Hi all,
I can't imagine anyone even checks this blog anymore; I know I tend to give up on a blog after about 3 months without posting, but hey!

What's happened? Well, I've fallen madly in love with a man from the land in my small town. So, I live on a farm. Not really "on the farm" though, I still work in town 5 days a week, so am not as involved as I probably should be, but if I'm around and there's mustering or branding or whatever on, I join in.

Just no.

That's what my brain thinks,when I think about blogging. I wish it didn't and that my brain was all, "hell yeah! Blogging!" But it's not.

For my followers, I say sorry. I'll leave the blog up just in case my brain kicks into blogging gear. I appreciate those of you who have read my random nonsense over the years.

This isn't a final farewell. It's see ya later. Maybe.

Off

I've felt 'off' all day. Not sick, just wrong. It's weird, 'cause the word that you need to describe it at work is sick, but it wasn't sickness. Just grossness.

Off.

Feeling a little better now.

Watching Biggest Loser Finale. I can't believe what they look like.

I'd go in it, but then I'd need to get time off, and I doubt the government looks kindly on, "I need time off so that I can stand in my underwear with my fat rolling over them on national TV." I also think I could never command respect again.

But who cares? I'm lighter than I've been in ages. Since 2004 I think.

And it's still leaving my body!

Long Weekend

So I live in the country. I know that. I do. But because I go from my house to work and back during the day, the only way I can really tell is that there is only 110 kids at our 11 grade school.

And then I do something that reminds me I live in the country.

On Saturday, I drove 1.5 hours to a town with a cinema to see Battleship. And I'm glad it wasn't crap. It was quite good. Except the battleship bit with "C11" grid references. That was pretty lame.

And then I went to a grocery shop with more than 2 aisles! Great. :) I know it's all about shopping locally, but I need to have choice of more than one brand. And to know the meat hasn't been defrosted and refrozen. Or that the food I'm buying is in date.

Then I drove 1.5 hours home. It was a good day.

And when in Brisbane, if I have to drive more than 10 minutes, I won't do it.

The mind-set changes.

Nap

Had a nap at 7pm. Now 11pm and I am going to bed SO late.

Oops!

Crying

Cried at work today. Not a really big thing but I was so angry that I wasn't being listened to, that I had to let the emotion out. And I guess it's better your boss thinks you're a big girl than an angry bit.

I'm not the first one though. The new curriculum is killing joy.

Three day weekend.

I don't actually have a three day weekend; I did a 13 hour day yesterday and will be back on Monday.

But I took 5 students on an 8 hour round-trip to see a show. I loved it.

It did NOT feel like work. It was an outing with people I got to know much better and hopefully will have better relationships with.

All I can say is, having the chance to have that day is something I am honoured to have in my job.

And I realised that I am so proud to be called 'Miss'. I realised it yesterday. Like when women say their name is now Mum, my name is Miss. And I must say, I am honoured, and filled with love for the special people I allow to know me as such.