Thursday, 26 January 2012
Sober in a Nightclub: What is going on here?
Sober in a Nightclub: What is going on here?: Cow chasey? Via
Monday, 23 January 2012
While hubby is away I will......
Sit around and buy shit off the Internet. No really. Now is my best time to get in and make all those expensive purchases he would criticise me about. Now I can look at him and say 'no honey, I've have this for ages' (ages = the amount of time you have been gone).
Ahhh...my new strategy of dealing with the IL's. It's perfect.
Thursday, 19 January 2012
Monday, 16 January 2012
A week already?
Wow, it's been ages since my last post. Sorry for those who wait with bated breath to hear the next crazy instalment of my life!
The horses arrived safe and sound and they have been keeping me kind of busy. Which is good, because quite frankly I need to spend more time outside moving around and less time on my fat arse in front of the computer.
We are thinking of getting some backpackers to help out on the station. Friends of ours have them and say they are generally cheap and hard working, which would be different to the IL's who are expensive and lazy. What do you think? Is it worth the drama?
The horses arrived safe and sound and they have been keeping me kind of busy. Which is good, because quite frankly I need to spend more time outside moving around and less time on my fat arse in front of the computer.
We are thinking of getting some backpackers to help out on the station. Friends of ours have them and say they are generally cheap and hard working, which would be different to the IL's who are expensive and lazy. What do you think? Is it worth the drama?
Tuesday, 10 January 2012
Phew!
Well, it's been a busy five days or so - husband's wallet was found (left in the truck - so not my fault at all!)
Mustering & branding cattle. Our own personal herd is coming along - we have 7 steers to sell the next time the truck goes. It's not a lot, but it's a start, and we're keeping all the heifers at the moment.
We had a nice spot of rain that has cooled things down a bit - the temperature has dropped 20 deg in a day (from 40 deg to 20 deg). So, very nice.
I'm home alone at the moment (except for the baby). Hubby & No. 1 son have gone to take cattle to the feedlot & pick up supplies in the truck. And my horses! It might sound odd, but I have never really had a horse of my own before. I inherited 2 ex-racehorses from my Dad, both of which are completely useless to me, one because he's dead (killed himself in the cattle yards) and the other because she thinks she's still a racehorse. Not a good trait in a horse when she's over 20 years old and the last time I was jockey weight I was in primary school!
So, I splurged and spent the princely sum of $300 for a horse and $600 on a horse for my sons. I am very excited about having a horse of my own, it's just one more piece of independence from the family. Of course I have been invited to ride their horses, but I never feel comfortable doing so. There is always the implied critisism and that they are doing me such a great favour.
I was banned from using the MIL's horse because I called her a fat bitch (the horse not the MIL). Apparently I hurt the horses feelings. Suits me just fine, the horse IS a fat bitch and not worth my time. I was doing them a favour by exercising her prior to a competition (the MIL doesn't ride - hasn't been on a horse in 20 years, just buys horses and lets you use them if it suits her). Sounds like sour grapes I know. But bluuu... don't care.
So, home alone, me & No. 2. I was meant to go with Hubby and leave 1 & 2 with MIL, but she's sooo terribly ill she can't possibly look after my kids. Now if my kids were little bastards I would understand, but my kids are exceptionally well behaved - sometimes weirdly so. Hubby said it's just a coincidence, but it seems to me that every time I NEED help from the in-laws they are too sick, too busy, too wrapped up in themselves to give a shit about me & my kids.
Phew! Rant over.
Mustering & branding cattle. Our own personal herd is coming along - we have 7 steers to sell the next time the truck goes. It's not a lot, but it's a start, and we're keeping all the heifers at the moment.
We had a nice spot of rain that has cooled things down a bit - the temperature has dropped 20 deg in a day (from 40 deg to 20 deg). So, very nice.
I'm home alone at the moment (except for the baby). Hubby & No. 1 son have gone to take cattle to the feedlot & pick up supplies in the truck. And my horses! It might sound odd, but I have never really had a horse of my own before. I inherited 2 ex-racehorses from my Dad, both of which are completely useless to me, one because he's dead (killed himself in the cattle yards) and the other because she thinks she's still a racehorse. Not a good trait in a horse when she's over 20 years old and the last time I was jockey weight I was in primary school!
So, I splurged and spent the princely sum of $300 for a horse and $600 on a horse for my sons. I am very excited about having a horse of my own, it's just one more piece of independence from the family. Of course I have been invited to ride their horses, but I never feel comfortable doing so. There is always the implied critisism and that they are doing me such a great favour.
I was banned from using the MIL's horse because I called her a fat bitch (the horse not the MIL). Apparently I hurt the horses feelings. Suits me just fine, the horse IS a fat bitch and not worth my time. I was doing them a favour by exercising her prior to a competition (the MIL doesn't ride - hasn't been on a horse in 20 years, just buys horses and lets you use them if it suits her). Sounds like sour grapes I know. But bluuu... don't care.
So, home alone, me & No. 2. I was meant to go with Hubby and leave 1 & 2 with MIL, but she's sooo terribly ill she can't possibly look after my kids. Now if my kids were little bastards I would understand, but my kids are exceptionally well behaved - sometimes weirdly so. Hubby said it's just a coincidence, but it seems to me that every time I NEED help from the in-laws they are too sick, too busy, too wrapped up in themselves to give a shit about me & my kids.
Phew! Rant over.
