I'm back!

I've started writing again over on Wordpress. I've migrated my blog over there so if you'd like to keep up with my tragic dating adventures...

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Valentine's Day Crush

Hey there.  Here's me and my fiance Bradley Cooper, in our annual Valentine's Day portrait.

Click here for last year's and here for 2010.

xxx

Merry Christmas!!!

Changes...

I'm so fucking bored with it all.

My life, my attitude, my blog.

So, I'm changing those things, and making the life I want.

I'll still be blogging here, about my personal crapola.....not that I have anything exciting to report in that area..... but if I do, you'll be the first to know.

Gonna put my energies into my new blog. 

Still tweaking it and learning how to use Wordpress but should be up soon. 

Can't wait for some new adventures.

I'm not connecting my new blog to this, as it's going to be available to friends and family as well as 'blog buddies' and strangers (and would DIE if my mum read all about my sex life!) so if you would like my new blog address, please email me at fifidangerfield@hotmail.com

Those of you following my new twitter account will have it there on my profile.

Catch you later...

xxx

Health Warning for Women

If you don't eat Aussie meat...

... you're a mad cow.


(Ryan Kwanten - True Blood)

Has it come to this?

My mother called a little while ago.

She'd just finished a conversation with my uncle (her brother), who suggested that -

1.  it might help me out financially, and...

2.  it would allow her to spend more time with her grand kids, if.....

...we moved in together.

I'm beyond words.....

Photos from my iPhone

Nothing much to write home about so here's some random iphone snaps I've taken over the last couple of months.  Most are using either Hipstamatic or Instagram (I'm still sussing them out).  Byeeee...

Thought for the Day

Living Vicariously - Conversations with my mother...

So I took my Facebook profile down a couple of weeks ago.

No biggie, just having a FB break as spending a bit too much time stuffing around on there when I really need to be doing other things.  Miss my buddies SO much (my gorgeous buddies who are interstate) but needed to just get some balance back...so I'm not there.

My mother noticed....eventually.

I mean ok, she's 75 and going a little bonkers and lately, because she can't stalk me on FB, she just seems to be sitting around making up 'stuff' about me in her head.  Here's the latest.

Now, I'm positive I told her that I was de-activating FB for a while..but she never fucking listens so I'm not surprised she forgot.

She calls me a couple of weeks ago, on the Friday evening.  I've just dropped the kids at the station, grabbed some ice cream and plonked myself down on the couch to watch a DVD when, like clockwork, she calls.  Nothing important...just crapping on about the family etc. 

I finally get off the phone and start watching the movie and an hour later the phone rings AGAIN.  I know it's her.  She's the only person who calls our home phone number.  So, I don't answer it.  Fuck that.  Seriously, I've been working all week and I just want to be LEFT ALONE.  That was the only time it rang.

Next day (Saturday) there are no calls.  Saturday night, while I am at the movies, I notice several missed calls on my mobile, from my mum and her brother (the phone is on silent).  I thought it might be an emergency so I call back.

"Oh my God Frankie, what's happening???!!!!  Where are you, I was so worried about you.  I thought you'd committed suicide!!!".

I AM NOT JOKING.

She was freaking out and beside herself.  Apparently because I missed her calls on my kid free Friday and Saturday nights, I am not on Facebook and, apparently I told her I was broke the other week...I must have 'done something to myself'.

Now...don't get me wrong, I'm glad she cares about me but this is just too much.  Who is this person?  She doesn't know me at all.  I realise it's a serious issue and sometimes there may not be 'warning signs' but really? Just because I don't answer on two occasions and I'm not on Facebook?

THEN.....

She calls me yesterday -

Mum  -  Frances .....(insert real surname here) what's going on? (in her most serious of serious voices)

Me - Ummmm?

Mum - What's really going on?

Me - OMG I have no idea what you are talking about.

Mum - Facebook.  Why aren't you on there anymore?  It's a man, isn't it?

Me - aaahhhh noooooo.

Mum - Oh it must be.  Why else would you take your profile off?  You are trying to stop yourself from putting status updates about your new man up there, like you did with BamBam and Nerd Guy and then getting all embarrassed when you break up.

Me - 1.  I wasn't embarrassed.  2. Facebook isn't the real world mum!!  I'm JUST-NOT-ON-FACEBOOK!!!!!

Mum - Yes ok (with a bemused smirk).

Jeezuz!!!  I need to send a couple of Ninjas around there to burn her fucking Mills and Boon collection...

An ode to Miles Pappadum

Roses are Red

Violets are Blue

I vow before Christmas

To catch up with you.

There.

PS - no I will not be hooked up with some random from RSVP and be too busy.

PPS - I am NOT internet dating again until after Christmas... WORD.

PPPS - I am SO blacker than you....on the inside, my brother from another mother.

Seriously...