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not Okay. OK?

I am still not OK.
But that is OK.
Cause it is OK to not be OK if you recognise why you are not OK and are striving to BE OK and it is OK to know that being OK is going to take time.
And that is OK.
Or is that Okay? Or as Flanders would say Okily-Dokily.
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Le sigh…

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The noise level has increased ten fold.
The washing machine is going 24/7.
We keep restocking the fridge and it seems to empty seconds later.
There are clothes, shoes, phones, cords, empty glasses, dirty plates, socks, bags spewing their contents and crumbs everywhere.
A never ending parade of people coming in and out of the front door.
Bags packed full [...]

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Movie night

Last night we had a MagnetoBold good old fashioned movie night.
Boo was all ‘Would you all care for some popcorn?’
And then he went and made it for us.
And I was all melty melty onto the floor because OMG THE CUTENESS!
So we sat.
And watched Monsters v Aliens.
Just me, MPS, Boo and Ring-in-Ranga.
Oh yes, we had a [...]

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Sofitel Melbourne can suck it.

Didn’t that last post look blissful?
The room service was awesome (except for the broken table…) and the bed was exquisite.
I posted that pic in the hopes that the worst of the weekend was behind us. Alas it wasn’t.
Sofitel Melbourne sucks.
We arrived at the hotel and parked our 10 year old car next to brand new [...]

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I’m bringing sexy back

So I am sitting here, resplendant in my sock slippers and yoga pants

wrapped up in a Lightning McQueen blanket and surrounded by a sea of wadded up tissues when the doorbell rings.
I get up to go to the door, passing the window as I stagger the 10 feet and notice the lawnmower guy literally JUMP [...]

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Compliment or backhanded bitch slap?

Today while I was slapping on the warpaint applying my mascara I was reminded of a compliment I received as a teen.
I was doing work experience at a salon – I had dreams of becoming a world famous makeup artist, flitting around the world part-ay-ing on down with the rich and famous and them loving [...]

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Ara… Arac… Arachn…that totally rational terror.

I woke this morning at the God awful hour of FIVE AM to get one of the Damn Emo friends, N* ready to be picked up. After another loooooong sleepless night with Boo.
This would be like day 3, or 5, or four hundred thousand, I don’t freaking know, I am not even sure my clothes [...]

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cough splutter whiiiiiiiiine & and actual post.

I have the lurgy. The sucky crappy whiny bug.
And I got my period. A week early.
So yeah, I am a joy to be around.
Oh and lets not forget the zit the size of a planet that has taken up residence on the side of my chin and throwing off my balance. And I sound like [...]

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Pull my finger.

We are obsessed with all things smelly in the Magneto Bold house.
Farts, letting fluffy off the chain, ‘Vince’ (when you let one rip you yell out Vince), cutting the cheese.
Poo, bowel movements, dropping the kids off at the pool, laying a cable, giving birth to a public service manager, touching cloth.
They all make us snigger.
Fecal [...]

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Um, excuse me, what just happened here?

I think I just gave my 16 year old permission to smoke weed.
The wacky tobacky. Shit, hash, ganga, spliff…. call it what you will. I think I just gave my kid the OK.
The conversation started off innocently enough. Moo came in while I was on the computer, assumed the position as decreed [...]