Hey guys. 
Thought I'd check in and say hi.
How is everyone?

I'm good, a little stressed at the mo as tomorrow I have to drive to the middle of nowhere and do camping  The kid wanted to go to this particular music festival and of course I don't have the $$ to buy tickets so I volunteered us almost a year ago to do 8 hours of work each in exchange for tickets. The upside is, I was allowed to nominate a band I wanted to see and not be working when they were playing so, my first shift will be done in time to see the Avalanches. That boy needs therapy and so forth. I'm kind of tired and exhausted already and the weekend hasn't even started yet lol. The kid is all excited and that's good. Part of me feels a bit sad; I'm a company-starved adult going to a festival and the teenager in me wants to get wasted and party. (Sorry, but it's a festival!!!) But I can't. I have to be mum. Still, so much good music. It'll be fun, right?

The kid is well. I campaigned hard all of last year to get her into a new school as she was miserable where she was and she started a few weeks ago. She's happy as a porcine in poo. She has friends; instead of crying every morning and coming home crying, she is out the door early to meet her buddies and I have to call her every day to find out where she is....hanging with her new peeps every day.. It's sort of awesome to see her so happy to be honest. She's still as beautiful as ever...for christmas she gave me "the 12 days of christmas" ie a picture was waiting on my desk when I got up every day for 12 days. I've attached my favourite. I really lucked out with this kid. 

The love of my life is OK- doing community service work and still living with his brother. As his community service order, he's cooking lunches at a school for disadvantaged kids. He seems to like it. No money, no license, working for free, and he's happy lol. He always liked cooking and feeding people; whenever he screwed up it was how he fixed things. He'd cook. I'm surprised; I thought a work-order would be scrubbing graffiti or something but they really got to know him and sent him to do something that really fits him. I have to begrudgingly say, maybe the judicial system doesn't always suck. They seem to have actually have tried to work with him. 

Me? I'm OK. Blah. You get by, you know? I'm not thrilled with life, but you do what you gotta do. Over and freaking over lol.

Anyway good to see you guys. I'll stop crapping on and actually read the board and see what's been going on.

-Mel

((Mel)) such a treat to hear from you.   Thanks for the lovely update. I am pleased that life is unfolding in a positive manner . I too found that i had to work hard for everything that I wanted and see that HP is challenging you in the same manner. Please remember it is all learning experiences that helps to develop wisdom and courage for the journey as well. Please keep coming back

and yours my dear

        Gidday Mel!!!

                               Blimmin resourceful, as usual.... and really nice to see the kid is happy at her school!!! ...

Hi (((((Mel))))) ,your looking Great,glad to see you back.
Hugs lu,,,your sounding great to.

MellyBobelly wrote:

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Hey David
lol, resourceful is my middle name.
How goes the poetry?

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           ...

FINDING THE AMYGDALA

Where do we find the amygdala, someone would wonder?

Would we find it under the heart, or between the shoulder blades?

Or somewhere amongst the hemispheres hidden from view?

Such are the mysteries of worlds sometimes- of meaning, at least-

filthy in the manner of a summer storm over somebodys wedding,

or a night spent roving an empty street in search of nothing at all.

Bunkum! A fool can see such peregrinations would dissolve any ill-

and push forwards any future, or simple hope, beyond the hill.

Who suffers? Why butter bread backwards and forwards, why toast?

When, after all, there is no attempt at elucidation in effect, or hope?

Revolving, and tumbling, and revving up witnesses, for retribution

stupid, and belittling at the very best, a gesture in jest, a conundrum-

winnowing in the wind, a sound, a song of confabulated witness, to wit-

a fool, a paradise to be ensconced in, and a rubber ducky for plaything.

Mel, I was just thinking about you today!  So glad things are going so well!  Enjoy that festival!!

  Came back to your thread this morning, Mel... and had a look at your picture... [on the wall...]...

  I recall going along to an Alanon meeting in Ballarat... [all of Australia is the same to me!]

   And also going to a RSL and a surf club [ossie institutions!]...

     but to do a bit of "downunder" slabberdashery in an Alanon meeting... ta die for!

      a real nice piece of homecoming... !!! ... ... ... ...

 Gidday Mel...!!!  

   Yoohoo... Mel... you are three hours behind me here- and it is morning here already- Saturday...

My stepfather died on Thursday and my SO is having radiation. So- it an honest programme I am struggling a bit from natural causes.  ...

But I am facing this well... with help and support... much better than I ever imagined.  ...

...nice to see your share... what a mission- dealing with supposed adults!!! Oh my gosh!

 On a lighter note, Mel... I entered a poetry competition- and will go and hear the winners this afternoon...  ...

Hey ((((mel)))) welcome back!  Good to have you here again. Thanks for the update. Glad things are going well and hope you won't be a stranger! :) TT

    Mel... beautiful piece of work...   ab, ab, cd, cd... well wrought!

       And just so topical, Mel...  ...

If all y'all are reading this thread- we we crossed the tracks, somewhat... If y'all are reading this share and thinking- what-the? Is this Alanon?

Mel and me are neighbours, murra less... and handing out a bit of cheek- is a part of our culture! 

Ozzies and Kozzies are some of the foremost exponents of eye contact- in the world!

Alrighty then  to Mel and David LOL TT