See you in 2010!
Damn sick of hearing about Mr. T Woods and his affairs. He's like last year's Amy Winehouse, never out of the headlines. The latest thing on the radio about him was the excuse he did what he did because of what his father did and he was distressed by it. If he saw he own dad cheat on his mum, saw and felt the pain, yes you could say he saw and replicated that, equally you could say he saw the pain caused and vowed never to do it. You are responsible for your own actions and to like father ... like son , well I don't think it's black and white, a lot of it depends on yourself.
In my own world, my dad cheated on my mum am I going to do the same thing ? I saw the pain it caused and the trouble and it made me more determined not to do the kind of things that made me hate him. He's also a compulsive gambler spending most of his life in a casino, I feel so much revulsion that I've never stepped foot into a Casino ever.
Trying to improve my photography ....
Growing up our family never really celebrated Xmas, we didn't give or get any gifts, have a turkey dinner, maybe send some Xmas cards. My dad was at home on Xmas day because the casino was closed. I never had the shock of finding out Santa Claus does n't really exist. Every year during Christmas something was sure to happen the Christmas decorations he always made an effort to put up, the Charlie style way of course.
We never had a Christmas tree at home (one year me and my siblings pretended the potted plant was a Christmas tree, wrapped our own presents to put underneath it), but we did have the fairy lights for a tree. Which were taped to the top of the living room wall. After a week or so the tape would peel away leaving bits of the lights dangling, coming off. In later years, the fairy lights became disco style lights.
I just happened to revisit my Vox account and realized that I've been absent for almost 6 months. That means it's been 6 months since I sat down to just freely write. And that's 6 months too long.
I wish I could say that life has been really blah while I was gone. To be honest, I really started posting more and more stuff on Facebook and reconnecting with old friends. And I've been out living life, as I ought.
I took a few minutes to revisit my posts from 2009, and, well, it's kind of amazing how much The Boy has grown and changed, and I'm so intrigued to see how I've grown as a person. I feel like I'm kind of getting the hang of this motherhood thing, like I can take that role in stride now and not let it be my primary focus. As such, I've started wearing short skirts again and occasionally heels, and I'm taking better care of myself. That's not to say that I gave up wearing jeans, of course. I still wear them, but they're a little more fashionable now and not simply utilitarian.
Recent introspection has made me realize that I really haven't been myself for a while. I took a trip up to New York the weekend after Halloween and kind of found myself again. I saw glimpses of a younger, happier, more vibrant Eileen and realize that's the real me. That's the Eileen I need to get back to.
So, this past month has been interesting, at best, as I rediscover myself. Basically, I'm the same person, but I'm taking steps to figure out - and go after - what I want and be the kind of person I want to be. I feel like an amarylis bulb that was sitting dormant in the ground for such a long time, now finally blessed with the right conditions that are enabling me to bloom once more.
And it's a great feeling.
The parents live in a a block of flats full of old folks. When I go up to visit them I see the other elderly people around and occasional have to help them fix a TV or translate a letter something like that (though my brother gets the bulk of these duties). I blogged about this before that I feel most old people have two extremes, they can be jolly and bright or grumpy and uptight, most falling in the latter category. I wonder have they become that way because of circumstance ? Is that the fate for everyone ? There one of the old ladies in the flats, I can jam jokes and hip hop bullsh*t with, she doesn't take life too seriously.
There is a new book called the Wonder Years I was looking at, it's about elderly people only starting to take up sports in the later years of life. Like body building in your 70's or archery in your 80's. These guys didn't believe age was a limit, I can put my hand up and say they made me feel shameful and inspired me too. We can shape our lives by the choices and decisions we make.
After all the news and watching the long around 20 minutes of the video showcasing it, I registered for a google wave invite, which I joined and I noticed I had some other gmail contacts there too. After messing around with some test posts and playbacks, also trying the instant ping ... now what do I do with it ? I don't have many people to collaborate or communicate with ..!
The instant message ping is ok for short sessions, but the older text remains at the top of the screen which is split into two for your text and the person you are talking to, because of this if the conversation is too long you have to manual scroll the screen to view the new text WTF ! Also the interface is somewhat confusing I've accidently created many "blips" within the wave.. (it's not as exciting as it sounds)
The sites I visit for work are for electronic components which are usually designed in a sterile and functional way.. however l one of them strives to be different Samtec with it's mascot tiger !
On the front page of the website the tiger is humorously photoshoppped into different scenarios, ok the photoshopping maybe a bit flaky but the results and intent are a refreshing change with a good dose of humour !
Some of my favourites
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The tiger is on the error pages too !
