Monday, January 7, 2013

I'm Back...Sort Of!

I have no idea if anyone even checks here anymore. Probably not. I decided it might be time to start blogging again. But not here. The time for Mind of a Mad Woman is over.

If you want, you can find me over at Relocated Reality.


Hope to see some of you there.

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Friday, June 3, 2011

Dates with Daddy

Ever since our daughter was born, I have been adamant that I want her to have a good relationship with her father. I want them to spend time with each other, to learn about each other and relate to each other well. It's an ongoing process, but it's coming together slowly.

Years ago, when she was a baby, I remember someone saying to me that the two of them should go on "dates". But no one could tell me what kind of things they should be doing. Now, I have a pretty good imagination and I'm not stupid by any stretch of the imagination, but it seems that I hit a bit of a wall when it came to this.

It wasn't just the issue of what she could do with him, but also when and how.

And then, this book made its way to me:




Amazing. Really, it is.

Greg Wright is passionate....about his daughters, his love for them and his desire to do right by them. This book is all about how he looked at each of his daughters..really LOOKED at them and then came up with a way to truly connect with them on a personal level.

He took the time to show his daughters that they were important to him and that he was willing and HAPPY to help them grow into the women that he knew they would be.

I'll admit, I was dubious about this book. There are a hundred and one books out there aimed at dads and spending time with their kids and I was dreading reading the same old stuff. I'm happy to report that I was pleasantly surprised. Greg has a way of putting things that sets him apart from all the other "Daddy Doctors".

This book isn't just for dads though. Please don't be fooled by the title because this book, I believe, is just as relevant for mums & daughters, dads & sons, mums & sons. It is for parents & their children. Find the way to connect with your child on a different level and help mold them into the human beings they can be.

Go. Find it. Now.

*****

** This book was provided to me free of charge by BookSneeze.com for my honest review. I am not required to provide a positive opinion, merely an honest one.**

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Thursday, April 28, 2011

Please Let It Be Over

My brain is all over the place today. Every time I start a post, it turns into something else because it's just a maelstrom of emotions and thoughts. So I decided to just let it come out and be a little bit random. Bear with me.....


This past weekend, I watched my little sister get married. Not only did she look beautiful, but she looked happy. Her husband is amazing and balances her out brilliantly. The wedding was perfect and I didn't kill myself walking in heels....mostly because we abandoned that idea in favour of flats so that people would actually be looking at the gorgeous bride instead of her giant blueberry of a sister sweating like a roast pig and in danger of passing out. It's a bit surreal to think that my sister is a wife at the ripe old age of 20 but I've never been prouder. But I'm glad it's over.


Speaking of weddings, I'm beginning to think that I am the only one who doesn't really care about this Royal wedding. Actually it's a bit beyond not caring. I'm kind of stuck in the camp that would like it to please be over as soon as possible before I throw my tv out the window. If we were playing a drinking game where we had to do shots every time someone on tv mentioned the upcoming nuptials between Prince & commoner, I'd have been dead of alcohol poisoning a long time ago. Please let it all be over. Now.


We've been enjoying school holidays for almost two weeks now. I use the word "enjoying" loosely. I came into these holidays with optimism. I was looking forward to some quality time with the kids, playing the parks and having a great time. Thing is, the weather's been shit. Total and utter. Last week wasn't so bad but the kids spent most of that at a fun holiday program in the mornings and then we spent the weekend in Wellington at the wedding of the year. This week? Craptastic. In fact, we had some mini tornadoes touch down in a town not far from here and rip roofs off houses. So, needless to say, we've been cooped up. Also fairly obviously, I'm going nuts. The kids are stir crazy and they're doing everything in their power to make me go completely gray. Please let it be over.


When we moved here, we got a $2000 Honda Accord. It was a 1989 so, given that we aren't completely stupid, we knew it was an old car and was going to need some work. What we weren't prepared for was the amount of work involved. CV joints, brake lines, brakes, new tires, CV joints again, steering, alternators, blah blah blah....we fixed them all. We borrowed cars, we went without cars, we dealt with it. The latest in this long string of stuff is that the transmission is shot. Now, if this was a new car, we might consider fixing it. But it's not and I am past giving a shit, so we are giving up. We'll soon have a slightly newer car which, if the universe is at all smart, will not give us any crap. Please let it be over.


I don't usually pay tooooo much attention to what the celebudorks are up to, but I'll be damned if Charlie "I'm Winning" Sheen isn't hard to ignore. What is wrong with the guy? And people are buying into his crap! That's what's even harder to believe. People are paying money to go and see this douche-canoe spout his bullshit on a stage, half dressed, while his "goddesses" make out behind me. Excuse me, but is there perhaps anything better your money could be spent on? Maybe next time you have an urge to spend that much money to see someone rant on about ridiculous things, you could just hand me the wad of cash? Please let it be over.


Here in New Zealand, drunk drivers are a huge problem. Because of this, they run ads all the time that are meant to combat this. Some of them are ok. But there's one that they run all the freakin' time that is driving me and Hotty Hubby crazy. Please let it be over:




And because I love you all so much....I'm going to let this post be over. Right now. You're welcome.

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