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Does anyone remember the old C & M Bricks ad?? Used to drive me nuts! I'd love to know if anyone else out there can remember some old annoying ads. The ones that just won't go away...

Yep... Back again...!

Lately I've been tempted to do a fair bit of whinging on Facebook, so I thought it was probably time to get back into this blogging business. I think it seems to do something for my sanity. It must be the writing. I wonder whether it's just the act of writing or the subject matter? Either way it's saving me from some expensive therapy I'm sure! So... What am I wanting to whine and bitch about this time you might be thinking... Well it's a rather personal topic really and I don't care if no one agrees. In fact the more you disagree, the more I know that I'm right. So there. I guess I'm a little peeved at the way people think they can just comment on anything about your chil(ren). Whether it's a mental diagnosis or what they're wearing, if it's not helpful in any way, shape or form, then shut the hell up! I have been blessed with rather sensitive children. Being a highly sensitive person myself I know how wonderful it can be but I also know how annoying it can be when other people just don't get it. Particularly people who've known me for a long time.

There are lots of things that I don't cope well with. But there are also a lot of other things that I have endured that other people I know cannot. The beauty of this is that I am the best person for the job of helping to raise our children. I understand them and their fears and I do not dismiss them, much to the horror of other people!

All three of my babies don't go to strangers easily. They don't hand out affection to just anyone and they need to observe before jumping in. This means I don't get a lot of time to myself but that's just what I need to do for them. I don't palm them off to people they're not comfortable with and I don't tell them to toughen up. And I most definitely DO NOT tell them they are 'too sensitive'. Having had this one said to me on more than one (gross underestimation...) occasion, I can honestly say that it's insulting. Yep, you've just insulted me! Tell me, how am I supposed to respond to that? Um 'sorry I will toughen up just for you, so that you don't feel bad about my sensitivity...'. Right. I don't think so. I'm embracing it and I want my kids to as well.

So if I don't answer the phone I'm probably having a bit of an overwhelming day. I bruise very easily, I take things to heart, I get crushed easily, but I'm also very very in tune with my emotions and my children and their emotions. My boys cry, and I hope they always feel that they can.

There's more I'd like to complain about on the topic but the fire has subsided a little. I'd love to hear of any other fellow HSP's out there and how you've navigated through a world that is just too fast and too suffocating at times.

Thanks for reading.

I'm BACK!!

Well it's been a long time, almost too long. I considered getting rid of the blog and waiting until I had more time but I've resolved to make time. You may wonder where I was for the last three months? Between me and the tribe it's been head colds, sore throats, muscle aches & pains, teething, and all sorts of ailments... Mostly though it has been me who has been sick... So I finally took myself off to the doctor after my sixth or seventh sore throat and itchy ears in two months. While she was a nice friendly doctor (no air of arrogance whatsoever), I couldn't help but feel let down... After o told her what was happening she decided that I have allergies. Wow. I could have typed my symptoms into google and come up with that on my own.

So, this doctor informs me that it's probably (not a certainty) allergies. So you'd expect the next step to be maybe to try and find out what I may be allergic to? Nope! 'just pop into the chemist next door and grab an antihistamine and you'll be ok'. Now, we are about to go to a dark dark place. You're about to find out what I think of the majority of GPs: all they seem to want to do is give us drugs!! No talk of tests or elimination diets. Nothing. I guess it has everything to do with how much they get paid for pushing the latest drug. In my experience, the drugs they give you do more harm than good especially when there are legitimate alternatives that are better for us in the long run.

Yes I do exaggerate sometimes but I really think that we will become a nation of drug addicts, waiting on the next quick fix pill instead of eating the right foods, exercising properly and sleeping when we need to.

Just another thing that really pisses me off. And it also pisses my family off. Because once I start talking about it I can't stop! Haha! Oh well, they know that I'm always right. Always.

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Bendigo's Live Whingers. Oops! I mean Musicians...

In response to this article here.

Ok everyone.  This is a big one.  I've been absolutely fuming about this since Saturday.  I haven't been able to even contemplate writing about this because I am that pissed off about it.  Once again it's a case of people commenting on a situation they know nothing about. 

