Friday, October 24, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
For those who know nothing, from what I have read, at a particular private boys school, some sort of sporting game "got out of hand" resulting in a student receiving multiple leg fractures. This same student had previously been bullied & after this incident the entire year 12 class was suspended for a few days.
The class OR some of the students rebelled in the form of “muck up” by drunken(?) vandalism in the local suburb of Kew allegedly jumping on cars, one of which allegedly received $5,000-00 worth of damage.
I have heard radio interviews branding this year 12 group the “the worst year 12 in 30 years” at the school, prior to the muck up incident.
I suspect we do not have all the facts yet, but regardless of the muck up incident, it does seem clear that there has been systematic bullying towards at least one student at this school, which I certainly do not condone.
It got me thinking about my own year 12 muck up day & how our behavior would have been considered at the time. I have no idea; I was completely oblivious to it. I wonder if today’s kids are as well?
Of our original 63 student intake in year 7, 21 of us made it through to year 12 at my Victorian country high school. The total student population at our school then was around 365.
We were given a stern lecture prior by the deputy principal, head mistress & year 12 coordinator about acceptable behavior on our last day of school. I really can’t recall what they said & I doubt it had any impact on our plans.
I lived a 45 minute bus ride away from school, but stayed in town the night before at my grandfather’s house in preparation. We all dressed up in crazy shorts (some of the girls wore tights underneath) with white shirts & suit jackets. Some of us wore crazy hats as well.
Sorry for the poor quality of the photo, I've yet to figure out how to scan & edit photo's properly.
This is our year 12 on muck up day. I am centre middle row.
As we were few, we split up to carry out our missions. Some of us went around to our teachers homes & put honey on all the gate handles & fence railings as well as putting vegemite &/or peanut butter under the door handles of their cars.
One of us left a window ajar in a store room adjoining the graphic’s room (I think this narrows it down to about 5 students now!) so that we could break in & decorate various lockers, toilets etc with more steamers & balloons & possibly even a few flour bombs. It was a while ago.
Our crowning glory was stealing our year level coordinators bike which he rode to school every day, decorating it with streamers & balloons before hoisting it up the flag pole in the quadrangle assembly area.
We all met up afterwards at the rotunda in the main street for a chicken & champagne breakfast. The champagne then was more commonly known as spewmante (spumante) or 2 buck chuck & chuck indeed I think a few of us did. I had only just turned 18 & hadn’t acclimatized myself to booze having strict non drinking parents. We then wandered off to school in full attire.
Yes I am sure we made a lot of noise in the early hours of the morning, possibly waking residents. Yes, we probably did display a little drunken behavior. Yes we did break into the school. Yes we did steal a bike. I’m not sure our honey, vegemite or peanut butter stunts actually damaged any motor vehicle or gate.
With all the pressure leading up to exams, I think students do need to release some of that pent up tension. I guess what it comes down to is the morals(?) or sensibilities of the students at the time as to what they do, what boundaries they push & harm the inflict on others. I guess my year 12 muck up day was pretty tame; although we all thought we were pretty clever & sophisticated back then (1988)!
What did you do?
Monday, October 20, 2008
Life was somewhat chaotic last week. We landed a large, important, impromptu job Tuesday/Wednesday, that resulted in 70% of our work force being required Thursday, Friday & today, for completion by 4pm today. So far so good. But it required a lot of organisation, hire plant & equipment. Plumbing Boy was quite stressed. Between that & getting him ready for his weekend away, meant little exercise for me. I was on phone duty over the weekend as well (we run a 24/7 business) & our new plumber was on standby. As we were quite busy, I didn't do any exercise then either. I could have gone for a walk, but to be honest, couldn't be shagged.
I took Rosy to the vet on Saturday morning for her annual check up - the poor possum has lost a few teeth. I am such a bad mamma I didn't even notice! Not that I regularly look in her mouth. It seems to have had no effect on her play fighting. It does explain why she has become such a messy eater though - in the last month or so, she's regularly been dropping her food into her water bowl, so much so that I've moved it a foot or so away from her food bowl. The food must be falling out where her teeth are missing! Might have to put a place mat under her bowl if she gets any worse.
On the upside, she's finally lost weight! 300 grams. Every year for the past 5 she's put on weight & Dr Murray has restricted her diet, then she puts on more weight, then we reduce the food again! I was convinced she has another food source. Perhaps she's slowing down a little & cant catch the mouseys as well. She'll be 10 this Christmas. Otherwise, Dr Murray was very happy with my little stray cat.
For those don't know, Plumbing Boy found my cat on an industrial factory site not quite 10 years ago. The workers had caught her & were about to wring her neck. He stepped in & said he knew someone who'd take her. On Inspection Dr Murray thought she was about 6 months old, malnourished & possibly the runt of the litter. After a bit of constipation, he xrayed her to find she's had a break in her back at the base of her tail; possibly from hiding under a pallet on the industrial site. This affected her ability to poop, so she's always been on a preventative diet; but other than that has been very healthy.
