) and two bus journeys (also 3 hours long) and taxi’s too many to mention – I am so fed up with doing taxi therapy. And for those wondering about cost - only the Council of Deans meeting was paid for by the University!

In any event, this week I spent three days in Martin, Slovakia at a nurse education conference that I have been supporting for some 18 years. It was held at the Comenius University, a University renowned for its programmes in both Slovak and English, particular those in the field of medicine.

The University is named after Jan Comenius a 17th century Czech teacher and philosopher…

… as a theologian, Comenius was viewed as a mystic, a believer in prophecies, dreams and revelations. His legacy was the influence he had in educational work. Despite the fact that few people since his day have had a greater influence on health care education, there is little recognition of his relationship to the current advances in educational thinking and practice. His contribution was far reaching. He was originally a teacher and a manager of schools, in Slovakia, Sweden and Holland. In his Didactica Magna (Great Didactic), he outlined a system of schools which today is the exact counterpart of the current American system of nursery, primary school, secondary school, college, and university system.

Comenius was influential in formulating a general theory of education. He was the first person to formulate that idea of ‘education according to nature’ so influential during the latter part of the eighteenth and early part of the nineteenth century. The influence of Comenius on educational thought is comparable with that of his contemporaries, Bacon and Descartes.

None of which compares with the friendships I have enjoyed with colleagues involved in the conference over the past 18 years. Alzbeta (who first introduced me to Slovakia in 1993), Darja, who has shared the stage with me since 1995, Martina who has provided the best hospitality ever over the last ten years, and Stephan – the wisest man I have ever come across.

And of course the trip was a good one, great to be part of a new wave of intellectual debate and discussion – and then there were the medical students from UCL. Do they know how to hold a discussion? Interestingly they had decided not to drink the same drink twice while they were in Bratislava – so by the time I met them they were in mellow mood. And they were so much fun. BUT I have decided that I will not go out and have a drink with medical students again. I had to take two aspirin in the morning, and it took me a while to get going.

This is the last Bank Holiday weekend for a while - and today is for my children, grand children and celebration.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Polly Dolly - Frequent Flyer


 Polly's back ( again brought to you by the lovely Dani over at Danimezza ) but she wont be staying long - this week she's off on holiday, lucky thing. She's heading to New Jersey to visit my her friend Flavia who's just had a baby, so Dani wants to see what Polly will be wearing when she's a....

Polly Dolly - Frequent Flyer

Polly Dolly - Frequent Flyer by Amy1984 featuring small tote bags






If she's going all the way to the US, Polly is going to need sometrhing comfy so i've got her in some cotton jersey pants, a cute tee and a soft, warm cardigan ( to keep snug in that airplane airconditioning ) Pretty flats are easy to kick off once she's on board, and a cute neck pillow will make those economy seats a bit easier to sleep in. Of course, when she's not asleep or watching movies, Polly might want to try reading a magazine ( stowed away in her sweet printed tote ) and she might want to reapply some moisturiser and lip balm so she doesnt dry out. Wooden bangles and a gold watch complete the ensemble, but are still easy to take off everytime she needs to go through airport security ( where she'll also need her passport ). Only a two flights at a total of 19 hrs flying til Newark!

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Clueless Commander


Israel’s enemies and our enemies are the same. Why doesn’t President Obama know this? This guy is supposed to be brilliant? Either he’s clueless or he’s conspiring to turn our biggest ally in the Middle East over to our mutual enemies. I cannot think of any other reason why he would make a major speech saying Israel must return to its 1967 borders. Doesn’t he know this would invite still another invasion of Israel by the hostile, Arab-Muslim countries which surround it? They’ve already invaded three times: First in 1948, then again in 1967, and still again in 1973. These countries didn’t want peace with Israel. They wanted Israel gone.The Amin al-Husseini, Palestinian Mufti of Jerusalem, cooperated with Hitler during WWII, recruiting Muslims to serve in Himmler’s SS to kill Jews during the Holocaust. During their attempted 1948 Arab invasion of Israel, Nazis were recruited to kill Jews again. At least some Palestinian Muslims were advised to get out of the way because the invaders intended to kill Jews and it would be nasty, so thousands left for Lebanon, Syria, Jordan and Egypt lest they get in the way. They expected to return when the Jews were all killed, but it didn’t work out that way. Those pesky Jews, with their backs to the wall and fighting for the first time in two millennia for their own homeland, prevailed over much larger invading Arab armies whose humiliation was intense. Afterward, they had all those Palestinian Arab refugees in their home countries to whom they’d bragged about their military prowess. These hapless Palestinians were now homeless and unwanted even by their fellow Arabs. Arab Muslim humiliation was so intense they invaded again in 1967, but again were defeated by scrappy Jews. This time though, Israel retained the West Bank from the invading Jordanians, the Gaza Strip and the Sinai Peninsula from invading Egyptians, and the Golan Heights from the invading Syrians. Even though those countries invaded Israel again in 1973, Obama wants Israel to give those strategic lands back to the invaders as a way to “achieve peace” in the region? What planet does he live on?Yours truly at the Temple Mount (taken from Palestinian East Jerusalem)

