I am a leg end and I'll tell you why, I just navigated the joys of deleting and adding blog links to the right of my diary entries, as displayed to the right and down! I hope you all don't mind, but I enjoy reading your diaries so much, I wanted to share them. It's amazing how many people are out there who have similar interests to me and hold similar values and ideas. This is why I love reaidng these blogs.

Today was a long day. I had to haul butt into the office by 8am - an hour earlier than I am used to. Anyways, it's been a long day and I am tired, dinner is cooking and will be an hour before I can feast. Oh well. It's Hump Day and this means tomorrow is closer to the weekend than it is to this week.

You know, I cant believe that tomorrow will be July. Half the year has already gone, it's just unfathomable. I mean, Glen and I have to work out when we're going home to see my mum. We have to organise flights and goddam money to cover! I have to decide how long I want to be in B u m F u c k N o w h e r e (thereafter known as BFN). trust me, I love my mum and love seeing her, but I just hate going home. It's just so boring there, nothing to do, some old memories I dont care to relive and so stinking hot!!! Urgh! I hate it, I melt, I get cranky and pooey and it's just not a pretty sight. It feels like going into the wilderness and scurrying back into civilisation! Civilisation, being M*lbourne!

Anyways, if anyone has an idea how long I should stay and what the hell I should do whilst there, please don;t hesitate to email me!

I feel like shit. Urgh!

I hate being female. I really hate it and this damn implant is failing me, I swear. No period for a year and now, they just come and go as they please. When glen got sick and had his appendix out, they started to come and then changed their mind. Now, they are back in full force. Humbug. I do have a slightly amusing story to tell and it's a little grotty, so if you get squeamish or dont want to picture me doing this, please stop reading now! I swear, I am not responsible.

Alright. I had to get a tampon from my work drawers and returned to the womens bathroom. I did my thing with it and toddled off back to my table. However, it quickly became apparent during the journey from the bathroom to the desk that things were not in place, though they were when I placed them! However, I didnt think a lot of it and sat down and did my thing at work. A few hours later, I desperately ahd to pee, so I went to the bathroom. On the way, it felt like things were falling out! This horrified me because such things just never fall out! Anyways, sure enough, they were! So, I popped it back in! This contineud for the better part of my day until I get fed up and just pulled it out! What is wrong with my body that it is rejected Ts now?! BAH!

Anyways, in other news, I've been wanting to update this thing to share my news. You know ho you have one best friend in your childhood and that person, no matter where they are or if you are in touch with them, you can never forget them, they have marked you life in some permanent way? I have one of these. Ok, I had. It's been a very long time since we spoke. Probably about 9 years in reality. Anyways, remember I said the other day that I had signed up for this schoolfriends.com.au site? She found me on there and took the plunge, emailing me. It was nice to hear from her. At first, I didn't quite know how to react. I mean, I didnt really have any specific feeling towards her, as it was one of those situations where you just had to get on with life and accept the outcome of the friendship or lack of. I do remember being very lost for a long time after the friendship went into breakdown. It was so hard to accept, it hurt a lot. I had shared so much with her. We were inseparable and thus, her coming back into my life, has released so many memories that I have forgotten about.

I remember Saturday mornings at my house, watching and mooning over Gilbert from Anne of Green Gables. I remember walking to the shops after or before the movie to do a bit of shopping and see if we ran into any of our friends.

I remember a certain veterinarian who we mooned over and took every chance we could to see.

I remember a shameful night of strip poker where I am proud to say I won and she was under the bed covers trying to redeem some dignity! Ha!

I remember riding our bikes everywhere, cruising along carefree and happy. I remember these bikes were girl blue bikes.

I remember a black cat and a huge hound dog, Shadow.

I remember her first hair cut, daring to cut from a long pageboy cut to a short hair style and her mother gasping in horror at the result.

I remember camps, sleeping in tents and sharing secrets.

I remember exchanging huge lengthy notes we called novels and talking on the phone almost every night even though we had spend the entire day together.

