Cousins

This is just a really quick one, I'll be back with more photos from the weekend soon.

Things have settled down somewhat at work. There are some people that have been compelled to get involved and respond to me in a not so positive way, even after trying so hard to keep the incident quiet. I did expect it to happen though, I have been there long enough to know exactly what is happening, would happen. I suppose its human nature to pick a side (even when it’s got absolutely NOTHING to do with you) and you don’t need to be Einstein to realize it’s in your best interest to pick the more powerful one (the boss’s)! In the meantime, I am trying to get on with things and hope that the bully of the office will get bored with me and move onto someone else…. SOON! It is definitely time though to seriously look at moving on. I am so sick of getting to work and walking through those doors wondering what temperature it is going to be and whether I should be ‘rugged up’ or not?
On a much brighter note: I have two beautiful cousins Lynda and Debra whom I absolutely adore. We have all become really close since Joe and I and the kids moved up here from Victoria in ’93. We don’t often get together, but when we do, we really enjoy each others company. After talking about it for months, we finally set a date to meet up for lunch at Debbie and her gorgeous husband, John at their beautiful home in Ipswich. This was the first time we had been to their ‘new’ house since they bought it after losing their stunning homestead and everything they owned in a devastating fire a few years ago. Even though it will probably never feel the same as being in the home they spent the best of 10 years not only building, but sacrificing so much time, money, sweat and tears on, they realize life goes on and it sometimes gives us lemons – some of us get really sour ones, but it’s what you do with them once they’re given to you that will then define the path you walk once the dust settles and everyone else goes back to their ‘normal’ lives and you’re still left with the bitter taste in your mouth. They have come to terms with their loss and are focusing their attention on each other, their children and their passion for traveling, but I’m sure at times in the quiet of their minds, scenes of what could have been, should have been are still waging a war in the background of their more reasonable selves as I'm sure is true with anyone who has experienced tremendous loss in their lives.
We had a beautiful time together, catching up on what everyone has been up to and what our respective children are doing with themselves. Debra out did herself in the kitchen, our lunch was delicious. - steamed fish with sundried tomatoes and lemon, roasted vegetables and fresh salad. I was so full, my tummy was aching. Then came the fresh fruit and chocolate clinkers! That was what put me over the edge, because I couldn't find a yellow one, I had to keep trying until I did. (don't blame me, thems the rules)!