After 1967, Jews were in possession of Jerusalem’s Temple Mount - their holiest place - for the first time in 2000 years. Constructed on top, however, was the Al Aqsa Mosque and the Dome of the Rock, as an “in-your-face” gesture to Christians and Jews more than 1200 hundred years ago. Nonetheless, Israeli allowed Muslims to maintain control over their shrines on top, and were content to worship at the Wailing Wall below the Temple Mount in the back - all that remains of Herod’s Temple. Now President Obama expects Israel to give it all over to the radical Muslims in Hamas who are dedicated in their very charter to destroy the Jews. Is he crazy?Church of the Nativity

If Israel went back to the pre-1967 borders as Obama insists, not only would Israel become indefensible, Hamas would also control the Church of the Nativity in Bethlehem, the Church of the Holy Sepulcher in Old Jerusalem. Those are the holiest sites in Christendom, where Christ was born, where he died and where Christians believe he rose from the dead - sacred places for 1.5 billion people around the world. What could we expect with radical Muslim control of these sacred sites if it becomes a Palestinian state?Church of the Holy Sepulcher

In 2002, Muslims assaulted the Church of the Nativity - oldest Christian Church in the world and held it for 39 days. It is located in Bethlehem, of course, which is in the West Bank. Radical Muslim Palestinians shot it up, ransacked it, urinated and defecated inside and held Christian clerics hostage. When I was there in May, 2007, it still hadn’t been completely cleaned up.

Israelis know what their Muslim enemies have planned for them even if President Obama doesn’t, and they won’t go like sheep to the slaughter as they did under the Nazis. Radical Muslim Iran is building nuclear weapons to “wipe Israel off the map,” but Israel has had its own nukes for fifty years. Does Obama really think Israel is going to lay down and die to appease Muslim pride?

If he does, he truly lives in La-La Land. His proposals won’t lead to peace in the region. Instead, they’ll make a wider, more devastating war more likely. It’s time for Obama to become our former president.

30 Days of Music - Days 25 + 26

Seeing as i've been getting majorly annoyed and frusturated the last two days ( long story for another time.. ) i thought it was about time for another music post...
Day 25 - A song that reminds you of a happy moment in your life?
I could narrow it down to just one single moment, so i've gone with a happy time in my life...
One of my girlfriends and i were pub buddies - we'd go out almost every single weekend for a while there, in our early 20's, and this is one of the songs we'd pump in the car as we drove around before hitting the pub/clubs. Why? Because we were G.L.A.M...O.R...O.U.S yea....

Day 26 - A song that reminds you of a bad moment in your life?
" Dyin' Ain't Much Of A Livin' " by Jon Bon Jovi, off the " Blaze of Glory " soundtrack. This song was played at my uncles funeral while his casket was being carried out ( incidentally, i think of one of you readers may  have known my uncle, or at least know OF him... ). Bad moment in my then 11 yr old life? Yep. Nuff said then...

Monday, May 23, 2011

Human Tears

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It is amazing how the sight of someone crying can completely humanise that person, can change them from robot to real in a second. I say this because today, during what was a somewhat intense staff meeting, i saw my formerly dragon-lady boss cry. She cried those embarrassing tears that come when you're trying to keep your shit together and everything just overwhelms you, and rather than make me want to roll my eyes it made me feel bad for her. And, strangely enough, bad that i'd previously thought so little of her. That i'd thought that she was unfeeling and only concerned with the company line, when now it seems she's stuck between a rock and hard place and is as just as frusturated and demoralised as the rest of us. It was nice to see she's not a Stepford-boss after all, and instead is just another employee trying to keep calm and carry on.


I guess sometimes it takes a glimpse of these hidden insecurities to change our opinon of someone, even if that someone wants us to think of them in an entirely different light. I may not think of her entirely differently, but least now i know their is a real woman behind the company robot....

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Sweet Life: My Favourite Places

Ooh, so to brighten up my Monday morning ( seeing as my state manager will be at work today and i loathe her, i'll need some cheering up... ) I thought i'd participate in another " Sweet Life " post, brought to you by the lovely Melissa at Suger Coat It. Mel wants to know what makes our life sweet, and this week its all about those places that make, or have made, your life worth living...

1. My mum and dads house
I dont really have any photos of my mum and dads house ( unless you count very badly focused shots from our engagement party - dont know who took them but they arent worth posting ) but aside from my own home, its the number one place i enjoy spending time with my family. Its the kind of house you can just " drop in " to, and you can stay all day if you want to - especially if small toddler-like people are doing your head in and you just want them to tire themselves out by doing laps of the backyard on their tricycles. Plus, my parents are very generous with the snacks and the Pepsi-Max, so it makes for a great atmosphere to relax in and chat. Gotta love my parentals!
2. Taronga Western Plains Zoo playground
So thats not actually the playground ( thats Mick and Flynn with Flynn's favourite animal... ) but i loooooooove the playground out at the zoo. Its a free picnic area with swings and flying fox and jungle gym with slippery dip, and even though you dont have to pay to get in you can still see the monkeys and the lemurs in that area. It has plenty of space for running and isnt anywhere near a road way, so there is no worries about Flynn escaping on me. We've been out there quite a few times in the last month or so, and its become my favourite spot in town for playing...
3. New Jersey, USA
Now go ahead, make whatever " Jersey Shore " jokes you like, but i really enjoyed my time living in NJ ( thats the house i lived in right there ). I lived there for a year and worked as an au pair for a lovely family with 3 boys, and the place holds some beautiful memories for me. I found some self-confidence while i lived abroad, made a few great friends, and had some great adventures in near-by New York City, and returned to Australia with a better sense of who i was and who i wanted to become. If only it didnt snow there, it would be a pretty close to perfect place!
4. Peru, South America

