Helps Relieve Distress Of Colds.

My body is currently attacking itself, I now get everything Trin gets and even everything she doesn't get. I've been sick so many times this year, it's like I've spent more time in bed than out of it. This time it's the flu and because I've taken antibiotics twice this year already I'm currently stickin this one out, old school. The other night I was so sick of Hayden having to sleep in the other room (my snoring is apparently some of the craziest he has ever heard) so I attempted to try everything, every damn product of decongestant that we own. Probably not the smartest idea I've ever had but then again I'm doped up on pain-killers right now so anything goes. I used the nasal spray, 'Vicks', 'Medicated Ointment' 'Nurofen Plus' and some incredibly potent shit called 'Head Clear'. An hour later and both nostrils were still on holiday and I was exhausted from sniffing products. Hayden came in to a bedroom that reeked of menthol products and staggered back out the door, totally overpowered by the stench of it all. I couldn't smell any of it.

Meanwhile I have a photo shoot tomorrow for an Indian restaurant that I'm doing the website for, they're putting on a big spread so we can get the scrumptious food pictures we need. I'm a little worried since I haven't been able to rise from bed in a week or so, even if I'm well enough to do it, should I be quite possibly infecting people in the food industry with this nasty bastard of a flu?

Okay, well I'm off to watch more shallow episodes of 'Sex and The City', I swear that and 'Top Gear' have saved my sanity whilst the germs have free rein.

Sending you a menthol smooch,

Gen.

Late Night Posting

I'm definitely not the regular poster I once was, I think FB has kinda replaced the idea of blogging by concentrating what you want to say into a short statement. In a way I find that a little sad because the type of self-expression I personally get from typing out a big ass rant is incomparable with one-line crackers such as: "Gen has had a shoddy day and is about to gorge on various cheesy snacks". Then again, I can always write on here and then self-plug it on my FB to ensure full explanations of such lines.

Am absolutely knackered and a tad sick so I think this'll be a shorty.

How's this for short?

Telly Telly Tut

Watchin Seasme Street with Trin this morning, whilst we munch cereal. It's funny how much they recycle the clips, I remember heaps of them from the 80's. Apparently I talk about Trin too much with people, so please forgive me if I start rambling on about potty-training and such. Thing is, we're both at home most of the day so our lives are hugely about Trin. I really think that to be a good parent (or pseudo step parent) you do have to be slightly obsessed though.

I even have a favorite Street song now:



I swear that song sticks to your brain.

I'm getting a few jobs which is nice, and Hayden might have a new regular gig in town so that's pretty exciting.

Gran's having her operation on Wednesday which is pretty scary for everyone, I'm sure she'll be fine though, she's a very tough person when it comes down to it.

So that's all the news at the moment. :)

Wees or Poos?

Six months ago, if I'd been told that my life would be run by toilet-training a two year old, calorie counting, realizing that the Christmas tree is still up and watching Led Zeppelin with my gorgeous man... well I'd've been surprised at the very least. I sure as hell wouldn't have guessed at how incredibly happy all this would make me. But I'll stop the gushing because lets be honest, no one wants to hear about the lives of the content.

I've got a few potential jobs going on soon which will rock my socks, but if anyone does know of someone looking for a designer, feel free to send their asses my way.

In other news, my big sister has started writing her amusing blog once more, if you've got a spare minute then check it out, it's under Nina to the left.

Bear hugs all round.

Fools In Love

I'm no longer drowning in my mess of life anymore. It's super crazy, I met this man who is amazing, so so amazing. Am pinching myself constantly.

I don't know what else to say for the moment, everything I write seems lame and insignificant.

In love. :)

Skinny me

My first beautiful day in Spring is being marred by some couple having a domestic next door. Meh. It's funny how some things just get under your skin and manage to irritate you.

Ugh I saw the worst film last night, 'The Ugly Truth'? Jesus. I even like both of the lead actors but it was just terrible. So incredibly predictable and not even comfortingly so. Katherine Heigl sure picked a lemon. The weird thing is though that she's not actually a bad actor, she doesn't have to just take all these romantic-comedy roles, she has proved her worth more than once over on 'Grey's Anatomy'. I guess she just wants a break from crying all the time but there are much less career crashing films to take on, so no excuses I say.

Meanwhile I've started calorie counting, crazy huh? I'm so not that kind of person but I've tried quite a few things to get over my afflictions with food and I haven't stuck to anything as of yet. Probably more my fault than the diet's but hey. So downloaded Perfect Diet Tracker and have bizarrely been enjoying it! I do like listing shit so not a huge surprise but it's quite satisfying to get to the end of the day with calories left to spend and not spend them. Although I warn you not to eat half a large pizza on this thing, the interface went bright red and made me feel bad. Twas a hard lesson to learn, like being told off by your loving teacher.

Bed hair? No that's merely my boy hair.

I'm hoping to start back on blogging medicinally after having put it on secret squirl for awhile now.

I'm trying to figure out the point of Twitter because it absolutely boggles me how popular it has gotten and whilst I now refuse to be on the other webby networks because I'm tired of being 'friended' by people I didn't like in High School or at one of my random shitty jobs, but mostly my addiction to those fucking inane online quizzes. I'd say how proud I am that I never went so low as to get an online farm but I'm pretty sure my Hogworts banner launched me to a sad status.

Other than all that I have a wedding to look forward to in a few months with some very close friends in Wellers and a much needed uprooting of my current hairstyle. I swear I looked in the bathroom mirror today and saw my head covered in 15 year old boy hair, it was a sight to behold, believe me.

Off to sleep now, must have serious future talks with possible future tutor tomorrow morning.