Being Prepared

My beloved Groover is reading a book about a woman whose husband dies of a heart attack and then faces the death of a daughter with cancer and he’s been thinking about death.

He’s asked for my passwords so he can post a little note on this blog, dear internet, in the event of my demise. Of course I’ve sent him some wording as well which felt a bit bizarre I must say. Still I guess it’s a good thing to be prepared - well as prepared as you can be because I’m not sure anything really prepares you for the loss of a loved one and even while you’re in the midst of “preparing” yourself you - deep down - don’t really think it will happen.

I’m mean it WILL happen eventually but will my little note be of any relevance then?

It’s not the first time I’ve written out - To be opened in the event of my death - letters. Back in 2003 when we left the kids for a couple of weeks with mum and dad while we swanned off to Whistler on a work junket, I wrote out a letter to each of my kids - just in case. I wonder where they are? The letters I mean, not the kids. Perhaps I should write out another couple for them.

This philosophy that you should live everyday as if it is your last - or in Groover’s case your wife’s last day - I suppose means that you “stop to smell the roses” but I just can’t do it. I don’t want to live like that! I want to live optimistically and enjoy the promise of a new day, week, month. Make plans YEARS in the future because even if death intervenes at least I’ve had the pleasure of making those plans.

And if writing this blog is tempting fate - so be it. Know internet that I have lived and loved well and enjoyed life along the way. And if Groover were to pop his clogs - well at least he won’t have to worry about my death. Love you honey! :)

In the meantime - maybe I’ll cook for a while…

Photo call

Number one son has won an Aussie Award. This means he did something responsible and was recognised for it by his peers - in his case he found a used syringe in the playground and alerted a teacher. Sign of the times eh?

And the kids have had their swimming carnival - my daughter’s first - they both did well getting PBs and winning some ribbons to take home.

I’ve spent the weekend gardening and cleaning out our spare room. I’m finding the weekly reticulation check strangely compelling. I roll out of bed of a Sunday morn - this Sunday still feeling the effects of some walking lunges at the gym on Friday and not bizarrely because of the alcohol of the night before - consumed in copious quantities at a friend’s barbeque - and I get myself a coffee - expresso of course - and wander around the garden checking the retic.

Then every week there is bound to be a few problems so I’m in bathers right - and I fix them. It’s very satisfying when each station does what it’s supposed to. And before you say - you sad old woman - I know others find it as compelling as me so there.

Speaking of old… I found confirmation I’m nearing 40 - and it wasn’t the grey hair on my head - DEPRESSING!

Speaking of work… we’re currently in the throes of speculation… do other businesses have the same thing when one person may or may not leave? It makes for interesting times that’s all I can say. I suppose (according to the papers) we’ll find out tomorrow what the deal is.

underland and underwater

OMG apologies regular readers for my absence. No excuses. But be assured that other areas of my life have also been ignored. Yes internet it’s not just you! I haven’t been to the gym for a week (until today) either.

But I’m back, focussed and ready for action.

In fact I’ve had a few things on. First was Underland - which is on at the moment at His Maj. Totally loved this production. Real ballet - in that they pointed their toes - awesome score by Nick Cave - brillant dance. If you want to see great dance go and see this. After the disappointment of the WA Ballet, I was blown away.

Then the kids had their swimming carnival which was an eye-opener. When you see them thrashing around in the water at home it’s hard to think of them as particularly brilliant swimmers. They are fast thrashers! And turning the water to foam got them a bag full of ribbons of which they (and we) are very proud.

I’ve taken quite a few photos and I will do a photo catch up soon. Apologies.

Also been to a couple of 40ths - yes it’s THAT year. My sis is in town and oh yeah, me and East came first at Bridge on Saturday. Not good, because we were hoping to keep the expectations of our mixed team partners low before they get disappointed with our playing during “the big comp”. Ah well.

Clouds

Are over Perth at the moment but some hot weather is on the way. That’s just for those in freezing climes who need to know that somewhere in the world it’s hot.

Speaking of clouds and thanks to Mrs Hardly for the link to this - here is Sultanablog’s word cloud:

She also has this little link to share:

Apparently I resemble the following celebrities…
Ralph Fiennes 67% - gee, thanks a lot
Pearl S Buck 63% - who??
Helen Hunt 59% - now you’re talking
Natalie Portman 58% - yay
Therese of Lisieux 58% - always said I was saintly
Hilary Rodham Clinton 58% - hmmmm
Martin Sheen 54% - okay now we’re getting silly