This one makes the list because its my favourite holiday destination so far. I trekked for 4 days through the Andes to Machu Picchu ( which was insane physically, but so worth it ) and fell in love with the mountain city of Cusco. I used what little Spanish i know and marched in a protest ( kind of unknowingly at first... ). I avoided spitting llamas for the most part, fell sick and "magically " got better and kind of had a crush on my tour guide ( who, on the last night, told me i was sexy. Ah, to be there again and have the confidence to run with that comment! ). Anybody looking for a holiday with a bit of old-school adventure to it, i'd definately recommend Peru - just make sure you do the trek to Machu Picchu and dont take the sissy way out and catch the bus!

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Deer in Horwich, Health Care in Jersey and if it’s Tuesday it must be Slovakia


One of the highlights of what was a very long week was coming across a female fallow deer on my drive early Tuesday morning. There is a small herd of deer who occupy the slopes of Riverton, on the outskirts of Bolton. I live part way down from and Riverton Moor, and deer can sometimes be seen on the fields between my house and the top of Winter Hill, close by. I was taking Cello for his first walk at 05.20 and as we got to the Orchard, there the deer stood. She appeared calm and watched us for a short while before slipping effortlessly between the chestnut paling fencing and back into the surrounding woodland. It was a wonderfully calm interlude in what turned out to be a turbulent week.

Eight hours later I was sitting in Gatwick, en route to Jersey and this year’s Council of Deans of Health Annual General Meeting. The meeting was held at the Hotel de France. Behind its rather grand 19 century facade was a wonderfully modern and very comfortable hotel. For me, being able to stay in touch with the School and colleagues while away is vital, and the hotel had a fantastic WiFi internet system, accessible anywhere in the hotel, that allowed for this. Situated on the outskirts of Saint Helier, it provided a rare glimpse into a former era of splendour, luxury and hedonism!

However, we were there to look at the big issues facing Schools of Nursing and other Health Care Professions in the here and now and the future, of which there were many. The two days started with an introduction to health care provision in Jersey – and possibly what we heard provided a glimpse into the future for the rest of the UK.

There were some interesting facts however, for example, there are 92 GPs for the total 92,000 population of Jersey. In the US there are 247 doctors per 100,000 patients, in India there are 2200 patients to 1 doctor and in England there are 18 GP per every 100,000 patients. GPs in Jersey make their living from selling everyone of their services. So for example, it will cost you anything from £55125 for each consultation.

It is no wonder that Emergency Departments are seeing an ever increasing number of patients turning up seeking treatment – all A+E treatment is free – at the moment. Current reviews of how the Jersey health care system needs to change are seriously considering charging patients for their A+E consultation in the future. Without enormous investment of capital to increase secondary care capacity, by the year 2016 current services will not be able to provide for the islands populations health care needs. The underlying drivers for this situation show high levels of congruence to those to be found in mainland UK – I think it is only a question of time before we will need to engage in similar debates – but one thing is for certain, comprehensive health care services, free at the point of provision are well and truly a thing of the past. It will be a hard road to travel.

And tomorrow, while not being completely straightforward in terms of what I am doing, it is likely to be both a busy and an important day to get through. Then Tuesday sees me yet again travelling (for the last time in a long while!) – I am off to Chair one of my favourite Nurse Education Conferences. 

This conference is held in Slovakia, more of which next week. I have been involved with this conference for some 16 years, and for me it provides an opportunity to give something back to the nursing profession, and it is a conference based upon relationships that are long standing and which are very dear to my heart.





Friday, May 20, 2011

Polly Dolly - She Lives Out In The Country

Yay - its time for Polly Dolly again! Polly Dolly is brough to you by the lovely Dani at Danimezza ( usually on a Thursday, which explains my withdrawals... ) and this week Dani wants to know how Polly dresses when she's in the....
 
