Serenity Sunday Can Bite Me

I am sick, with Man Cold.

I care not for photography, or serenity, or children. I dont want to look at my world in a different way and discover the joy in the details.

I want to go to bed and not feel like shit and I want the kids to stop having tantrums every 5 minutes and I want to not feel like my skin hurts and I want to stop craving chickenbloodynoodlesoup.

I'm almost up to 100 Facebook Fans.  In fact, I have 99. I will have a good old-fashioned blog based giveaway when I get there, if I do not die beforehand. If you havent Liked me yet: for shaaaaaame!

In the meantime, have you added yourselves to my Reader's Blogroll yet?  Well get to it. Nothing wrong with shameless self-promotion.

Going back to bed now.

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My Creative Space is on Holidays

I've been busy all day and there is no time! no time! for My Creative Space this week.

9am: Get all excited because we have our first female Prime Minister. Realise am running late because of said excitement. Drop off 4 year old at Kindy, spend quality time playing with daughter socialising bitching at Playgroup, hurry to Rheumatologist appointment an hour's drive away, get horribly disillisioned at appointment, rush back to Kindy via Dan Murphy's (cheapo chain booze store) and Hungry Jacks (Burger King)  to pick up 4 year old, have 4 year olds Bestie come round and play and stay for dinner, get kids ready for bed, wrangle 4 year old away from his car pictures and into bed.

Now its 9pm and I dont feel particularly creative.  Perhaps a little spacey.  Even a little "My!"  So I'm not doing it.

According to Dr Rheumy, Disease Most Likely is not Ankylosing Spondylitis, but Fibromyalgia.  OK, its a name, but I didnt want to be told  "There is nothing we can do.  We just handball you back to the Pain Management Clinic."  I wanted to be told "You have disease X and you take these drugs and it will get better."

Seriously, sometimes you just have to wonder who the hell you were in a previous life.

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