So, as New Years Eve approaches I thought I would recap on my year.
moved out of Christchurch to Rangiora.
all kids had chicken pox except Sian
bits started to prolapse
had double banger weekend on the turps (this is a rare occurence hence the mention)
youngest brother moved to Perth with his girlfriend
started March with a nervous breakdown
medicated up I took a look at life
found out Phoebe and myself were gluten sensitive and that Phoebe was allergic to peanuts
started a gluten free diet (105.6kg start)
hit virgin weight
decided to get married in September
wedding dramas began
bought my dress
decided to open up more on my blog
went on waiting list to have tubes tied and vadge tightened
wedding progress in full swing
hit the 90's weight wise, in two months lost 6kg!
started eating gluten again intermittently
IUD fell out
got the depo injection
gluten kept attacking me
Had me hen's night
had me bridezilla meltdown
had me wedding
changed me blog
decided to move to Aussie in June 08
got my date for vadge op
had vadge op - ouch!
eldest turned 9
youngest turned 1
recovered from op
So here we are in the last throes of 2007. A lot has happened!!
Had a great mellow Xmas although was a bit sad watching my dad move around so slowly as on break up night (and his birthday), 21st December, he was at the pub having drinks with old mates when one of them went apeshit and beat Dad up. Apparently they were playfighting and it went bad (sound familiar??) and Dad didn't fight back, trying to keep it as low key as possible but his old buddy of over 30 years ended up breaking his rib and leaving his face extremely black and swollen. Aaaah alcohol, the cause of all evil - well some of it.
Speaking of alcohol, on the same night I decided to go down the road to a mate's place and have a couple of drinks, sort of a Mum's work doo, and ended up drinking a dozen bourbon and coke bottles in 3 hours and then was thinking of walking home, that was my last recollection. Woke up at home at 10am and found out that Blair had come down and picked me up at 5.30am, had found my passed out in my own vomit, pants round ankles from last toilet visit and not in a good way. Apparently, at some point before passing out I had skulled two glasses of Jack Daniels - straight. So, not a good look and not quite the end of the night I had hoped for. Was ill for four days.
Have had a great year, much has happened and now I am heading into 2008 with a lot of change in mind. Look forward to sharing it with each and every one of you gorgeous darling people.
LOVE YOU ALL.