Polly Dolly - She Lives Out In The Country
Polly Dolly - She Lives Out In The Country by Amy1984 featuring satchel handbags

Now, a small disclaimer - i actually DO live out in the country ( Dubbo, a town in country NSW ) and though i live in town and not out on a property, i know what " real " country people wear. However, seeing as Polly is a fantasy game, i've decided to create a set that is still the "cliche " country that some of you city folk ( haha! ) picture country lasses wearing, but still close to what i might actually wear ( if i could afford it all ). So.... i've found a sweet, floral shirt dress and paired it with soft grey, ribbed tights and some Ariat riding boots ( Ariats are " real " country..... my fiance owns a very expensive pair that he prides himself on ). Ad a warm, comfy knit, a soft beanie and a sweet owl pendant and Polly is ready to go on a picnic with her very cute farmer boyfriend. They'll need their picnic basket and blanket, some country tunes for the ride out to the beautiful river location and some sunscreen to protect against the hot, inland sun. Perfect!
*Note* - more than a few parts of this Polly Dolly may be inspired by dates i went on with Mick and things we did ( or didnt! ) do....

Thursday, May 19, 2011

30 Days of Music - Days 22 + 23

Wow - i'm slowly getting to the end of this thing! The pointy end as some people would call it, and the prompts are getting more personal and harder to pick so its proving to be a bit tricky. Anyhoo -
Day 22 - A song that reminds you of a person
Not many songs remind me of one specific person ( lots that remind me of people in a specific place, or people at a specific time though) so i decided to go with this one, which reminds me of my dad:
I dont think many of you will know it as its a country song ( and most of you dont come across as lovers of country music - i could be wrong ) but this song, about how having a job and working hard for your family is more important than being rich, or famous, or " successful ", really evoked my father even from the first time i heard it. My dad has only ever put his family first, always taking every opportunity he could to better provide for us, even when it was costing him personally. To me, thats admirable, even if he doesnt have a uni degree or earn squillions. So he and this song kind of go hand in hand...

Day 23 - A song that reminds you of a place
See, for this one i couldnt think of a song that reminded me only of a place, without having a person in there to give it some context. So lets consider this a song that calls of memories of a person, in a place, which leads you to thinking just of the place and then of other people there. Ok?
This song reminds me of my friend Keitumetse, whom i knew in the US when we were both au pairs there in 2004-2005. Now, its not because Tumi IS a gold digger, but rather because when this song came out she loved it, and everytime we went somewhere in her big van she'd turn it on, turn it up and sing the shit of the Jamie Foxx part. It also kind of makes me a bit sad sometimes too, because after we left the US i never heard from Tumi again. Its like she went back to South Africa and got eaten by a lion, or just fell off the face of the planet or something. Its a shame, 'cause she was a great person, very fun and bubbly and from a culture so different ours that i felt enriched just chatting with her... where are you Tumi?!

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Borrow, Spend, Collapse


Gas prices are going up. Food prices are going up. Unemployment is going up. The national debt is going up. Earnings for most Americans are either going down or are stagnant. There are fewer and fewer high-paying manufacturing jobs because the federal government has allowed companies to move factories overseas where people work for less, then ship their products back without paying protective tariffs. Nice for them, but tough for working people here. At the same time, feds look the other way while millions of illegal aliens pour over our southern border to either work cheap and drive down wages, or to go on every form of public assistance and drive up government spending still further.From Gateway Pundit

This is serious. Most people know it cannot go on much longer or everything will collapse. Some voted for President Obama because they believed the “hope and change” rhetoric, but regret it now. Many formed into Tea Party groups all over the country and took over the US House of Representatives. They’re looking for a 2012 presidential candidate who has courage enough to tell the American people that we have to put all this into reverse and that it’s going to be painful for millions of us, but that there’s no other way to avoid complete collapse.

Trouble is, there are millions of other Americans who have allowed themselves to become dependent on government handouts of one form or another. Some of them know the gravy train cannot go on forever and entitlements must be cut, but they’ll only support cutting the programs other people use, not the ones they use. Few would support politicians who would cut across the board. Do these government addicts comprise a majority? It’s close, and we’ll just have to see. If they do, America as we’ve known it will cease to exist. The country our children and grandchildren grow up in will be vastly different. The “can-do” America will have irreversibly transformed into the “I-can’t-do-it” America that expects government to do it instead.From Joshua Kennon

The federal government spends three dollars for every two it gets in taxes. It has already borrowed so much that interest payments are about as high as our defense budget, and most of those in Congress want to raise the debt limit and borrow still more. When our Chinese creditors balk at lending any more money, government just prints it. The US Federal Reserve under Ben Bernanke has increased the money supply by well over a trillion dollars in the past few years. Every dollar it prints makes the ones in all of our wallets and in all of our bank accounts less valuable. This “quantitative easing” as Bernanke calls it, is just another way government takes money from us - and from everyone else in the world whose assets are in dollars. That’s why other countries want to abandon the dollar and use some other as a base currency.From Washington Post

At supermarkets and gas stations, most people use credit cards. If they can’t pay off their balances each month, they realize they’re going further into debt and they have to cut back in some way or the interest will kill them. Either it’s driving less, getting a smaller vehicle, changing the way they eat, or whatever - they must cut back or their household will eventually collapse.

We’ve all known irresponsible relatives and neighbors who have ignored this reality and fallen apart. Now we see our government - and many of our states - doing the same thing and taking us all down with it. If a credible candidate shows up on the scene with the courage to run on a platform of drastically cutting government - including entitlements - he or she will move into the White House.

