18 Jul 2010 keeping on keeping on

It is cold. I am cold. Me no likey being cold - though not as much as being too hot, but that's another thought entirely! We got our first frost for the season this morning, and I happened to want to go for a walk in it,ha. ha. My bum got sooo cold! No joke! Note to self, wear two pairs of pants next time I decide to go for a walk in frost!
I have been kept very busy with such ordinary things that its going to be hard to remember them all, LOL! Let me see . ..
Malachi is learning adding and subtracting and he is learning to read by writing the words!! The child is only five!! I have him on basic maths and counting from 1 - 20, but he's already trying to count higher. Need to tie bricks to his feet to slow him down a wee bit, because even though his spark for this sort of thing is bright, he won't learn it properly if he skims the way he's doing!
Hadassah has almost got her name down pat, but there are such a lot of letters in it she likes to leave a few out, and get creative with the rest - cute, but also frustrating at times. Trouble is she gets bored with repetition, so when she does her 'school work' in the morning I have to keep it interesting and flexible, otherwise we'll both be pulling our hair out!
Phebe has many words, and an attitude to match. She is not a girly girl like Hadassah is, but is not a tom boy - not by a long shot! While she loves being outside and playing in nature (and being covered in it), she is just as happy trapesing around the house in a pair of odd shoes (usually her brothers) singing.
Michael has been having some good days and some bad days, but we keep on keeping on. He has given up publishing the church bulletin, because he reckoned it was too stressful, and said he'll spend more time finishing the house, but I swear the boy needs a fire lit beneath him at times!!
One of my children from Sunday School as moved away, and he was the noisy one, so the class as been very tame, I feel mixed emotions about this. He is missed. My garden is still growing, howbeit slowly. I just planted out some celery seedlings and have surrounded them in snail bait in hopes I can get them established. Bulbs are popping up every which way, and I don't know what half of them are! Ohhh, love the suspense! Still hate having to dry the clothes inside as it makes the house mega dusty, and I find myself having to vaccuum every second or third day to keep the dust bunnies at bay! Muddy boots live permanently at the back door, and little muddy foot prints are to be seen every where if I'm not quick enough (especially in my white bathroom!). . . . hmmmmm, what else?
We went and saw my parents recently at Golden Beach again, and every one is well, though Mum is still looking rather frail from the accident. The children had a mad time with their Aunties and Uncles, and Michael and I got to spend some quality talking time with Mum and Dad, which is unusual as there isn't usually time. Tell you what, though. I can't, for the life of me, remember what we talked about! AND I forgot my camera! AND my phone ran out of juice so I couldn't use it!!
Mum and Dad have run out of water at the home in Wyreewa, so they have had to move to the Golden Beach house till it rains enough at Wyreewa til fill the tanks. This is a blessing for me, as Golden Beach is only an hour or so away, so we can actually get to them without having to spend the nigh! When Mum first told me about it I said to her that when she had to do the big shop at Sail to call me and I'd meet her there and help out,  'cause last time she needed to do a big shop there she got so worn out and broken she could hardly move the next day. So Mum called me this morning and I am meeting her tomorrow. This is good and bad. Good because I get to help out, and bad because it's the end of a pay fortnight for us, and I don't know if the money is going to be there if I run into problems! Never mind. It'll be a fun day. I'm sure!
My affliction is still with me. The doctors have no idea what's wrong with me, and all the tests have come back normal (pap smear, swap, blood test) and yet not only am I not pregnant (as far as I know, ) but every time my body goes through ovulation and menstrational cycles I get sick, like morning sickness sick! Its not comfortable. Any ideas? I'd be happy with anything to go on at the moment, as I just haven't a clue!

Mum and I had an easy time together. There is never any trouble talking or keeping silent (mostly the former, lol!), and we both enjoyed it thoroughly.
The coolest I've ever been in is minus 15, and that was at Sugarloaf, near Canberra. We STILL didn'get snow!!!!!
All my tests came back 100% normal. I have a massive pain in my lower back today, it goes all the way down my right leg, and I cannot swing it (I can bend my knee's and wiggle my toes, etc, just have trouble swinging at the hip, HURT!!!  And the painkillers aren't working, so I'm doing a lot of sitting :P It feels like a combination of a chill and a pull, but to the extent of my knowledge I've done neither . . . . We-ell, I needed to slow down a bit! LOL!
 The time with Mum was lovely, I was able to make sure she had plenty to eat and drink, and not lift or push heavy stuff, (which, as you know, is what wears you out the most on shopping days!) and I got Michael to call her when I got home to make sure she'd made it, and Michael said she sounded quite chipper, so work done well, methinks!

I keep telling my MIL, instead of telling myself whatever most people will mutter through clenched teeth, I say 'I love my children!" LOL! Amazingly enough, it does help a wee bit. I never say I can't do it, or its too hard in anything but jest, because the moment you say it seriously your in for a hard time! Oh, and its good I have plenty of hair, too!!
Thanks for the matches! Will probably be putting them to good use soon, LOL!
I am just sort of ignoring whats happening within me to the best of my ability, because worrying about it is only hurting me. So long as I don't get too tired, the going is steady. Its when I get tired that things get tough.
Mum and I had a lovely time, along with Tamar and Hannah (siblings numbers seven and eleven), a geed chin wag along with the serious stuff of grocery shopping. And best yet, I know Sale a wee bit better now!