I remember swapping clothes and whispering about others who had upset us and were mean to us.

I remember summer smells, warm nights and riding in cars with friends. I remember green grass and blossoms, adventures and conspiring for the next adventure. I remember vivid imaginations, solidarity and true friendship.

God. If I sound romantic, forgive me. But these memories keep flooding in. THey are memories that I had long ago decided needed to be shelved. They were memories that were locked away with the bad memories which were the real reason I wanted to forget my childhood. they are the memories which are now keeping me awake at night, as they come flooding back to me and although this is really nice, it's driving me nuts that I am missing my goddm sleep! :)

So, I'm still ehre, still alive and still making the biggest typos! Doesn't matter, you all (all 2) know what I mean! You are used to it, right?! As Glen puts it, it's jsut Sam Speak!

Anyways, life and all things wonderful is still the same. I feel that I do my best thinking at night when I awake up. For some reason, my thoughts turn to diary entries instead of inviting ways to get to sleep. I'm such a tard sometimes, I swear. Anyways, I could kick myself right about now for not having a pencil and notepad next to the bed for when I think my best thoughts, because right now, I'm stumped for anything good to say!

The highlight of my week was to discover this really nifty website called schoolfriends.com.au - obviously a databse of school friends who have the opportunity to hook up with each other - at a price. It was like a blast from the past to see some of the names of my old high school friends and some college people I knew. Particularly to see that their had MAIDEN names and MARRIED names! I'm still sitting here with my MAIDEN name, though it's called a SURNAME for people like me who haven't been married! Ho hum. It's good to see they have moved on with their lives, found some happiness and are curious about their old friends. Maybe I can summon up the courage to contact them. Maybe they'll contact me, does this mean I'll have to have a reunion with them?! Eeek. I dont know how I feel about that. I'm a changed girl! I've changed a lot since I was 17! God, that was 11 years ago! Ho hum. I bet nothing comes of it. Such things never do. Most likely these people registered on this site years ago, forgot about when they heard from no one else and have since divorced, moved and become unhappy! Who knows!

It's been a while since I wrote. And you know, I can't think of much to say. It's Sunday night and I'm ready, semi - to go back to work. Tomorrow, Glen sees the specialist - the final appointment regarding his appendix. However, not everything is well and it's starting to concern me. Ever since he came out of hospital, Glen has been complaining of sore arms. First it was sore muscles and then soon after, he had cold hands. The aching got so bad, he would wake in the middle of the night in desperation. Sometimes, he will go to have a hot shower to relieve the achiness and other times, he takes anti-inflammatory tablets. Not much is helping except a little bit of gentle exercise on his arms and some patience. It's been over two weeks and it's still happening, so I am hoping that the specialist can shed some light on this tomorrow.

This week was pretty quiet for me, this is quite a nice change really. The September 11 stuff came out, the transcripts of the timelines which led up to the day. It was interesting to me to read what the terrorists were doing, how they prepared and where they went. For me, it was a time where I relived everything all over again when I saw the second plane crash into the building. The tv coverage in Australia began just after the first one and I stayed up all night watching until I couldnt stay awake anymore.

It's almost 3 years now and we're still reliving it. I feel for those poor people who knew someone who was killed. They have to relive it everyday.

It's funny. A few days ago, I had so many things on mind which I had planned to blog about and here I sit, stumped for anything interesting to say. I guess one thing I wanted to say was how great this particular book was, which I read recently. The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold was a surprising read. It's about this little girl name Susie Salmon who tells the story of her death, her murderer and her family and friends, after her death one day. It's very sweetly written and insightful. Of course, it helps to know that the author has experienced some real life traumas, having been a survivor of rape herself. I highly recommend this book. I'd never heard of it before I saw it at the bookstore the other day and I've been glued to it ever since.

