some "odd bod" photos i found just thought Id stick em all together!

The getaway plan - my current favie band at the moment. Cant get enough of them




I found this old photo on Russells lap top - that beard is now gone! a new one has started, and all his hair is chopped off! He looks like Timmy from Underoath now! My hairs not like that either.






Me and my beautiful mum! How young is she! She could pass for my sister!

my brothers wedding 26/08

I dont know why this has come up first but I cant move it down - me and russ


Me and my sister - boys SHES TOO YOUNG!



The men in our family. (From left) My little bro, Dru aka: Druth, Uncle Gary - dads bro, Pop, dads dad, Robert - the groom, dad, and uncle alan - dads other bro (how much do they all look alike!




Robert and Kaylee getting some pro photos unlike this dodgy one!

Down the aisle - how beautiful is it!

One of the bridesmaid dresses

After all was said and done!

The boys awaiting the bride

The boys on the way to the church

Getting ready to head to the church! They sure zoomed!

happy birthday my beloved!

This is just a blog to say happy birthday to my man! I am blessed to have you in my life and Im so happy that God let you be born and in the same year as me!! :) I hope you have/had a fantastic day and that it wasnt too terrible for you! I love you so much and once again am so blessed to have been given the priviledge of being your girl. I love you.
Sorry its a bit mushy everybody!
Happy Birthday!

standing by

Today during my lunch break I needed to pop into Woolies to pick up a few things for Russells Birthday (22nd).
As I was standing in the queue to pay for my goodies there was a bloke in front of me. He was a bit scruffy, no shoes looked like he hadnt showered in a week or so and he only had a couple of things in his hands. He was holding a packet of biscuits in his left hand and was holding a small thing and coins in his right. I was thinking to myself (because of the way he was holding the biscuits) that he might try and steal those biscuits. As I stood I watched him go to the counter, keeping his left hand down and hiding the biscuits while using one hand to pay and pick things up. Off he walked out the store and quickly tucking the biscuits in his pocket.
Now, I watched all of this unfold. Should I have done something? I wasnt about to run up to the bloke and make a citizens arrest and hand him over. I felt sorry for him. Should I have offered to pay for his biscuits and consequently embarrass him? Was I right to let him go because it seems he couldnt afford them and was probably starving. I did nothing I just stood there, but should I have done something. Ive been thinking about it all arvo, but Im not sure. I feel a little guilty about not having said anything - no company, no matter how big or small deserves to be stolen from, but what about the people who cant get a break.
There is so much poverty here in the West that I dont think we realise how blessed we are. I am blessed to be able to buy Black & Gold lollies! So Im stuck in a bit of a mind struggle. What should I have done? Let him walk, like I did, or chase him down?

loner

On Wednesday night I had my horticulture course again and we were learning about propagation. I was situated next to a few old ducks (nice ladies really!) when one of them noticed my nape piercing. Lets just say she had to go have a sit down for a little bit. Hence, I spent the night as a loner, potting away, which I rather enjoyed anyway. Im a bit of a loner. I tend to keep to myself and like being on my own.

mmm...

Do you know what I love!?! A jar all to myself of stuffed green olives. Im dying for some at the moment. I think Ill have to wait till lunch. Snif

anger management

How do you deal with issues? Do you bottle or do you erupt?
I am an erupter. Russell is a bottler. Hence we have issues. But who doesnt?
I have such a short temper, that the smallest thing can get me so angry. I get "mild" road rage and nearly got Russell beaten up on one occassion. I give people "the look" when Im driving. If someone cuts me off or does something stupid, Ill drive up next to them, JUST to give them "the look". I think I learnt this look off my father :)
As I mentioned in a previous post, Russell and I had an argument on Sunday night. Russell was completely calm the whole time. But it made me so angry! I just wanted him to show a little emotion instead of being so calm. He kept asking why I was getting so snappy at him when he was speaking so calmly. I said its because he was purposely pushing my buttons to make me snap.
This is an issue I think I need to deal with. Ive always thought it better to get things out rather than bottle them up.
Dad preached at church one night about anger and he said that people who bottle up, when they finally explode, the damage is more severe. But that doesnt necessarily mean that having little ourbursts all the time is the way to go. God's anger builds up. Take the Israelites for example, God was patient, but his anger was slowly building, until it was unleashed on the Israelites, and how damaging was that for them? Separated and lead off as captives! This doesnt mean he is out to destroy us, but...I dont know, maybe this is a whole other topic.
Hence, I have started to pray for self-control. I need self-control in many aspects of my life, but at the moment Im dealing with my anger issue. Maybe I need to sign up for anger management!

