tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2009-11-08:/My little space where I can write away my worries, record my feelings and and general save my written memories of my little family. MokoFeed2009-11-08T02:00:48+01:00tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-10-13:/2007/10/13/my_mother~3128819/Henriettahenpot2007-10-13T11:54:14+02:002007-10-13T11:54:14+02:00 <p>My mother sent a message to my mobile phone today... she wanted me to ring her... so I did.</p> <p>She told me she was sick of not talking to me, and fighting all of the time. Well being an ever hoping optimist I agreed.</p> <p>I'm hoping all will go well this time around, because I can't keep putting myself through this... I also told her I want nothing what so ever to do with my brother and his family; they don't exist for me. And have been more trouble in the past than is forgiveable.</p> <p>I told her I was extremely sorry for the horrid things that I had written or said about her and my sister (everything that started this whole thing), and that there really wasn't any excuse for such bad behaviour; I'm just sorry.</p> <p>Here's hoping that it works out!!!<br> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/10/13/my_mother~3128819/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-08-10:/2007/08/10/new_job~2784055/Henriettahenpot2007-08-10T05:48:28+02:002007-08-10T05:48:28+02:00 <p>Sorry I haven't been in for awhile guys, but I've been really busy. Anyway just popped in to tell everyone my sons wonderful news;</p> <p>He has found himself a job!!</p> <p>He will be working as a kitchen hand at one of our local clubs; It's a step in the direction that he wants as he's hoping one day to become a chef.</p> <p>So proud of him!!! </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/08/10/new_job~2784055/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-07-27:/2007/07/27/so_excited~2708675/Henriettahenpot2007-07-27T04:11:05+02:002007-07-27T04:11:05+02:00 <p><span>Oh I'm so excited... I'm getting my new computer tower today. Apparently it's a you beaut, fast as the speed of light type of thing.</span></p> <p><span>It's been on order for about a fortnight  and it has finally come in, so hubby is going to pick it up now. I can't wait.</span></p> <p><span>I didn't really want a new computer, as the Big W special that I have, has more than enough hard drive for me; but hubby practically insisted. I think he has an ulterior motive... he want's this computer, lol. He just likes to play games etc... on his computer, and it's not as big as this one, where as I work with lots of media files etc... so although the 2 hard drives are quite big on this, it still tends to slow down as I don't suppose there is enough RAM. And using adobe elements and CS3 really slow it down. Wouldn't want to try to open both of the programs at once (actually I don't think I can; read it on the liscense or something, they both won't open at the same time).</span></p> <p><span>Anyway, now I'm starting to babble.</span></p> <p><span>Ok, not sure when I will be back on, It's gunna take a bit to transfer all of the stuff from this comp to my new one, and I have to clean this one as well (one of the conditions for getting a new comp. Hubby insists I clean all my crap off)</span></p> <p><span>Oh god, now I have to set up my incredimail email on my new computer. That's always a nightmare for me. I never know what I'm doing and always have to ring my phone company support.</span></p> <p><span>Ok, better shift my butt into gear. There is a lot, and I mean a lot of stuff on this comp. Catch you guys probably in a day or so.</span> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/07/27/so_excited~2708675/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-07-26:/2007/07/26/inner_colour~2702907/Henriettahenpot2007-07-26T07:47:41+02:002007-07-26T07:49:08+02:00 <strong> Your Inner Color is Red </strong> <img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourinnercolorquiz/red.jpg" alt="" width="100" height="100"> Your Personality: Self-confident and stunning, you live in the now! You love life and experience all it has to offer.</p> <p> You in Love: You're a bit private and have trouble opening up. You need a secure partner who can deal with your independence.