Family = Madness

The concert was great last night, I really enjoyed myself, around the yawning and the aching muscles from Bikram on Saturday. I caught a Birthday Donut, so that was a little exciting for me... No I didn't eat it.. I took photos of My Girlfriend and I with it... and made someone lick it... All in all a great night of amazing live music.. my passion in life :)


The end of the Queens Birthday Long weekend, finished up with a small family gathering, and reunion with My Grandparents and I guess our Great Aunt.... My mothers Aunty.

Its always very interesting when our family gets together.. Someone always manages to embaress themselves, insult someone or crack a joke that goes down like a lead balloon. I think today, all of the above occured.

My father pulled out one of his not so dinner table worthy racist jokes.  I think my Grandfather was the only one who managed a small awkward chuckle. I didn't know where to look, everyone was silent, as you mature, you tend to grow a little more aware of these quite awkward moments... I am sitting here laughing to myself about the moment as I type. By no means am I a racist... its just that my  father never can control himself. I think he is just one of those aussie tradies who listened to far too much Rodney Rude and Kevin Bloody wilson, *rolls eyes*.

I think after days like this, it leaves me thinking alot about how most families have their perks and quirks. Our family dynamics are just so irratic and well.... not very classy. We haven't lost all hope, but we tend to drop alot of F bombs without even realising, and cannot reclaim our dignity to a long lost family member... It leaves me wondering what on earth they think of us all.

We are all rather close, especially the children. We are all also very different. For us all to be bought up in the same home, we have all turned out to be so individual. I think that when you are part of a large family, and for me being one of the youngest, you tend to... take a while to find your place, and know that its ok to have an opinion now, without "just being the little sister". It has taken me this long to realise I am entitled to my say, and to have an opinion, and it does not have to conform with the rest. And most of the time it doesn't.

As a teenager I rebelled alot, I never understood why I had to just hand out respect to adults, and agree with them. I realise now, that alot of it I had good reason to not understand, it was and still is not what I agree with.

So anyway thats about it I think that my family is jsut as odd and not normal as the rest.... Pfft what is "normal" anyway. Not us anyway.

On a completely different note, I am one week in on my 12 week challenge... and yes.. It is certainly challenging in this freezing cold wether! brrrr Looking forward to going ot bed to rest my aching body.