If not, we’ll continue on the road to ruin.

Very Versatile

Its been a while since this has happened - but would you believe i've been given a blog award? Apparently the lovely Ames over at Tutu Ames thinks i'm a " Versatile Blogger " and has bestowed a beautiful award and badge upon my little blog. Of course, when accepting prestigious blog awards such as this one, it is customary to complete the attached meme..... which happens to be along the " 7 Things You Dont Know About Me " line of things. Is it possible, after 500-odd blog posts, that there is still random crap i'm yet to share with you? Perhaps. Maybe. Probably not. With that in mind, here are the 7 little tidbits i've come up with, which may or may not already be old news....



1. Sometimes, on a Saturday afternoon, when there is nothing else to do.... i watch WWE wrestling with Mick. I dont avidly and excitedly watch it - like some little and not-so-little boys i know - but if its on i dont mind having a sneaky peek at some of the hard bodies and "athletic entertainment ". Dont be alarmed though because i know its not real.

2. I dont drink coffee, and i dont drink "normal " tea. I dont mind herbal teas from time to time and i love me a chai latte, but i cannot think of anything worse than downing a cup of coffee in the morning. In fact, the smell of strong coffee makes me gag. Yuck!

3. My top 3 favourite films from my childhood are - " The Princess Bride ", " The Never-Ending Story " and " Annie ". Apparently, even when i was a little kid, i didnt find over-the-top slap stick funny. Give me princesses, flying dragons, singing oprhans and true love any day!

4. My feet are a size bigger after being pregnant. Even so, i still only wear an Australian size 6-7. Apparently i have small feet ( pity my waist/hip/bum ratio is not in direct correlation to my feet... )

5. I work in the main street of my town and, believe you me, i get to see some interesting things out my office window - people with crazy hair, near misses when people dont check their mirrors whilst reversing, kids starting fights.... hell, just today i witnessed a bus pull in too close to the kerb and crash into the bus shelter!

6. I am organising my 10 year high school reunion for later this year. Well, me and one other of my former classmates. To be honest, i dont really want to, but 2 years ago there was a rumour going around that i would do the organising when the time came ( i still have no idea where this rumour started... ) but now that we're almost halfway through the year and no-one else has volunteered, i figure i better do it or it just wouldnt get done. My former best friend was keen to help two years ago - guess who is strangely absent from our small planning committee? My major worry now is that myself and the other girl will put in the effort to have a nice little get-togther and a) no-one will show up or b) no-one will enjoy it....

7. My best friend while i lived in America, F, has just had a baby. F is Brazilian and her fiance is Lithiuanian ( they were foreign students when they met... ) so they have named their baby girl Aleksa. Isnt that beautiful? Even though i havent seen them since late 2005 and in all likelihood will not see them for a long time to come, i still love F with all my heart. We just clicked - it seemed that though we were from different countries, different upbringings, different ages... at least we were different together in a place that was different for both of us. I wish we lived in the same country again so i could have a proper "best friend ", especially after last years debacle with my ex-BFF. Now all i gotta do is wait for the pics of how cute Aleksa looks in the clothes i sent her!

So there you go. The other part of the rules is i need to bestow this award on some of the blogs i've discovered and loved lately. So if you are one of the following people - you win!
1. Polly at A Working Mothers Chatter
2. Melissa at Suger Coat It
3. Kate at A Home For Ida

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

They're graduating?


I've never had so much trouble wrapping my head around the fact that this year's seniors are not going to be here next year. I'm in the process of coming to terms with me being a senior but it hadn't hit me that that meant the now graduating seniors weren't going to be there. It finally hit me this weekend as I was sitting in my best friend's graduation that I'm still in high school and she isn't. I'm not gonna lie, I got misty eyed at that thought. And it again hit me after my church's graduation service on Sunday: My senior friends are going away. I can't get it into my head that this time has finally come. I'm going to miss all of these people so much. Grant it, I haven't always gotten along with everyone over the years, but they're still my friends and I've still spent four plus years seeing them every week. It's going to be so strange for them not to be around come September.
All of these people have meant so much to me. We've grown up, played, and learned together. We've served, taught, and prayed together. I can't imagine the last few years my life without everyone of them in it.
So here's to you Class of 2011. May God bless and keep you as you step out into the rest of your lives.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

That Small Warm Weight

The small, warm weight of him is nuzzled against my stomach, his head sweaty against my breast. He has been here for days now, feeling safe encircled in my arms. Without the use of words, we communicate with touch - i know his tummy hurts so i give it a gentle massage; i know his throat aches so i offer him his water; to show how sleepy and sick and altogther frusturated he is he pulls gently at my ponytail, at the soft flesh under my chin. He wants no-one but me - even the Daddy he idolises so much has been pushed aside - and i feel strangely honoured that he wants me as his comfort.

His mum. Mummy. Muuuuuuuummmmmmy.

