hmmmm... bah humbug...

I'm in a crap mood. I should just leave this post at that. Jason left this afternoon for twelve weeks in Albury/Wodonga (or wherever the hell is that isn't here!!). He's back every two weeks for the weekend so I shouldn't complain too much. Only problem is that he is really the only person I know in this area. Wouldn't be so bad if I was still back on the comfy southside. But anyway... I'm okay about this trip because we've known about it since before Christmas.

My bad mood is from soccer training this afternoon. It's a new club for Zak so he knows no-one - and I know no-one. They were out on the field kicking the ball to each other and of course because he doesn't know anyone he doesn't know their names to call for the ball so the ignorant little turds just pretended he wasn't there. Of course he got upset (he gets his emotional ways from his mum). He comes back to me to have a drink trying to keep it together and loses it (quite discreetly thank goodness - that he DIDN'T inherit from his his mum). I try and reason with him - failed miserably. He goes back out onto the field and I can see his heart just isn't in it. This club is apparently super serious about soccer - wish I had known that before we paid the $260 registration fee - although I suspect I should have worked it out at that point. So they grade the kids - these are 8 year olds.. insert eye roll here. Zak was placed in the top team at the start of training (they had spent some time grading last week as well).. they're out there training and I'm feeling really proud that he's doing what he loves (still not convinced his heart is in it). Then the coach sends him down to the 3rd graded team. I don't think Zak realised that and he was okay with it (as long as he's ok I'm ok - I just want him to have FUN). He's doing ok and then has a turn at being goalie and one of his kicks out he smacks a girl straight in the face with the ball... She was somewhere she shouldn't have been (like a metre in front of goal) but it was horrible to see. Zak was shattered.. the little girl ended up being ok... no bleeding nose (surprisingly because she did cop a fair whack the poor little thing).. he apologised to her and they kept playing. Then I hear a parent behind me bad mouth Zak (not the girls parents - they weren't there). I just felt like crying. It is not a welcoming club at all. At least at the Hawks people would talk to those who weren't in their little cliques. I know that life is made up of a shitload of cliques.. but jeeez.. Last week I tried to make conversation with about three different people.. nope.. all got their heads up their clackers. Now I'm probably feeling like everything is exagerated more than what it is because Jason's not here.. Man.. i still feel ick about it. Hopefully once the evening primrose oil kicks in it will all feel better :p.

In an effort to meet new people around this area I went to a P&C meeting last week. Nina - if you are reading this - never do it! OMG. I have no words for what I experienced. The only good thing about it was that Zak's teacher is on the P&C - its a chance for me to chat to her. Not sure if I'll go back yet.

Have been doing a little bit of scrapping this weekend.. Have a half completed lo of Zak and his grandad from Christmas eve. It's looking good.. hopefully will finish tonight. Jason's daughter, Chloe, did her first layout this weekend. She loves scrapping! I'm going to go through my stash and pull out some of the older stuff for her to play with when she comes to visit. Also told her I might take her to a kids class at the LSS one Saturday.

Have also offered to help out Julie Stone with a great cause. Pop over to her blog and check it out http://www.juliestone.typepad.com/ .

We had a pretty quiet Valentines Day. We went out for dinner on the Saturday night before. Jason took me to the Golden Ox at Margate - beautiful dinner.. was delish! And he gave me some cute little earrings and a voucher for the LSS. He's such a sweetheart.

We got our timber blinds installed yesterday - they look fab. Make the place look so much tidier than the old lace curtains.

Anyway, thats it for me.. I feel a little better already after venting! I reckon take out for dinner will be the icing on the cake!

xx