Hello.........

Yes, I'm back, been a busy life I'm leading over the last few weeks. Done a few crazy things, shaved my head, went into rehab, went out of rehab, applied for a divorce, went back into rehab, lost custody of my kids, went out of rehab.......mmmmm life sounds oddly familiar....Oh yes and changed my name to Britney Spears...Haha

REALLY........I've been catching babies, going to uni, driving, looking after children, driving and catching babies.

Some days have been really strange, like yesterday for instance I....oh can't tell you that one......

Ok I've got one for you,

The other day was strange, I was having one of those days where everything seemed like something out of a Seinfeld episode.

First: I hate using public toilets but at uni don't mind as they seem quiet clean. So busting to use the lavatory, I was sitting in the cubicle when I heard this enormous 'man fart'. I was holding back laughing as it was obviously in a ladies toilet, but this fart would put any average male to shame. Huge, with great tone and intensity to say the least. So composing myself I walked out of the loo and washed my hands at the same time as another lady was. She turned and gave me a dirty look, like I was the mystery cubicle farter. OMG how embarrassing, I tried to use non verbal communication to let her know it wasn't me but she walked away. How horrible to know that someone in the world thinks I fart like a man.....

Second: I have a habit of not watching where I walk and trip over all the time. I was walking to the station to catch a a train home to Taree when I kicked a can and it hit the young guy in front of me and he trip over on it. Apparently a good Sydney friend of mine told me I've been in Sydney for too long as I walked straight past him like the rest of the crowd. I feel heaps guilty now, if it was up here I would have helped him up and had him over for dinner.

Third: Finally on the train I was able to rest. I sat in my seat which was next to the window and my neighbour for the trip to my right was an older man who stunk of crusty ass and alcohol. After 4 hours of this stench I decided to get up and get a coffee but he was asleep. So carefully planning my escape route, I placed my right hand on the top of his seat and lifted my left leg over his lap, right then the train went around a bend and as I straddled my stinky neighbour he woke up!!! Yep with me about an inch from his face. The two people behind us sniggered and I politely explained I wasn't taking advantage of him just trying to get out for a coffee and fresh air. When I came back, I found him asleep again so I attempted to get into my seat the same way (which was the only way). This time he stayed asleep but I secretly wonder whether or not he was really asleep or just pretending.

So that was just one of my days

This is pretty much a standard day for me with always something happening. I long for the day I have nothing exciting to say or drama to speak of.