opps. slightly abandon this one

its been a while. since i last updated this.

stuff has happend.
DJ has not had that many fits. lasting around a two and a bit months since the last one. which is really good. sadly DH didn't quite remeber how to deal with them at 4.45am thismoring so i was woken to dispence the meds. joy -.-' mainly as i have my wisdom teeth comming down up top and i am the grumpist bitch out. really.

I've also lost my marbles and i'm studying at uni via distance. 'siff i didnt have enough on. but hey. i want to 'better' myself and hopefully get into hospitals (SCN and like mainly) and why not start it now? it gives me an "out" once i save up for a laptop i'll be right (and blog more LOL) but yes.

we've got a dog. Boof he's 8months now? he's a little jackrussll and well he got his name when he got home and i chucked him in the house yard i called a few names n finally said "Oi boof head common" he came back. the name stuck although its more often "Boofy - d" as DJ and Vic get their names used like that too.
i now have 13 chooks. two of them babies. so cute and one egg being sat on. boof chases the chooks. hasn't killed one. but once the weather cools i'll be getting a muzzle and chaining him (he has a harness around him, not a collar when chained up) and chaining him up next to the chook shed till he learns the chooks are "there" and not play toys. he's learning. slowly. 'russles are hunting dogs. so its a matter of training. but he's fantastic with the kids. and sleeps on/in my bed. yes he's spoiled but i dont know may 6month old pups (at the time) that could handle having a snag waved about 6cm from their snout several times and not flinch. yes boofy d did that. but throw a live chook and he's off. he's a semi scruff jackrussll. and cheeky as hell. he honstly pulled me out of a very, very, VERY black hole i found myself in. which is a blessing as we also had to put our cougar cat down about a month before christmas which was shitfully hard.

it also lead to a clash with father out law as the selfish bastard wanted to prolong cougars life becuase HE couldn't say good-bye. as in wanted to take him back to his place (3hrs away) for 'pelative' care. and i mean it nicely but FUCK OFF. i'd be the one to care for that cat had he come home. between him and the kids and the dog the chooks AND the fish. it was too much. the vet had no idea how the cat lived as long as he did. his figures for his kidneys/liver where off the chart. fuckingselfish out law.

christmas was ok. saw the out laws. saw the BOL and SOL. and their child. who is cute. BOL freaked that Boof would attack. umm he's with DJ all day every day. he knows "walk away" he also knows a child. he'll growl and mouth, but never brake the skin. he'll warn then walk. simple. this is a man who as a fucking husky as a dog and is worried about boof? yuh, makes that much sence to me as well.

this year started off hung over and spewing on the shower floor. just how i wanted it. after everything 2011 threw at me. at people i care deeply for. i needed to purge and clense myself of it. stupid but damn i felt better after it.

This year i'm studying. going to be taking the boys to play group and going to make myself better. i've got an aim to lose 10kg by the end of march. which i will do. and just make things i need to happen happen.

hopefully this blog wont be forgotten/neglected again. its nice to have a place to go BLEEEEERCH with it all. as sadly sometimes the spoken word cannot be erased and re-said.