Thursday, 26 March 2009

The good old days

First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and drank while they carried us and lived in houses made of asbestos. They took aspirin, ate raw egg products, loads of bacon & processed meat, tuna from a can and didn't get tested for diabetes or cervical cancer.

After that trauma, our cots were covered with bright coloured lead based paints. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes we had no helmets or shoes ... not to mention the risks we took hitchhiking.

As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle. Take away food was limited to fish & chips wrapped in newspaper - not pizza shops and Mcdonalds, KFC or Nandos. Even though the shops shut at 6pm and did not open at the weekends we did not starve. We shared one soft drink with four friends from the same bottle and not one died of this.

We use to collect old drink bottles & cash them in at the corner shop for sweets and bangers to blow frogs up with. We ate cakes, white bread with real butter and drank soft drinks with sugar in but we were not overweight because we were always outside playing. We would leave home in the morning and play all day as long as we were back home when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day long and we were ok. We would spend hours building go carts and then ride them down hill with no brakes, we built tree houses and dens and played in the river. We did not have Playstations, Nintendo or have 999 channels on the tv. No mobile phones or personal computers or the internet but we did have friends and we went outside and found them.

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and there were no lawsuits from these accidents. Only girls had pierced ears. We ate worms and mud pies. You could only buy Easter eggs & hot cross buns at Easter time. We were given air guns & catapults for our 10th birthday, we rode bikes or walked to our mates and mum did not have to go to work to help dad to make ends meet.

Our teachers use to hit us with canes, the leather strap and gym shoes and bullies always ruled the school playground. The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of - they actually sided with the law!

Our parents did not invent stupid names like Kiaora, Blade, Blackcurrant & Rainbow. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility and we learnt how to deal with it. Thank God we didn’t have the health and safety brigade back then!

(I cannot take the credit for this but it certainly rang true for me lol so thought I'd share)

Wednesday, 25 March 2009

Meme

Just stolen from newplanet ......

1. Where is your cell phone? pocket
2. Your significant other? who?
3. Your hair? disappearing
4. Your mother? loving
5. Your father? retired
6. Your favourite thing? love
7. Your dream last night? x-rated
8. Your favourite drink? Coke
9. Your dream/goal? peace
10. What room you are in? lounge
11. Your hobby? curling
12. Your fear? loneliness
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? abroad
14. Where were you last night? bed
16. Muffins? blueberry
17. Wish list item? house
18. Where you grew up? Crieff
19. Last thing you did? eat
20. What are you wearing? clothes
21. Your TV? on
22. Your pets? none
23. Friends? close
24. Your life? good
25. Your mood? happy
26. Missing someone? yes
27. Car? silver
28. Something you're not wearing? shoes
29. Your favourite store? Sainsburys
30. Your favourite colour? purple
33. When is the last time you laughed? earlier
34. Last time you cried? Sunday
35. Who will resend this? nobody
36. One place that you go to over and over? school
38. Your favourite place to eat? Corierri's
39. Why you participated in this survey? bored
40. What are you doing tonight? shopping

Tuesday, 24 March 2009

That KODAK moment

I love it when you get back from a holiday and you look at the photos ..... then spot something unexpected in the background lol

I was sent this as an email and felt the need to share ......




















Tuesday, 17 March 2009

Awwww



Had a shit of a day and this cheered me up!

Also sending this gorgeous heart to everyone who reads this blog, hope it brightens up a dull day xx

The Bells ...

... wedding ones .... and jeezo - deffo not mine!

A right guid Scottish 'shin-dig' was had at the tail end of last year when my best friend of many years was getting married to another good friend of mine.

Vicki and Tam, friends for years, decided ... at last ... to tie the knot and become 'official' lol



The night before, we were all out at the hotel setting up table decorations, place settings and helium balloons hahaha ... oh the joys of helium never fade!

I was tasked with the job of usher and was given a reading to do at the church - being a teacher and used to public speaking does have some disadvantages - everyone thinks you won't mind making speeches and readings. Ah well, it was for great friends, so all was well. A cheeky slug or two from the hip flask certainly helped to settle any nerves lol

The day of the wedding arrived and I got kitted out in the kilt ... and being a true Scotsman, there was no need for any undies!! It also has the advantage of having one less item of clothing to take off at night when you've been drinking alcohol all day and night and maybe be a little worse for wear.



The bride was piped into the church by a school friend and great guy with the bagpipes. Highland Cathedral - god I love that tune!

The deed done and the happy couple now officially Mr & Mrs, it was off to the hotel for the knees up and meal.

There was a good bit of hanging around for the official photos to be taken which just meant a great deal of drinking time lol One of the bridesmaids stole my hip flask from my sporran and had a good drink ... bloody cheek!

After all 200 dinner guests took their seats in the hotel dining room, the happy couple posed for photos and cut the cake!



The meal was beautiful and so was the wine and champagne lol

It was back to the bar after the meal to allow the disco to set up for the nights entertainment. I have no idea how much I had been drinking but by the time another 200 evening guests had arrived and the disco and ceilidh music had started, I was well oiled. I must have been a little under the influence because I managed to get hauled onto the dance floor by the bride - not something that I usually do lol



As a guest at the hotel, with my room booked, I was able to take advantage of an all night bar hahaha ... myself, one of the bridesmaids, the bride and groom and a couple of the guests had a couple of nightcaps before heading to bed (not all together lmao)

A FABULOUS wedding for 2 FABBY friends!

Sunday, 15 March 2009

Homework

A little something I was sent ......

The moral of the story - CHECK YOUR CHILD'S HOMEWORK



(Here's the reply the teacher received the following day)

Dear Mrs. Jones,
I wish to clarify that I am not now, nor have I ever been, an exotic dancer.
The truth is I work at Home Depot and I told my daughter how hectic it was last week before the blizzard hit. I told her we sold out every single shovel we had, and then I found one more in the back room, and that several people were fighting over who would get it. Her picture doesn't show me dancing around a pole. It's supposed to depict me selling the last snow shovel we had at Home Depot.
>From now on I will remember to check her homework more thoroughly before she turns it in.
Sincerely,
Mrs. Smith

Some video clips to bring a smile

Women drivers .... I am saying NOTHING .... the video speaks for itself! LMAO

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Upgrading your mobile phone? Fancy placing an order for one of these?

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Don't judge too quickly ...

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Back ......... again

Well ....... don't want to count the number of times I have said this .... but here I am again!

Have been super busy ... lots of family stuff been happening over the past couple of months.

The BEST news is my new baby nephew Calum. Super gorgeous little bundle of joy - well, I can say that because I don't have to put up with the screaming, constant feeding, burping, peeing and pooing ........ oh the joy of being an uncle - you can hand them back LOL

The bad news involves me old dad "McTavish". As if everything he has been through already wasn't enough, he got MORE bad news! The kind of bad news that involves amputation!

After all of the health issues he was sent back to hospital with a "toe infection". Now, to me that sounds pretty harmless ..... oh no .... can't be simple or harmless for me old pops .... the toe has to come off! Well, that was the best of the diagnosis. 'The best?' I hear you cry .. YES. The next bit of news was met with stunned silence, only the sound of jaws hitting the ground could be heard! Amputation of the LEG may be needed as there may be poor blood supply to be able to save his leg! The toe is now in the early stages of gangrene and we are awaiting the results of the latest scan to find out if it's a toe for the chop or a leg.

So, when I say that things have been kinda hectic and intense, you now know - it's been a laugh or cry situation .. the more laughs the better - drowns out the bad!