OrganiSed Chaos

A quick post to say Happy Birthday to a good friend.
I won’t tell you how old he is, suffice to say he’s been around a while!!

Not as long as me, but a while all the same.
I hope your day is full of family, Guinness and lots of fun {despite the football result!!}
Now, the scary part here is there is a female version of ~m. He’s a twin!
Fortunately for all concerned, she doesn’t shave her head though!!
I’ve had the pleasure of meeting this lady on Christmas day via Skype too, so I feel quite comfortable adding her in this post.
Happy birthday to both ~m and m~.
I hope your year is full of the best things life has to offer, and that all your dreams come true.
Please wander over and give him/them your best wishes.
I know they’ll both appreciate it.

Wanted to welcome the two of you home.
I’m hoping that Christmas was fabulous for the both of you and all the family.
We so enjoyed the Skype call on Christmas Eve!
Crazy though, huh? 

Miss you both and praying you make it home safe.
*Moe, your plugins are up to date as is the new 2.9 version of Wordpress.
Didn’t want you working too hard when you came home.
btw- check your plugins. I uploaded a little surprise for you.
If I had admin on Oz, I would have done the same.
Malarky Monday can wait until next week!
Welcome home, folks, welcome home . . .
Later gators

~m

A little song while you’re unpacking

As I mentioned in an earlier post, there has been much happening in our lives, and I can assure you, most of it has been pretty shitful.
I won’t go into details, suffice to say the past 6 weeks have not been a happy time, nor has it been easy.
There have been a few times when it was close to falling apart, but as I said not too long ago, we do what we must.
Yesterday, things changed, with a dismissal.
Today it just got better, because Mark got exactly what he’s worked so hard for in the last year.
That one word {yes} will change many things for us, and for others.
The pride I feel tonight is quite extraordinary.
I wouldn’t even know where to start telling this man how proud I am of him, or how much I love him.
Sweetheart, your ethics, integrity, and the things I know you’re going to do from here on in make me smile broadly, and merely reinforce all the reasons I fell in love with you 14 years ago.
I just know how well you’re going to do this, and I look forward to seeing you bounce out of bed in the morning, ready to tackle the day that awaits with the passion I know you have.
Congratulations sweetie.
You earned this one the hard way.
Now I come to think about, I earned it too!!!
Honey, as proud as I am, know this.
You might be a big wig at work, but here at home you’re still just my husband, so you’d best be leaving the big boy boots at the front door my precious!

I love you more than you will ever know, and I’m so proud I’m almost bursting.
Enjoy.
Lord knows you’ve earned it!

How good is this baby?
Major surgery on Monday, home Friday afternoon.
Damn we breed ‘em tough don’t we????
Mark has decided he’s a future flanker for the Wallabies.
{Why does that not shock me??}
Lucas was discharged today, much to Mel and Steve’s delight, and they were going to surprise the other kids when they picked them up from school too.

The whole family thank you all for the emails, texts and messages of support.
It’s been fabulous!
For your viewing pleasure, here’s a pic of the little tough nut while he was in hospital.

Have a great weekend, and keep your eyes peeled for some fun with myself and a few others on Monday.
We can all do with a laugh on Mondays, so we’ll do our best to give you one.

Mel and Steve.
Tomorrow will be hard for you.
Very hard.
Inside is fear that clutches your hearts as your tiny little boy has his surgery, I know.
Please know I’ll be there beside you every inch of the way, and I can only hope that will help in some small way.
In an another small effort to help you, I found the Fairy of Hope.
She is there look over you all, and hopefully give you strength through what will be a difficult time.
Take hope over fear.
Please?
Hope is much warmer than the cold, icy fingers of fear.
Hope is the sweetest feeling of all.

To anyone who visits, please spare a thought and prayer for these guys tomorrow.
Lucas is only 2 1/2 months old and he’s off into hospital for surgery.
Anything you can send their way would be much appreciated.

Miss you guys already.
Glad you’re finally DownUnder . . .
Just dipped my finger into the Vegemite jar you so graciously left behind.
YumYum, Pigs Bum . . .
Welcome home.
{{{hugs}}}
~m & p