Category: Life and stuff


1. I had an asthma attack at work. Alhamdulillah I am OK now -’twas very frightening, enough to force me to regularly take my preventative medicine now. Ventolin is friends with Symbicort you see and they love each other so if you want to be friends with Ventolin then you need to make friends with Symbicort (even though he is terribly cumbersome and annoying and hassles one TWICE daily – in the morning and the evening and rinse the mouth out or one will get a fungal infection).

2. I spent a lovely weekend catching up with old friends and making new ones. My children have a hard time coming to terms with me actually having a life outside of them. I don’t mean that in a bad way as such. I mean, they are MY children of course. It’s just that any time I leave the house to do a bit of shopping on my own or go visit a friend, there are always tears and sadness. Husband however can walk out the door and they aren’t fussed in the least. It heartens me so to think they love me so much but then it annoys me at the same time.

3. I have reconnected with my oldest (not as in 90 years old, but you get my meaning) and dearest friend. She is one person I have known my whole life and with whom I can speak about anything and everything and know that there will always be understanding, respect and deep love. Thank God for the internet! She is thinking of doing some “guest posts” here on my blog. Perhaps she can be our resident Agony Aunt or she may decide to whinge and complain, much like I use the blog. Please welcome her if and when she arrives.

4. That is all.

I was accidentally available for a meeting organised for volunteers to help for the school fete. So dragging my 2 little ones to the staff room not knowing what I was getting myself into, we sat down to discuss what halal food we would be serving, who would do what and how much we would be charging.

My son’s school is multicultural. The school fete runs about 5 or 6 different food stalls. Chinese Food, Malaysian/Indonesian, Korean, Greek I think and then there is the Halal food store. Now these are all organised by parents and other volunteers.

Talk began on what the stall had done last year. What food was served? Was it a success? How much money did we raise? Well apparently, the school doesn’t tell individual stalls the exact amount raised because get this..the parents get too competitive.

Nevermind that any profit goes towards bettering the school for everybody but some parents make everything a bloody competition. Telling people not to buy from certain stalls and STEALING food from other stalls. Last year a group stole a carton of oil from the halal food stall. STEALING, PEOPLE!

So we have been told to expect some sabotage. SABOTAGE? At a school fete for goodness sake?

Well, you know what? Game on, molls*.

Bring it ON!

* I do not watch this program but this particular expression please me greatly.

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