Also, I saw Super Size Me on Friday night and let me say, it was very amusing and kinda scary all at once. My only criticism of it was that the director seemed to be solely blaming Maccas for people's obesity in the US, and perhaps the rest of the world? I know he mentioned, in passing the other fast food stores, but it was Maccas he had his sights firmly set on. I kinda felt like he had missed the point. He blamed Maccas for people's obesity, but it's not necessarily Maccas or any other fast food outlets' fault. People have always pride themselves on free speech and free choice, so I suspect that people are as much to blame as a bad maccas menu. I can choose to walk straight past a fast food outlet, so why can't anyone else? Regardless, it's a movie that I recommend to anyone.

I don't have a lot to say right now, but I kinda felt like i should touch base with the rest of the world and recap on some of the events that have occurred in the last few days.

First things first. Glen is doing well, though he is driving himself and me nuts! He's been home all week and has too much time on his hands. So, by the time I get home at night, he's analysed every little ache and pain in his poor body. I think I'd be doing the same thing too. However, from my point of view, I don't think he has a lot to worry about. He's doing well, his wound is healing and tomorrow is D-Day - or, should I say, S-Day!

In other news, I've just veged and shopped my way through the Queens Birthday Long Weekend. Since I have personally felt slightly stressed out by the whole Glen being sick thing, I decided that I needed some retail therapy. Normally this is a very foreign concept for me. I mean, i don't really crave to shop, but this week, I have really craved! So, I headed off to some major department stores and wonder of wonders, I purchased some nice clothing, including a fabulous chocolate brown lambswool cardy which was originally $189.99 and I purchased it for $69.99! Yipppeee! :)

Saturday afternoon, Glen, Po and I finally got to the cinemas to see Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. It was by far, better than I had ever expected it to be. it was sad, deep and romantic all at once. It really made a huge impression on me, to the point where about half way through the movie, I had made up my mind to purchase the DVD when it is released. It was just a sweet and unusually told story. Jim Carrey has proven himself as a fabulous and real actor.

Anyways, life is good for me. Have had my fill of DVDs this weekend, including some questionable movies like Annie! I know, bad me. It was from my childhood, so sue me!

Ok. He's home. Yay! I got a phone call Monday morning to say he was being discharged. Talk about giving me heaps of warning. I woke up at 9am and got a phone call at 9.10am! Fabulous! However, it's great that he is home, though I've never seen him sleep so much and shuffle around like an old man.

He's progressing nicely though. He has been given a whole multitude of anti-biotics etc and has two doctors' appointments for next week and the week after, so I'm going to be busy in between working, cleaning, cooking, sleeping and that. I'm so tired.

Anyways, we're all good here. Thanks to everyone who sent through niec wishes and kind thoughts. I appreciate it. Please dont be offended or take it personally if I have not responded back to all the emails. To be honest, I'm sick of having to repeat myself everytime and it's no one's fault :) You are all keen to hear how things are. I just hope you are content to read this for the time being, so that I may have my nervous breakdown in peace ;)

The good news is, the place we had booked in for this weekend for the long weekend has kindly held onto our deposit until Glen is well enough to travel. This is a kind gesture and makes me more inclined to stay in this place later this year. I suspect Glen and I will need a nice vacation around August :) Suits me fine :)

Anyways, life is returning to semi-normal and hopefully over the next few weeks, I'll get back into my usual routine :) Stay tuned...

God. I'm sorry for the silence everyone. It's been a shocking couple of days. Hrm. Where to start.

Glen had his appendix out on Friday night! :(

Glen had a few stomach aches etc since Wednesday afternoon. By Friday morning, the pain was waking him up. Unfortunately I had a migraine that morning becuase he was sick etc. So, I couldn get up until 11am. BY that stage, I was really worried about him. Got him to the doctor quickly to discover that his appendix was inflamed and required removal :( I had to drive halfway across the city to his doctor and then back again to the first hospital. We were there for a few hours while they monitored him and then decided he needed to be taken to another hospital becuase he wouldn eb able to get a bed until after midnight. So I had to drive him to another hospital on a Friday night. He had his appendix removed late Friday night.