Yet, i too feel frusturated. I want my lap back - selfishly, perhaps, i want twenty minutes to have a shower without hearing the tired moans of my son, or an hour to cook and eat my dinner without having to fork mouthfuls of food very carefully over the top of his fluffy head. His father would take him - has taken him - but the constant siren wail of " Muuuum! Muuummmy! " is too hard to listen to. It is easier to work around him, to suffer the sore back and numb buttocks for him, to only go to the bathroom when he has fallen asleep and can be put down.

And then, when i again shift my weight beneath his smallness and find a new comfortable spot, i remind myself how lucky i am that it has only been days. That it is not months of sickness, of suffering, of tired frusturation. That we are at home on our lounge under a blanket watching Sesame Street and Play School, and not stuck in the paediatric ward of a hospital. That i even have a child to be sick, when other women want so badly to have a fluffy, sweaty, bundle calling out their name. And, most luckily, that i have family to support me, who gladly agree to take my boy for the night so i can cook, and eat, and fold the four baskets of washing that have piled up in the few days he has been sick.

And i smile through my discomfort, and hold him tighter. I brush the soft hair across his forehead, stroke the smooth baby skin of his cheek. This is only temporary, but he is mine forever....

Saturday, May 14, 2011

International Nurses Day, Bob Dylan,Football and Birthday's

May the 12th was International Nurses Day. It is a day when nurses all over the world celebrate nurses, nursing services and nursing accomplishments while commemorating the anniversary of Florence Nightingale’s birth.

The international theme for 2011 was Closing the Gap: Increasing access and equity. Evidence suggests that effective access to health services can contribute to a person’s life expectancy and/or to the quality of life that they experience.

However health is not merely a commodity produced by health services. Health is socially determined, will be influenced by genetics and environment. It has long been recognised that the ability to achieve good health or, conversely, the risk of suffering ill health, is affected by socio-economic status, geography, employment, education, gender, sexual preference and a host of other elements that impact, both directly or indirectly on a person’s ability to achieve and maintain good health.

The International Council of Nurses believes that nurses have an important role in achieving health equity and developing a clear understanding of how the health sector can act to reduce health inequities. As the principal and, in some cases, the only group of health professionals providing primary health care in many of the most challenging settings, nurses are essential to improving equity and access to health care and adding quality to the outcome of care.

It was with these thoughts in mind that the School facilitated a conference to celebrate International Nurses Day this week. Led by Melanie, our ever enthusiastic International Lead, colleagues from across the School ensured that the day was a great success. Nearly 150 nurses from across the North West attended to share in the day, and speakers from around the world talked about both the history of nursing and nursing today as it can be seen in its many forms and focus.

Unfortunately, I could not stay for the whole day as I was also scheduled to participate in our College Executive Retreat. This was a two day retreat aimed at thinking strategically about the recent academic reconfiguration and the decision to move from three Schools to two Schools. The retreat was a productive one, and we were able to agree a way forward for each School and how these plans will be delivered over the next 12 months.

Dinner and bed was at the Radisson Edwardian Hotel in Manchester. This hotel stands on the site of the Free Trade Hall, indeed the original front facade of this building has been kept intact. The Free Trade Hall has a special place in the history of Manchester. The first hall was erected on the site where the infamous 'Peterloo Massacre' of 1819 took place.

The Free Trade Hall was the setting for important political events: the voices of Gladstone, Disraeli, Lloyd George and Churchill have all filled its cavernous spaces. It was also a place of entertainment. Charles Dickens, Oscar Wilde, Ella Fitzgerald the Halle Orchestra and Bob Dylan all played in the hall. For a fleeting moment, as I lay bed on Friday morning watching the surrounding Manchester City wake up and the sun rise, I wondered if Bob Dylan had also seen the city slowly coming to life when he was here.

Yesterday saw Manchester United secure their 19th Premier Championship a great day for all those who support MU – and for those who support Manchester City it was a great day for them too, MC gained the FA Cup - many congratulations to both teams and thier supporters.

And today I celebrate my birthday –  imperceptibly but unremittingly creeping towards 60, Hmm!

30 Days of Music - Days 21 + 22

Alrighty - so now that Blogger is back online i can get back to my 30 Days of Music challenge ( which admittedly, is being stretched across, like, 2 months ). So todays prompts were  a bit of a challenge - let me explain :
Day 21 - A song that, for you, is a guilty pleasure.
Alright, so to me " guilty pleasure " would mean that its a song that maybe no-one else likes and you should be just a little bit embarrassed about liking. Well, when i think shame and embarrassment, i think Ke$ha....
However, i quite like this song. I think its because its catchy and the film clip is hilarious ( hey, James Van Der "Douche "! ) but if anyone asked me i'd say " Kesha? Hell no - what a talentless, skanky-looking hack ! ". So just let me bop around to this song and dont give away my secret, ok?

Day 22 - The song that gets stuck in your head the most.
The song that gets stuck in my head the most? There is no such thing. Lots of song get stuck in my head once i hear them, but there is no specific song that just worms itself into my brain and stays there constantly. So, let me just post the song that is stuck in my head at the moment, thanks to Mick who was singing it while he washed the dishes this morning...

