It's over, hurrah.
I survived, staying at home in my own home was soooooo the best idea. I cooked and baked and sat and ate and drink and was merry with out any of the stress. Watched Tin Man christmas day sitting on the sofa while doing the sprouts and other vegs with the bowl for the peelings in my lap. This also meant we got to watch all of dr who with no distractions.
The kids are pleased with their presents, I got to see family on better terms on the 24th and on the 27th with less pressure and it's like a bit of a cocoon around myself atm. Bit like hermitting and just hanging out with the kids playing card games, board games and xbox. Even brougth the xbox up to my Mams on the 27th and inflicted singing on people with the LIPS game.
It was wonderful to see those who could pop to the pub on the 23rd, some of whom never said they were coming just arrived and got hugs.
No idea how new years will run yet, have been invited to a wonderful late supper with the promise of games afterward and to see in the new year in good company, unfortunately due to issue in work and the weather my co parent has no idea if he's finished work at 8 or at midnight or if he's going to see his parents that evening or not. /headdesk so I know where I would like to be, if I can get there remains to be seen.
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And there is somthing about the festive season which isn't quiet right with out a bit of that little matchstick girl feeling, the there for but for the grace of what ever go I.
I'm back from a funeral, the mother of one of children's class mates died over the weekend leaving her husband and 4 children behind the youngest being twins who are only 11. The church as the saying goes was black, as she was well known in the community and will be missed. Her husband looked heart broken and her eldest daughter tried to hold the family together and the boys just looked lost.
The most wonderful time of the year except when it's not and then it's really not. __________________
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Hmm, anyone thinking of upgrading to a paid account? Before January 15th? I've ten $10 coupons to pass out. Let me now if you want some discount.
Also, still have two Dreamwidth invite codes going if anyone wants?
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Given what is going on with the reporting on the reports of the sexual assault case in Listowel, I have found myself having to explain to people again and again the difference between rape and sexual assault. Which just hammers home how little irish people in general seem to know about rape, sexual assault and consent.
http://www.irishstatutebook.ie/1990/en/act/pub/0032/sec0002.html#zza32y1990s2
Criminal Law (Rape) (Amendment) Act, 1990
Sexual assault.
2.—(1) The offence of indecent assault upon any male person and the offence of indecent assault upon any female person shall be known as sexual assault. [GA]
(2) A person guilty of sexual assault shall be liable on conviction on indictment to imprisonment for a term not exceeding 5 years. [GA]
(3) Sexual assault shall be a felony.
Criminal Law (Rape) (Amendment) Act, 1990
Rape under section 4.
4.—(1) In this Act "rape under section 4" means a sexual assault that includes— [GA]
( a ) penetration (however slight) of the anus or mouth by the penis, or [GA]
( b ) penetration (however slight) of the vagina by any object held or manipulated by another person. [GA]
(2) A person guilty of rape under section 4 shall be liable on conviction on indictment to imprisonment for life. [GA]
(3) Rape under section 4 shall be a felony.
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I read the wikipedia article on the subject. I just came out even more confused. 'For two hours every day, at UTC 10:00–11:59, there are actually three different days observed at the same time. At UTC time Thursday 10:15, for example, it is Wednesday 23:15 in Samoa, which is eleven hours behind UTC, and it is Friday 00:15 in Kiritimati (separated from Samoa by the IDL), which is fourteen hours ahead of UTC.' Woah.
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I have been battling a chest infection for the last week and it's been winning was at the dr and have been giving fecking horse tables of amoxicilllin, between that and not sleeping and what now seem to be my lemsip habit, I just don't currently have the mental clarity to be doing well anything. I stood staring at my sock drawer unable to decided between stripey and non stripey so long I zoned out completely.
I got asked what I was planning on doing for dinner yesterday and couldn't think and nearly started crying, I don't want to think about what still needs to be done for the festive season.
At least the tablets from the Dr and the two types of steroid creams for my psoriasis seem to be starting to work and my face no longer looks like I "had a bit of an argument with a cheese grater" and that quote was from my Dr, wonder lady but was trying to make me laugh to make me cough again.
The kids are ok, thankfully not sick and not poking too much fun at my lack of brain, I can't focus enough to read anything for any length of time and when I try to watch a movie find myself staring into space and I have not had a cup of coffee in 5 days, the sooner I am out of this hell the better.
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