</p> <p> Your Career: Your ideal job gives you a ton of control and concrete results. Consider being a chef, surgeon, or architect. <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/07/26/inner_colour~2702907/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-07-23:/2007/07/23/oh_well~2684028/Henriettahenpot2007-07-23T02:53:33+02:002007-07-23T02:53:33+02:00 <p>Bugger, doesn't look like we are going away for Christmas like we thought. Long story short, hubby will be working *sigh*. Hopefully mil and stepfather inlaw can make it here if they cash in the tickets soon enough.</p> <p>Not happy!!!<img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_2_52.gif" alt=""><img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_44.gif" alt=""> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/07/23/oh_well~2684028/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-07-22:/2007/07/22/maybe_maybe_not~2678744/Henriettahenpot2007-07-22T03:57:33+02:002007-07-22T03:57:33+02:00 <p>Erg... I still feel quite ill today. Have a headache, an ear ache and just generally unwell... moan, moan, gripe, gripe...</p> <p>Anyway, hubby has been offered another job at one of our mines as an assistants mechanic. Apparently the money is really good, but the work is harder than he does now. </p> <p>Not really sure I'm keen on the idea, as I know the job he is in now is pretty secure. But if he takes this other job, he will never be anything but an assistant mechanic. There is no room for job improvement or advancement. </p> <p>I don't think in the long run he will be happy doing a no brainer of a job; the same thing, day in day out, for years. And with the mine the only thing he can eventually look forward to is injury, being killed or being retrenched; without qualifications for anything else. Any jobs taken on the mines here, are are only 'lease qualifications' ie; Can't obtain the qualifications for 'off lease' employment.</p> <p>Hmmmm </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/07/22/maybe_maybe_not~2678744/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-07-21:/2007/07/21/blah~2674181/Henriettahenpot2007-07-21T07:09:29+02:002007-07-21T07:09:29+02:00 <p class="MsoNormal"><span>Well I hope you guys don&rsquo;t mind if I don&rsquo;t catch up with everyone today. Jenray was right, I was coming down with something; A bloody cold. I feel so *blah*.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span>I did try to comment on as many posts as I could last night, but there must have been a lot of users on line or something as it was so slow that I ended up getting miffed and doing some digital scrapbooking instead. Today I just feel unwell.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span>My darling hubby did take the girls over to one of his mate&rsquo;s places so I could get some house work done without kids underfoot. I did get some done, but now I just feel so *yuck*. A least the lounge room is clean again, haha..&hellip;cough, cough, sputter..&hellip;*sniff*</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span>Ok, it&rsquo;s time for winter to be over now. This is the coldest winter we have had in years. </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span>Well, gunna get going guys, I just don&rsquo;t feel well. Hopefully feel better tomorrow.  </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span>Hugs to my buddies, oh no, sorry, wave to my buddies&hellip; don&rsquo;t want ya getting this cold.</span></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/07/21/blah~2674181/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-07-18:/2007/07/18/jokes_jokes_jokes~2656649/Henriettahenpot2007-07-18T10:19:35+02:002007-07-18T10:19:35+02:00 <p>A man went to pick up his date but he was having some trouble with his flatulence <br></p> <p>system, in other words he couldn't stop farting so when he had to wait for the young <br></p> <p>woman to get ready for the date he sat on the lounge and let out just a little fart when <br></p> <p>the dog hopped onto the couch with him. He figured that the parents would think it was</p> <p> the dog. Every time he farted the young girl's parents told the dog to get off the couch <br></p> <p>and so the man kept going, finally he let rip and the parents finally told the dog to get <br></p> <p>off the couch before the man shit on him!</p> <p><br></p> <p><br></p> <p>A man goes to a shrink and says, "Doctor, my wife is unfaithful to me. Every evening, <br></p> <p>she goes to Larry's bar and picks up men. In fact, She sleeps with anybody who asks <br></p> <p>her! I'm going crazy. What do you think I should do?" "Relax," says the Doctor, "take a <br></p> <p>deep breath and calm down. Now, tell me, exactly where is Larry's bar?"