He is doing ok now, it's Sunday and has finally started to eat solid food, but his appendix was very close to bursting, which is very scary to think about. They had to make a bigger incision in his stomach to get his appendix out. I feel so bad about it because I didnt realise he was that sick! I didnt have a clue and I guess he didnt realise either. I'm hoping he's a lot happier now. trouble is, I've had a non-stop migraine since Friday, worrying over him :( He looks so grey and gaunt. I just want to get him home and back with me. He's lonely in hospital and it's noisy etc.

I had a few days off work, but I dont know how many. Appparently I cdan get carers' leave, but my boss didnt say how long I could have. I feel like I want to be aroudn with him for the rest of the week. :( His parents drove up today tos ee him - they never come and visit him. It takes him to be on deaths door before they do. That hurts him a lot :( I think I am just a bit tired and emotional right now. I feel like I have been through the wringer.

I will be back in a few days once things settle down, but I wont be emailing or updating my page for a little while. Sorry guys.

Alright. I kinda made a bit of a deal with myself recently, after seeing a photo of myself and shreeeking! I've decided to get back to the gym and stop eating crap and so far, it's working. Admittedly, I only began this new life-change on Monday!

So, as part of this change, I'm gymming again, though only cardio. I hate the weight training crap, it's just a waste fo time. I spend half my time wandering around, wondering what to do next, how much weight I need to be lifting when I do a lat pull down and how many repetitions I need to be doing! So, I've decided it's cardio. And hey, I managed to lose a heap of weight last time by walking, so I can do it again, can't I? Plus, I am inspired by all of these blogs on the net right now, who are motivating themselves and getting their life back in their control!

Yesterday's menu was this:

Breakfast:

1 English Muffin, vegemite and butter.

1 glass of skinny milk

Lunch:

Chicken Salad Sandwich

Diet Vanilla Coke

Snack:

Skinny Mocha

Dinner:

Stir-Fry Chicken with rice, some leftover vegetable fritatas

1 low fat WW chocolate mousse

I need to snack more so I dont feel hungry or get headaches, which are always an issue for me - dropping blood sugar levels.

God, I rock! I've just successfully and without much effort, managed to archive my May entries! Yay for me! :)

Now, to recap. My life has been fine thus far. Spent the weekend with the inlaws and sister-in-law, as well as little nephew. He's grown so much and was so much fun to play with. he's 8 months old now and just full of personality. I took about 2 rolls of film and have alreayd got them developed, but I haven't managed to scan them and put them on here - I think I'm running out of room actually, which is a bit of an annoyance!

IN other news, the second and final recliner is arriving on Saturday! About friggin' time! It's just been 14 weeks sine we ordered the bastard! NEver shop at G*uests F*urniture in M*oorabbin! They bite the big one! Of course, I have no idea how good the other stores are, but that particularly one has lost my business for good.

Have got my butt back to the gym again. Went last night. I've had a long heart to heart with myself in the last couple of weeks and have decided that although it would be more beneficial to me, I wont be doing anything more than cardio. I was doing weights aswell, but I hate it and it's annoying and I feel like a dork and I hate moving around from one machine to the other, it's too distracting and it feels unproductive! So, I've decided to put in a good cardio workout, whether that's being on the treadmill or on the recumbent or whatever. I lost weight before walking, so I figure I can do it again. Right? Any thoughts?

Anyways, coming to the end of my work day - well, it's 3.20pm, so it's not close to finishing, but I am ducking out early to see the chiro, since my back has taken a step backwards and I am required back there twice a week until further notice! Grrr to being sick and mis-aligning my back! I hate waking up with headaches, so this is far better.

Ho hum. 3.31pm. The day is dragging my sorry ass through it. I've read all my blogs that I usually read - all 20something of them! I need stimulation! Errr, mental stimulation! Though, the other kind might be considered!