" Be With You " by Mr Big... i was a little kid when this came out yet i think i know every word ( except what the rest of them are singing in harmony during the curious. Indecipherable! ). And i dont know where Mick heard this to just randomly start singing it this morning but there you go.... have a listen and let it get stuck in your head too!

Friday, May 13, 2011

Winter Is...


.... the smell of wood heaters permeating the neighbourhood air.
.... cold and flu and croup and yucky, yucky germs.
....tracky-daks and ugg boots, curled up on the lounge with a good book.



....casseroles and curries slow-cooked over 8 hrs, tender meat and creamy sauces leaving you salivating for more.
....is Friday night and Sunday afternoon rugby league on tv. Or, my head in a book.
.... warm, cake-y desserts, dense and sweet, like the self-saucing caramel and apple pudding i made last night.

.... coats and scarves and boots and beanies to keep warm in.
....putting on flannelette pyjamas and snuggling into a bed warmed by electric blankets.
.... hiring a dvd and snuggling together under a blanket on rainy weekend afternoons.
What is winter to you?

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Polly Dolly - Pleats Are Neat


 Time again for my favourite meme ever - Polly Dolly! Again we have Dani from Danimezza to thank for our the idea, and this week, inspired by what she's seen hitting the market for this season, Dani wants to see our Polly's in...

Polly Dolly - Pleats Are Neat







I thought i'd go with a skirt, but i didnt want it to look like Polly was wearing my old school uniform! I found this great skirt which gave me a real sort-of mod, retro yet Zoey Deschanel kind of vibe. So inspired by Zoey, i paired the skirt with a plain black turtleneck and tights so that the skirt would be the focus, and then added pops of colour withe accessories - cute flats, a matching bowling bag, a sweet butterfly brooch,  bright bangles and a lady-like bow for her ponytail. Eyeliner and mascara will give my Polly those gorgeous big eyes like Miss Deschanel and a slick of pretty pink lip gloss completes the look. What do you think - are Pollys pleats neat or naff?

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Gutsy Decision?


“This is a Viet Cong captive being waterboarded,” I said to the class after fast-forwarding through a videotape from Stanley Karnow’s “Vietnam: A Television History.” We were studying the Vietnam War in the context of the Cold War.

“You can see that South Vietnamese intelligence officers have placed a cloth over the captive’s face and are pouring water on it. This gives the captive the feeling that he is drowning as the water goes into his mouth and up his nostrils when he tries to breathe.” After viewing the whole clip, I asked: “Does this look like torture to you?”

Each had watched intently but none would offer an opinion. Then I explained that after we captured the third-highest-ranking official in al Qaeda, Khalid Sheik Mohammed, he was waterboarded and gave up information that eventually led to the killing of Osama Bin Laden. “And,” I told them, “Khalid Sheik Mohammed planned the September 11th attack for Osama Bin Laden.”

I waited for that to sink in and said, “Is this torture?”

“It was worth it if it led us to Bin Laden,” said a boy.

“Okay,” I answered, “But is it torture?”

He shrugged his shoulders.

“Well, Khalid Sheik Mohammed wasn’t a prisoner of war. He was a terrorist, so I don’t think the Geneva Conventions apply to him,” said another boy.

“Is it torture?” I repeated.

“I don’t know,” he said. “Maybe.”

“Left-wing journalist Christopher Hitchens agreed to be waterboarded to see what it was like,” I explained. “He said it doesn’t simulate drowning: ‘You are drowning, or rather being drowned. . . . Believe me, it’s torture.’”
I played the Hitchens clip from Youtube.

“So what do you think?” I asked. “Is it torture?”

“It’s all right if it was done on the guy who planned the September 11th attacks,” said a girl. “He killed 3000 people.”

Back in September I’d shown them a “Today Show” recording of the events of that day to give them a feel for what happened in 2001 when they were only four years old. “The Bush/Cheney Administration called waterboarding one of their ‘enhanced interrogation techniques,’” I explained. “Is that a euphemism for torture?”

“It’s all right if it’s against terrorists,” said another boy.

“Is it torture?”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“Open your books to page 885,” I said. “Look at the Eighth Amendment in the Bill of Rights.” I asked a girl to read it.

Dutifully, she read: “‘Excessive bail shall not be required, nor excessive fines imposed nor cruel and unusual punishments inflicted.’”

“Thank you,” I said. “The part where it says, ‘nor cruel and unusual punishments imposed’ is what I wanted you to see. Our country has a long tradition of outlawing torture, but that would be against American citizens.”

“Yeah,” said the boy. “These people were not citizens and they weren’t prisoners of war either. They were terrorists. They had no rights. It was all right to waterboard them to get information that would be useful in fighting them.”

“Obama’s CIA Director, Leon Panetta, said the information about who Bin Laden’s courier was - someone who carried messages back and forth between him and others in al Qaeda - came from Khalid Sheik Mohammed while he was being waterboarded during the Bush Administration,” I said. “With that information, the CIA tracked him down and began following him. He led them right to the house where Osama Bin Laden was living with three of his wives. Without waterboarding, the USA might never have gotten Bin Laden. Other officials in the Obama Administration, however, deny that.”

