I shall muse and ye shall listen!
Yes, i'm in the mood to muse (and i rather like that alliteration :P). This weekend is full of absolutely NO plans... although i THINK i may be doing Sunday School this week, in which case i'm ever so slightly screwed. For some reason, although i'm good with kids and can teach them fine, i sort of suck at taking sunday school. I don't like the teachers book thing, have trouble getting the kids to take any of it in (granted, it's pretty dull, so i wouldn't have listen when i was eight) and i always just end up letting them do something fairly off topic - not good! I hate not baing good at things. But i'm too stubborn to quit. So, i'll battle on a little longer... though it often helps if i know that i'm on and can actually prepare! Oh dear.
We had visitors tonight - first being the mother of one of the littluns on my waterpolo team. She's an absolute dude! I never knew she was so cool, but she came over to give mum some jewellery that she had made for her (she's making a business out of it) and the things were fantastic!!! She's really talented! Plus, lucky me, mum bought me one of her necklaces as an exam treat. It's gorgeous - will go beautifully with the new skirt to a certain 18th coming up :)
Stemming from this woman's visit is a comment about her daughter. She's an absolute gem too! Recently, not only has out waterpolo team unearthed some talent (embarassingly in the younger years - poor sporting buddy and i are feeling rather old), but we've bonded. All of a sudden the youger ones will smile hugely at me, yell out greetings, wave me goodbye after graduation amidst calls of 'we'll miss you!' and 'come back to help/visit us!' - way to make me feel loved! Unfortunately, our new-found closeness has arrived just in time for our last game (which we WON, by the way!!! Strange experience!). Ah well, just made me realise how much i love these girls and how much i'll miss them.
Second Visitor: My uncle Ian. Well, actually, i'm not sure if he's my uncle anymore. He was married to my aunt, dad's sister, but she died a few years ago from cancer. Does that mean he's still my uncle? Anyway, he's an absolute legend. He recently moved in with a really nice lady, called Trixie, in Tassy, but we still see lots of him. He was here for tea tonight and was so easy to talk to! I think i said more to him tonight that i've said at home in the last few weeks. He definately now knows more about schoolies/exams/my guitar than my parents do! Dinner with him was lots of fun - and, knowing my usual family meals, this was a great thing!
Ok, onto the next visitor; my other brother, Jono (a.k.a; Pon) was here tonight. He definately has the ability to make things more... interesting. To say the VERY least. Again, this is a brother i don't really know, his being a fair bit older than me and having spent lots of time with his mother when i was younger. Add that to the fact that his severe epilepsy and dabbling in illegal substances when he was younger and you have a relative stranger with some mental problems. That's not to say that he's not a nice guy or that he's a retard or anything, but he's relatively incapable of thinking things through like most people would, or living in the real world... he took the same course at TAFE four times; getting about 47% the last time, if memory serves. Does this help to explain what he's like? I've probably made him sound like an idiot, but he's just very tricky. Anyway, my point was that his visits end generally in arguments between him and dad - this being NO exception and actually making #1 on the list of huge fights. So that's always fun, you've got to love that family dysfunction. Kind of killed the buzz from Ian and Mary's visit!
Now i'm sitting here in the hovel, planning schoolies weekend, our huge new years party and how to remodel george's room. Definately more fun. But, i'll have to love you and leave you, i'm off to do something creative - i'm in an artsy mood!
I'll leave you with some wisdomous words, from those magical sooth-sayers, better known as Fortune Cookies (as much as Pon drives me nuts, he redeemed himself a little tonight by bearing edible gifts!). Mine were actually rather apt for this moment in time.
#1: Love is a canvas furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination.
#2: You would make a good lawyer for no detail escapes your attention.
I'm all mused out so...
yours, tired and floppy,
Annie
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