Thursday, 5 January 2012
Awww crap
I have lost my husbands wallet. Not on purpose or anything, but as he hasn't seen it for over a week in his mind I have lost it (not him!). Still, it's a great motivation to clean the house, but with a 6yr old and a toddler, the damn thing could be anywhere! Back to work I go.
Wednesday, 4 January 2012
All aboard for crazy town!
OK so we had a bit of an incident here today. Luckily I wasn't involved, because, quite frankly I've had my share of crazy for the moment.
My teenage sister-in-law (my husband's youngest sister) decided that she was leaving home today and heading to the big smoke. So far so good. My mother-in-law didn't agree with her decision so ordered my brother-in-law to sabotage her car. That done, my other brother-in-law saw that the car was disabled and helpfully fixed it (now he is in the MIL bad books but that's not unusual). MIL then hid the car keys, SIL found them.
A stand off is continuing as MIL sits in the front seat of the car with her dog, refusing to budge, letting the dog fart and stink out the car for all eternity. SIL is sulking on the veranda while FIL wonders who will cook his dinner.
All in all, situation normal here in crazy town.
My teenage sister-in-law (my husband's youngest sister) decided that she was leaving home today and heading to the big smoke. So far so good. My mother-in-law didn't agree with her decision so ordered my brother-in-law to sabotage her car. That done, my other brother-in-law saw that the car was disabled and helpfully fixed it (now he is in the MIL bad books but that's not unusual). MIL then hid the car keys, SIL found them.
A stand off is continuing as MIL sits in the front seat of the car with her dog, refusing to budge, letting the dog fart and stink out the car for all eternity. SIL is sulking on the veranda while FIL wonders who will cook his dinner.
All in all, situation normal here in crazy town.
Monday, 2 January 2012
New Year New Me
Wow. This is it. Starting my own blog. My husband suggested that I needed a place to be able to vent, share, get on my high horse and mouth off - without upsetting anyone around me. Where to do such a thing? The internet of course!
So, here I am. Sharing my life and my frustrations with the world.
Why the name 'Just a Wife' you might ask. Before all you multitasking superwomen out there get your knickers in a knot - the title 'Just a Wife' is meant to be slightly sarcastic, a little tongue-in-cheek and hopefully will speak volumes to all the other women out there just like me.
See, I am in a pretty interesting situation. Not unique by any means, but it might seem a little odd to many others out there. I am the wife of an eldest son on a family owned and operated agricultural enterprise. I live with my parents-in-law, in an isolated part of Australia over 1000km away from my family, more than 400km from the nearest supermarket and the closest person my age who I have anything in common with lives more than 3 hours drive away (on a dirt road).
Before I married, I had a job, hobbies, friends, my own house and I gave it all up for love. I don't regret it for a moment - my husband is the best, most awesome man alive (better than Hugh Jackman, Brad Pitt & George Clooney all rolled into one!). But sometimes it is really hard to go from being a real, live person to being Just a Wife.
So this blog is for the others out there like me. Those who love their husbands and families but get a little crazy sometimes when their life takes turns that are hard to deal with. Families are complex, dynamic and often unstable things (a bit like old explosives) and it can be hard to live with your in-laws day in and day out, removed from the 'real world' and often miles away from friends and family.
I will share my experiences with you and those of my friends (names & locations changed to protect privacy of course - because at the end of the day we still have to live with these people!). Some will make you laugh, some will make you cry and some will make you shake your head and wonder why we just didn't pack our bags and go. But this is my life, and for better or for worse, I chose it. I just need to bitch about it sometimes!
Feel free to share or comment. Pass this blog on to anyone who might benefit from it. All those women out there who are just a wife unite! and share, learn, laugh and love with me as I share my life with you.
So, here I am. Sharing my life and my frustrations with the world.
Why the name 'Just a Wife' you might ask. Before all you multitasking superwomen out there get your knickers in a knot - the title 'Just a Wife' is meant to be slightly sarcastic, a little tongue-in-cheek and hopefully will speak volumes to all the other women out there just like me.
See, I am in a pretty interesting situation. Not unique by any means, but it might seem a little odd to many others out there. I am the wife of an eldest son on a family owned and operated agricultural enterprise. I live with my parents-in-law, in an isolated part of Australia over 1000km away from my family, more than 400km from the nearest supermarket and the closest person my age who I have anything in common with lives more than 3 hours drive away (on a dirt road).
Before I married, I had a job, hobbies, friends, my own house and I gave it all up for love. I don't regret it for a moment - my husband is the best, most awesome man alive (better than Hugh Jackman, Brad Pitt & George Clooney all rolled into one!). But sometimes it is really hard to go from being a real, live person to being Just a Wife.
So this blog is for the others out there like me. Those who love their husbands and families but get a little crazy sometimes when their life takes turns that are hard to deal with. Families are complex, dynamic and often unstable things (a bit like old explosives) and it can be hard to live with your in-laws day in and day out, removed from the 'real world' and often miles away from friends and family.
I will share my experiences with you and those of my friends (names & locations changed to protect privacy of course - because at the end of the day we still have to live with these people!). Some will make you laugh, some will make you cry and some will make you shake your head and wonder why we just didn't pack our bags and go. But this is my life, and for better or for worse, I chose it. I just need to bitch about it sometimes!
Feel free to share or comment. Pass this blog on to anyone who might benefit from it. All those women out there who are just a wife unite! and share, learn, laugh and love with me as I share my life with you.
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