Wanker Wednesday!

Last weekend was our little hinterland scarecrow festival. We entered last year, but due to our trip, didn't this year. A lot of time, effort, talent and patience goes into these entries... I know, it took us quite a while to make ours and it was nowhere near as well done as many of the others.

Albert Scareinstein 2009

But it is a personal investment of sorts, and that is why when some dickhead comes along and mindlessly destroys I would like to do the same in return!

Our very arty, talented friends created this masterpiece:

Spongebob Scarepants

Which has now been reduced to this:

They are not the only ones. Quite a few of the entries have been reduced to ash. And it happened last year too, but not near as many exhibits were torched. Would love to get my hands on the bright spark who did this, see how they like to dance in the flames...

Hey moron - what's next? Gonna light up a few family homes, or maybe just hit a couple of shops? Hmm? It is MALICIOUS DAMAGE and ARSON you dickhead! You have destroyed someone's property and I hope they find you and your life becomes forever complete with a criminal record! See how good it feels then you dumb piece of excrement!

Wankers of the highest order!

I have a confession

I did something very immature and childish, yes even spiteful. Walking through the school at pickup Friday, I saw the puppet master. I began to shake with indignation and anger. I wanted to walk up and confront her, I wanted to say: "How dare you attack the personal reputation of a man who has more integrity in the tip of his little finger than you could dredge up in your whole existance!" I wanted to make her see how delusional and petty and downright nasty she is with her lies, and how relieved I was that someone else had seen this and called her a liar to her face. And that maybe she would now cease playing the victim and go get a life away from me and mine.

But I did not.



What did I do?

Stood there so mad, and shaking and tongue-tied, and regressed into the same playground mentality of her and her little posse...

And called (quietly so only she could hear):


"Liar, liar, pants on fire."


Oh, the shame.

But a little funny now in hindsight.

Only a little.

And I'm meant to have a way with words, *bah*...

Well, I guess I have finally lived up to the delusional lies she has been spreading and *personally attacked* her.

Screaming on the inside...

STOP! ENOUGH! I WANT TO GET OFF!

This time of year is no fun as an adult and a parent, it is insanely busy and manic. Kids are coming up to the holidays, they are tired, it is hot, and there are a million things to be done with no-one other than yourself to do them.

And everyone seems to have gone on a commenting holiday and I am wondering if I am sitting here slowly going insane blogging to myself. Hello? Isn't there someone out there wanting to join in on my insanity?