Yep, the Bendigo Live Music Scene.  I am sick to death of hearing about it.  All the musos do is whinge.  There's a few exceptions but having witnessed first-hand lots of gigs at The Pub I can honestly say that VERY FEW musicians bothered to support their fellow bands.  On more than a few occasions (loads actually) this is what would happen when these so-called 'passionate musicians' and 'fans' would come to the door:

• 'I'm not paying, I'm with the band'
• 'Don't you know who I am?' (quite a well-known muso)
• 'What else do I get for my $5?'
• 'I'm not here for the music, I just want to play pool (yep this was a muso)
• 'But the band I wanted to see has already finished, can't you just let us in?'

After months and months of this, yes! We did get the impression that there was absolutely NO SUPPORT for live music - not even support from the very people who continue to complain today.

'Some venues are willing to put music ahead of maximum profit to promote original music.'  F*ck off!  Excuse us for wanting to keep our house instead of supporting the Bendigo Live Music Scene.  Is the Bendigo Live Music Scene going to pay our bills and buy us food and put our kids through school for us? Nope, didn't think so...  Anyone who knows us definitely knows that we are not up there with big earners.  No flashy house for us, just a normal (on the small side) house which is getting harder and harder to afford.  This essentially is what happened:

• After a couple of years of really hard work, pub doing ok.
• Lockout is imposed (this is another story!!!)
• We lose 50% of our business overnight (we all know where that went don't we... God only knows how they fit them all in.  I just know I wouldn't want to have to get out of there in a hurry...)
• I end up having to finish work suddenly and unexpectedly.
• Our security costs were quite expensive - some venues are not required to have security.  Our requirement was a condition on our liquor license.  You can actually look up venue liquor licenses here: Victorian Liquor Licenses
• Basically we had costs that other live music venues did not have.
• We wore all promotional costs most of the time.  This included posters and newspaper and radio advertising.

'a live local music scene is really dependent on people working together.  All the bands really need to get behind each other.'  This is so so true.  It's great that this is happening now, but it wasn't happening back then.  That's why Gav spoke out.  Hmmmm... Maybe if he hadn't made a noise back then it would be worse today?? I wonder if any of them have thought about that??


I don't give a shit what any of these musos think about us or the way we ran our pub.  We did what we had to do to survive.  We have a young family to support so all of those people who think we chose maximum profit, excuse me while I piss myself laughing... 16 hour days 6 days a week were common for us and still are for Gavin.  He really was and still is a big fan of original live music and it was a really hard decision that he had to make for his family.

And if I have to listen to one more uninformed muso imply that we would make money over the bar, this is my answer to that: stoned musos and fans just don't drink much. Well, that's the real story, like it or not, I DON'T CARE. Some of you may be pissed of after reading this, well, I am just EXPRESSING MYSELF. I might go and write a song about all this...

P.S.

I am extremely annoyed that I can't seem to change the font of my first post. Goodnight Blogspot...

Be Gone Evil Sickness!

Uuugghh! I have the bloody flu... The third time in my life with body aches, headaches, a stupid cough and no energy. Obviously no energy for blogging!

A million things have annoyed me these last couple of days and I have taken photos to illustrate these annoyances but as yet have not had the time to post them... The way my partner opens the coffee seal is among them... I'm sure I'll be back on top of things and whingeing like a trooper in a few days, until then my fellow fault-finders, keep complaining!

The First Expostulation

Well, I was all set to rant and rave about a person in my world (Facebook world) who absolutely drives me up the wall when I found myself staring into the computer screen, red-faced and wanting to say rude words. This is my first ever blog and quite frankly I'm still bloody learning!!!

As I was editing my profile I came across the box to write the description of this blog in it. After some serious thought (and having written it out ten times on paper to get it PERFECT, I typed it in and felt accomplished. Tab tab tab tab tab... Save changes. Click. And then...

Apparently I had typed in too many characters. Not impressed. Could they not have mentioned there was a limit before I started forming my little world of woe? Ten times(!) I had to edit the darn thing before it was within the 500 character limit! This definitely falls under the category 'Sarah's Pet Hates'. GRRRRRRR