I am just home from my friends Marjon, she is a really good friend and I have known her for years. Twice a week I go over and I help her clean as there is a lot of things she can not do as she is physically handicapped after some cleaning we sit down and bitch for hours about men and children over a few cups of coffee.
Today after our regular bitching she wanted to send an ecard to her family in Scotland which is sweet and nice but here is the run down on that. Marjon has only been using a computer for a matter of weeks so her typing is slow, as we all are when we first learn to use computers, also things you learn over time like googling and such.
Today I just about wet myself laughing when teaching her something about computers, she was looking up ecards, she picked one and she typed the message in then it come to sending it, she was screaming for me as I was in the kitchen making a coffee.

“Tracey the bloody mouse the F&*%ing thing it is really F&*%$ing pissing me off and BEEP BEEP BEEP” you get the idea. then she started on how useless a “F&*^ing mouse pad was as you can never use it”
So I told her to calm down I would come to help her.
I walk about the corner towards to computer and what do I see? My friend her right arm somewhere behind her and her left hand under the mouse.
I asked her what the hell she was doing and she replied
“Well I had to move the mouse so far down the page and the desk was not long enough”
I looked at her all puzzled and then it took a minute before it registered, she did not know exactly how a mouse worked and she had moved the mouse all the way along the desk and OFF the desk, using her hand as a “desk” to scroll the mouse to the bottom right corner of her screen. I was laughing so hard it got her even more frustrated and the rest of the morning was a lesson on how to use a mouse and why there is suck a thing as a mouse pad (not that I ever use one)
Marjon your doing well, I have all the time to teach you about computers but it is not worth getting your body into knots!

With today’s events with the computer it reminded me of this video..

Some people just make me roll my eyes there are mainly two kinds that get on my goat no let me enlighten you to what kinds of people they are.

The first are the people who are always complaining that they never have any money, they work but apparently never have money yet they can gallivant all over the country and world or giving out hundreds and hundreds of euros on brand new things such as cars and bicycles that if you are so broke can buy in amazing condition 2nd hand. I just do not get it. Ok I am sure most of us do not have as much money as we would like, some of us live on a very tight budget just to get ahead but no one I know who has money problems can afford the above mentioned things. To people on the outside you are either full of shit all the way up to the eyeballs or play the “poor poor me” card and people give you these trips and gifts.

The second kind of people are actually worse then the first kind. Unlike the “others” these people do not work they knock back all work offered to them because “I do not want to do that” yet they play the “poor poor me” card all the time and get a free ride on everything.
I have met many of these people and was suckered in many times to their game. They do not work so “technically” no income, yet they are still able to support themselves in the lifestyle they are accustom too, they still smoke and drink, they still party and travel, they have all the newest of gadgets, phones and laptops, the shoes the handbags, yet unemployed for years and not even receiving unemployment.

I just do not get it how these people can do what they do, they spin a bullshit story so well that people send them money on a regular basis that they are content enough to take it and put it towards their lavish lifestyle.

I work and I work hard, I am not in the line or work I went to university for and it is a low paying job but everything in my house I have worked hard for and I am proud of that.
This weekend I am putting a new floor in upstairs to finish off a project started over 9 months ago, I am so happy it will be finished and the flooring I got was from a website where people exchange things for free, I am happy with a 2nd hand floor, wood floors you just sand and wipe down then it is brand new. I will be getting help from friends to paint the bedroom walls and lay the floor, it is a thing we do in our ring of friends, we all help each other out. That is what friends do.

You know the saying , beggars can’t be choosers? well obviously the people I have known and told you about can be but can they sleep well at night?

A short little update on Dad first, He has a 3 day treatment in hospital from last Wednesday till Friday, he is still very tired and we should hear in the next few days if the chemo had any effect at all.

So why do I hurt so good? With all the things been happening around me lately you think I would have ballooned up and outwards as I usually stress eat, and when I say stress eat I really mean it! Pies, cakes, bags and bags of chip and crackers and chocolate, you name it I would shove it in my mouth and wash it down with a glass of wine.
Over the last few weeks when I have been stressed I get on my bike, yes a real one! I go to the garage get out the bike, shove the iPod on and cycle for many kilometres. I have also been going to the gym, only once a week at the moment but there is a reason for it, **drum roll** The reason is because I have been getting the gym sessions with a personal trainer and he has been pushing me hard the last 3 visits and it has not been a case of getting out of bed in the morning, it has been a case of rolling out of bed as I can not move!!!!
I just got home from work I have been lifting things (Including my boss in and out of the bath) I have been cleaning, I walked the dog- well usually it is a walk but we went for a little jog. My muscles are so sore but baby it hurts so good!
Well now I better finish my tea and head upstairs, I have wallpaper to strip off the walls and painting to do, NOW I start cussing the personal trainer as yesterday we worked on chest, shoulders and arms they already hurt and now all the standing and arms up arms down motion with the painting and wall paper stripping, if you do not hear from me in a week or so you know I am unable to move my arms to type.
Chow for now.

Lately I have been getting a huge rush of emails on entrecards asking for me to link people and do reviews. I know everyone has a sad story, heck I am going to tell you mine too in a minute but the bottom line to me is this, You want a link on my blog to yours ask, do not beat around the bush ask me in an email 3000 words or less! After 4 sentences I just start ignoring the emails as I am bored with all the ranting.
Goodness me I try to make some money doing paid posts too you know so links are very important to me, yeah so here is my beg for it too “feel free to put my blog on your blogroll, how many entrecard credits will it cost me?” yeah see that is how you do it! (I hope LOL)
Aside from the people pissing me off with emails, I am actually doing my blogroll so keep an eye on the left hand side.

As I promised you all a “real life” update, here it is.
For some time now WaG’s father has not been doing well, test after test we got no answers, he got medication to try to control the “thing” he had, yet they did not know what it was, it was a kind of “take a pain killer see me sometime later” We all had enough so time for more check ups and tests.
Dad’s (Yes I call him dad as he is a dad to me and has been for years) birthday was March 5 and he was getting results from tests done, not the best day to get results. The results showed that dad has lung cancer and also LEMS (Lambert-Eaton Myasthenic Syndrome)a very rare condition so I guess that iswhy they never spotted it. The week after he had to get even more tests to see if the cancer had spread to the brain as what they found was confined only to the lungs. On the 13th which happened to be a Friday we got the test results that Dad has 2 tumours in the brain the following Wednesday (Wednesday just gone) he went into hospital for a 3 day treatment of chemo, the details of that I still do not understand, I listened to what will happen and how, but it is just all over my head. Tomorrow dad comes home from hospital we are unsure what time as he still has to have a chemo treatment, after that every Friday he has to get blood tests to see how his body is reacting, we are all hoping that chemo helps. As things stand now they give us 3-6 precious months with dad, if the chemo works it could be extended longer. No one really knows how long we all have left but I truly hope the doctors are wrong and he has many many years to go.
The last weeks have been a stress, I can not even put it into words and this weekend I have to try to explain to my 9 year old what is happening to her grandfather (Opa), it was only November when her Great Grand mother passed over, I do not know how she is going to react, I still do not know what to tell her, she sees Opa is sick but the rest… AARRGGGG I just do not know, I can not even think straight.