manners

So, it turns out that my mind is better mannered than i thought, it doesn't actually burp that much! Maybe thats because I'm just too tired to think??

Television

I have a love hate relationship with television.

It takes time away from me that could be used for better things, like building relationships with friends and family, housework (yuck) creative pursuits etc, and it takes time away from my kids that could also be better used. It also portrays things about life that are SO wrong. I really shouldn't watch romantic movies or shows, because it makes me want things that really don't exist in the real world. There are also shows that give me nightmares and anxiety attacks, but for some reason i persist in viewing them.

On the other hand, it makes a great babysitter, it means i can get things done around the house and on the computer. There are also things to learn from certain shows. It also demands nothing from me and can give a welcome break from the grind of reality.

So what is the answer. Everynow and then we ban television from the house. This usually lasts about 5 hours untill the next episonde of greys anatomy or heros. Lets face, our family just doesn't have enough willl power for this one.

Our solution - we kind of limit it, we banned scary shows, tv before school..and well thats about it for now. Does anyone out there ave a better answser?

a weighty issue

I would just like to get a few things straight about the overweight community, myself being a fully paid member. OK, so there are a few MAJOR generalisations, maybe we should just take this as being about me.

1. Contrary to popular opinion, we are not all stupid! I mean seriously, if another doctor feels the need to point out my weight problem i may just do something nasty. I mean really, I have a mirror! Also on this point, most of us actually do know how to lose weight (well I do anyway) I probably know more about calories, fat content, carbs and nutrition than the average person. There are just factors in my life that make this difficult
2. I bash myself up, call myself names and generally hate myself enough without ANYONE having to add to the pain. THANKYOU VERY MUCH
3. There is more to me than the way I look.
4. I actually have quite a few things going on in my life at the moment. (see my blog called crazy-simmy) Just because my weight is the easiest to see does not mean it is the most urgent. Sometimes if you dig a little deeper you will find more important things than a couple (ok, more than a couple) of kilos
5. Overweight people are not all lazy. Yes, i avoid excercise like the plague, but I do do other things you know, i don't sit around on my sizeable rear all day! Moving can cause considerable pain for some people. I have chronic, quite severe pain. I mean, my husband goes to bed with a headache! I live with WAY more than that on a daily basis (and no, this pain is NOT caused by my weight, visa versa actually) I can hear you all now - another excuse. Well dammit, its a bloody good one. If exercising meant you would be in bed for the next week on panadiene forte i'd like to see you try!
6. Swimming is a great alternative - less pain. Swimming involves swimming costumes - not going to happen. I have my pride. People don't need to see that.

ok, i;m done. For now....

dreams

I seem to do a lot of dreaming, in my sleep that is, i've given up on the awake variety. I suppose everybody dreams, maybe i just remember a lot of them because I spend a lot of time being woken rather suddenly from a lovely sleep (snoring hubby, screaming child, barking dog....you know, the usual)

I wonder what the purpose of these dreams are though - some of them are obvious - you're working through your day, dreaming of past loves, replaying that computer game that you spent the last three hours of your day yelling at...

The one I had last night was wierd though. I was part of this group of friends that went to a resteraunt, had dinner, danced, and then left. Ok, but then, as soon as we left, we totally forgot each other and the hole experience. BUT - this is where it gets a bit strange, every year for the next 60 years we went back to this place at the same time, went back in time, and relived the whole experience.

Now, it gets stranger and stranger. After 60 years, someone else took over this place and changed it (yeah, i know, about time) So we all went back as usuall, but couldn't go back in time. Then we all looked at each other and suddenly remembered the entire 60 years!

Then it went totally wacky and it turned out we were all dead and thenmy husband poked me in the eye with his elbow.

Some insight into the meaning or purpose of this dream would be appreciated!