She couldn't jump up onto the couch when I took her home - the break must have been fairly recent & still causing her pain. I think it took a full year before she climbed the fence (1.8m) & then another 6 months before she climbed a tree. After that she's pretty much been like your average moggy. I love that damn furball to pieces!!! (sorry all you non cat people!)
Monday, October 13, 2008
Is Plumbing Boy & I.
It seems quite surreal.
Back in May on our annual holiday, we made some plans for the future which involved us deciding on finally getting married. It was our 16th anniversary on Friday. Plumbing boy decided he wanted to do the traditional thing & ask my Dad first, so I have been patiently, then impatiently, then patiently again, waiting. Since May.
Mum & Dad were all packed up & ready to go Sunday morning (about 3 weeks ago) & had waited for Plumbing boy to come back from a job so they could say farewell. We were sitting around having a cuppa & a chat; we were actually taking about the demise of several relationships over the years amongst other family members, when plumbing boy says, “on that note, we might try & improve the odds. I’d been hoping to get (Dad) on his own, but since you both pretty much do everything together, I suppose now is as good a time as any to tell you that we decided back in May, that we’d like to get married but before we do, I wanted to ask your permission I suppose, to become your son in law”. Mum was shocked (she’s been waiting a long time) & didn’t say a word. Dad chuckled & said off course. Mum, with a tear in her eye then said “we already consider you our son in law, but that is wonderful news”.
Every now & then when I remember, my heart flutters & a silly grin appears on my face; other times, like I said, it is quite surreal.
We had no real plan of who to tell & when, although we asked Mum & Dad to keep it under their hats til I saw my sis & niece, after which they could tell who they liked.
We really had no idea how to tell the rest of the family - whether we were supposed to call them all, or let the grapevine do its job! Decided to let the grapevine do its thing since Mum was so excited. We still haven’t told all our work colleagues/staff.
It’s been kind of strange telling people. I was really nervous a couple of times, I don’t know why! We’ve had a few interesting responses like "are you pregnant?". I suppose I’ve thought that about other people in the past, but would never say it out loud! I’m not (preggers) in case you were wondering!
We haven’t gone ring shopping yet – although I’ve been looking on line :0). We figured we’d let anyone else we’ve not told work it out via the ring I guess. Although one of my cousins finally left me a big “congratulations” on my face book wall, so changed my profile to engaged in case everyone did start to think I was preggers!!! Of course a few of you out there did notice :0)
How did you tell your friends/family when you got engaged?
I’ve always wanted to just elope; but after mentioning it to the (future) mother in law one day her response was “that’s the worst thing you could possibly do to your family” we decided we can’t, as she lost her other child before he married, so Plumbing Boy’s it.
So. Now I got a wedding to plan. All tips, entertaining stories, what went right or wrong stories are welcome!!!
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
I think about it. I talk about it. I write about it. I've yet to commit to it.
Yoga will help with the stretching, strength, flexibility as well as all the internal benefits Yoga has. Next I want to do a Body Step class. If I go once a for a couple of weeks, then build up to twice a week, that will be fine.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Clothes shopping is so much faster with a 16 year old male companion!
Plumbing Boy & I were up early Saturday he for work, me for beauty! H (nephew) had a sleep in & was only just out of bed when I got home at 10.30 with new hair. I'd decided that I really didn't have anything appropriate to wear out for the birthday we were attending Saturday night as it was going to be quite formal, so headed out to highpoint.
H decided that frock shopping with me would be OK, so came along for the trip. Nothing like a 16 year old Male to help speed up a shopping process. I found a perfect little black dress in under 30 minutes at Myer after checking only 2 shops on the way. No photo's yet as someone had my camera which I received back this morning with a flat battery.
Boy Sharks have Claspers.
The 80th birthday party was fun. It was for our god daughter's Granny. Granny was very surprised indeed: the elaborate cover story to get her to the aquarium without suspecting anything completely fooled her. I got to sit with said god daughter all night & we collapsed in fits of giggles renaming Bruce the biggest scariest looking shark Brucette, or Brucellina, as he swam round & round & round where we were dining. Until I remembered that the boy sharks are the ones with claspers & Bruce indeed had a very noticeable ones. A fun night was had by all.
Rocktober is going to be the month for fitness & health for me before the silly season starts! Well, I hope so, anyway. I had a scout around for some options of exercise I like rather just than what they have on offer at my gym. How can you motivate yourself to do something if you don't enjoy it?
Heres the plan anyway:
Monday: Weights Program (done!)
Wednesday: Body Step
Thursday: Weights Program
Friday: Body Step
Saturday: decide between Weights Program, Yoga, Pump, Body Balance or a sleep in
Sunday: Rest day unless I feel particuarly motivated!
Friday, October 3, 2008
Hope everyone has a fabulous weekend!!!