“So, who thinks it was all right to waterboard KSM?” I asked.

Half raised their hands.

“Who things it was wrong?”

Three hands went up.

“Eric Holder, Attorney General in the Obama Administration, is investigating our CIA agents who waterboarded KSM and two other terrorists while Bush was president. He’s trying to build a case against them for war crimes,” I explained. “That might be one reason other officials in the Obama Administration deny that waterboarding had anything to do with discovering where Osama Bin Laden was hiding.”

President Obama was interviewed about killing Bin Laden on “60 Minutes” Sunday night, but Steve Croft didn’t ask him any tough questions,” I continued. “However, Obama’s National Security Advisor, Tom Donilon was interviewed on “Fox News Sunday,” and Chris Wallace asked him, ‘Why is shooting an unarmed man in the face legal and proper . . . but [waterboarding] Khalid Sheik Mohammed, who is just as bad an operator, isn’t?’”


“Donilon said, ‘[Waterboarding] is not consistent with our values.’”

“Then Wallace said, ‘But shooting an unarmed man in the face is consistent with our values?’”

“Donilon said, ‘We’re at war with Osama Bin Laden.’”

“Wallace said, ‘We’re at war with Khalid Sheik Mohammed.’”

I played the above exchange for the class and asked, “Did Donilon answer Wallace’s questions to your satisfaction?”

“Not really,” said a boy.

Other students shook their heads.

“Another thing,” I continued. “Generals appointed by President Obama made new ‘rules of engagement’ for our soldiers fighting in Afghanistan - many of them former students from this classroom - under which our guys can’t shoot until they’re shot at first. And, if they’re shot at from a group of civilians, they can’t shoot back at all.”

“That’s ridiculous,” said another boy. Others nodded agreement.

“And now, even in cases where they capture Taliban terrorists who they’ve videotaped planting IEDs or ‘Improvised Explosive Devices,’ or ‘roadside bombs’ as they’re sometimes called, which have killed hundreds of our soldiers, and these terrorists have been tested to reveal explosive residue on their hands, they have to be released after 96 hours. Our soldiers know they’re going to plant more bombs and still they have to release them! This is discouraging to say the least, and it makes it much more risky our our guys.”

“Our Commander-in-Chief is putting our soldiers at risk with these rules of engagement,” I continued, “but his staff is telling us what a ‘gutsy decision’ Obama made by approving a strike on Bin Laden from the comfort and safety of the White House.”

30 Days of Music - Days 19 + 20

Well... thank the good freakin' Lord that Blogger is working again! I tried last night and this morning to make a post and it just wasnt happening - much longer and i may have suffered withdrawals. But fear not, because Blogger is back online and so is the 30 Days of Music challenge. Where are we at ?
Day 19 - A song that makes you want to dance
So there are heaps of songs that make me wana dance - old school stuff like " Jailhouse Rock " or " Love Shack ", cheesy 80's pop songs, stuff from my childhood in the 90's. But when i really thought about it i had to go back to the days when i was a pub-rat and spent 4 hrs of a Saturday night on the dancefloor and i settled on this one -
Even though the video clip is typical Euro-trash crap, " Put Your Hands Up For Detroit " was one of my favourite pub/club dancing songs because everyone would get way into it - its a real party song. " Put your hands... put your hands up for Detroit... i love this city! "

Day 20 - A song that makes you wana rock out!
My answer for this prompt had to be a real rock song, not some light-rock crap they try to pass off as rock on the radio sometimes these days ( do i sound older than my 27 years ? ) So whats the best song for rocking with a party full/ car load of your friends?
Oh yea - you know, i know it, anyone who's ever heard it knows it - this song rocks! How can you not rock out to the chorus? Go on, try it... you cant not!

Sunday, May 8, 2011

To My Mama

Happy Mothers Day to all you mums out there, to me and to my mama:


First of all, that is my mum, but thats not technically her bike ( its my dads ) . Secondly, that doesnt matter because my mum is pretty neat. We have had our personality clashes over the year - as do all sullen teenage daughters and their mothers - but in the past 16 months i have really come to appreciate her. I guess it took me becoming a mother to be able to see just how good my own mother is.

She's what i call a "funny " mum - gawd love her, but its like she got baby brain when she was pregnant with me and just never recovered. She's constantly coming up with clangers, calling things the wrong name, using words in amusingly wrong context, or generally just saying something weird but thats part of her appeal. She's also exceedingly kind, unslefish with her time and generous with her money ( which is greatly appreciated by our little family, from time to time ). It warms my heart to see that now, in her late 40's, she's starting to find the confidence that she was lacking in my childhood ( the legacy, unfortunately, of her own mother ), both as a mother and as a woman. I'm sure she'll never be truley zen but she's far less uptight now then she was when i was growing up. The whole, new, relaxed attitude becomes her.

So this mothers day i wanted to say thanks to mum for being the type of mum that i can hold up as an example of the kind of mother i would like to be. Kind of funny, sometimes weird, but 100% loving in every way....