a massive praise point

When someone asks you to pray about something, do you do it? I know that when it comes to someone is in hospital or sick, I never think to pray about it. It's not that I dont care that someone could lose their life, its just that I dont really think my prayer could do anything to make things better, so I generally wont pray about it (bad I know).
However, one of the chicks in my small group found out on one of our group nights a few weeks ago, that her cousin in England was told she didnt have long to live. She has terminal cancer and was diagnosed roughly 2 years ago. She contracted something (sorry Im sketchy on the details) on top of her cancer about 2 months ago and was told she only had less than a year to live. She asked our group to pray for her cousin. For the first time in my life, I actually did. I dont know what it was. Maybe because it was a little closer to home for me. The fact that one of my close friends might lose her cousin (who is only 22) shook me. Every morning in the shower I would pray, when going to sleep I would pray, during my day at work, if I thought of her, I would pray. What was going on!! I dont do this! Anyway, it felt as though I was doing more damage than good. Whenever I havnt prayed for someone (yet the church has) they have recovered and completely healed (Im not saying this happens in EVERY situation). But recently 2 people at my old church had cancer (really bad, and were given only a short time to live) have been healed, and the cancer has completely gone away! But this time while praying for Jo (the cousin) it felt like she was only getting worse. Every report we heard was worse. She was next told she had till Christmas, next she was told she had 72 hours. Thats when our good friends headed off to Scottland and England to be with her and family. They were gone for about 2 & 1/2 weeks. We only got 1 msg of news which was "she has improved a little over the last few days" which was amazing to hear itself!
Last night our friends re-joined our small group and gave us all the news. Jo has overcome the sickness that had affected her so poorly and is on the mend. She still has terminal cancer, but the family are hoping she will be able to make it to one more Christmas.
I felt so happy! I had never been a part of something so huge. To be a part of family who I have no relation to, no emotional, or biological attachment to, but to set aside time to pray for them, was truly amazing. It has been encouraging to see God move in miraculous ways and to be a part of that is something I dont want to miss out on again.
Praise God for restoring Jo, but please continue to pray for another miracle - no more cancer!

love is...

This is just a post to tell the world how wonderful my man is! We had an argument last night and this morning I woke to "theres something on the table for you, Im going for a run" (it was 6 in the morning) I wandered out to the dining table to find bacon, eggs, toast, juice, a note and a "I love you" heart balloon. (I heard the car leave last night, but didnt know where he was going - then I thought he would have an accident, die and I would forever regret what I had said to him. thankfully he didnt die - and I plan to not let me tongue be so vicious) I sat down and felt so underserving, all I could stomach was the egg, toast, and juice. I am a truly blessed chick to have such an amazing bloke! *ps, thanks God for not letting him die in an accident last nigh :)*

bad experience and poor service

I was reading Hamo's blog the other day about bad customer service. This is one of those poor customer service experiences I had on the weekend.
On Friday night Russell and I decided that we needed to get away for a night, so on Thursday we booked a night stay at a hotel in Mandurah online at www.wotif.com.au.
Off we went all excited about our stay (we had high hopes!) We just wanted some R 'n' R. We were also going to drop in on some of our mates down at Eastlake Community Church.
I have to say - our stay at this certain hotel was definately not the best experience we have had.
When we arrived we didnt have a breakfast pack (which was in the deal) and we had to quickly go to reception to pick it up before they closed. The towel rack wouldnt stay attached to the wall so we had to leave our towels on the toilet seat (closed obviously), there was no shower cap in the shower cap box (i like to keep my hair dry :) ), and to top it all off we had no hot water so it was a cold shower to start the day off with! I have also had bites coming up on my arms and chest (and its ITCHY!) which I assume are from the sheets.
I had resolved by the time we were to check out that I was going to complain loudly. Russell said he would wait in the car :)
I went in to checkout and I was waiting for the receptionist to ask how my stay was, instead she just said "Ill take those keys, and thats all I need. Bye" I walked out quickly. I was annoyed with myself that I hadnt had the courage to say something. Usually I have no problem! I guess I just kind of felt ushered out.
So, this morning I sent an email. I havnt heard anything back yet, but I was so disappointed with my stay that I couldnt not let them know that there was so much wrong with our room.
The saying goes...if a person has a good experience they tell no-one. If they have a bad experience they tell everyone! And its true, but Im not going to reveal the name of the hotel, unless they dont respond or just ignore me, then Ill warn everyone from going there!!