</p> <p> </p> <p>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p> <p><br></p> <p>Two men are sitting in the doctor's office. The one looks at the other one and says, <br></p> <p>"What are you here for?" The man replied "I have a red ring around my pecker, What <br></p> <p>are you here for?" The other man said, "I have a green ring around my pecker." The <br></p> <p>doctor called the man with the red ring first in his office and examined him. As he was <br></p> <p>walking out he told the other guy it was no problem. The doctor called the man in with <br></p> <p>the green ring around his pecker and examined him. The doctor says, "Your pecker is <br></p> <p>gonna fall off and you are gonna die". The mans says, "What?? You told the man with <br></p> <p>the red ring he was ok, but I'm gonna die??" The doctor said, "Yes but there's a lot of <br></p> <p>difference lipstick and gangrene!"</p> <br><span></span> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/07/18/jokes_jokes_jokes~2656649/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-07-18:/2007/07/18/grrrrrr~2656211/Henriettahenpot2007-07-18T08:59:05+02:002007-07-18T08:59:05+02:00 <p>Ok, now I'm miffed. I've tried to do the same post twice, and it's just not showing up!!!</p> <p>I've given up. Stupid bloody site upgrade </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/07/18/grrrrrr~2656211/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-07-18:/2007/07/18/drop_off~2655218/Henriettahenpot2007-07-18T04:19:25+02:002007-07-18T04:19:25+02:00 <p>I see certain people have finally stopped trying to view topics in my blog. Well, my blog page views have finally dropped anyway. Some days I was getting like 230 page views but only 40 or so visitors. So I know who it was, or who they were. As my buddies on here know when I post and don't have to keep checking my blog.</p> <p>Bit confusing this new set up. They've changed a bit more than I first thought. I've gotten myself lost a couple of times, lol. Should drop some bread crumbs while I'm looking around.</p> <p>Anyway, I did remember why I came in. So I fixed it, and now I'm gone again. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/07/18/drop_off~2655218/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-07-18:/2007/07/18/new_look~2655147/Henriettahenpot2007-07-18T03:39:29+02:002007-07-18T03:39:29+02:00 <p>Wow, I like the new look... very nice<img class="smiley" src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/icon_cheeze.gif" border="0" alt="">.</p> <p>Doesn't look like they have changed too much though; just the look.</p> <p>Oh well, only popped in for 5 seconds... why did I come in<img class="smiley" src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/grayconfused.gif" border="0" alt="">??? Oh I can't remember now<img class="smiley" src="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/tinymce/jss/plugins/blogdeemotions/smilies/10rolleyessmile.gif" border="0" alt="">, it will come to me. Anyway, going to make some lunch now, and will come in again tonight to catch up. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/07/18/new_look~2655147/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-07-15:/2007/07/15/back_to_school~2637265/Henriettahenpot2007-07-15T09:13:50+02:002007-07-15T09:13:50+02:00 <p>Oh dear; I'm not used to this anymore. I've been in here and in general on the computer most of the day and I have a whopper of a headache and my neck and shoulders are sore.<img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/11/11_9_10.gif" alt=""></p> <p>Can't wait to get to bed tonight. Oh well at least I don't have to organise miss5 school gear for tomorrow. I done all that when she first started her holidays.<img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_3_107.gif" alt=""> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/07/15/back_to_school~2637265/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-07-14:/2007/07/14/all_for_now~2634725/Henriettahenpot2007-07-14T18:03:13+02:002007-07-14T18:03:13+02:00 <p>Ok, done as much as I can for one day. It's now 2.30am now, so I think I'm going to shuffle off to bed. I will try to catch up with everyone I missed tonight, tomorrow. Have a great day guys; I'm going to catch up on my sleep<img src="/img/smilies/graysleep.gif" alt=":zz:" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/07/14/all_for_now~2634725/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-07-14:/2007/07/14/catching_up~2634512/Henriettahenpot2007-07-14T17:14:03+02:002007-07-14T17:17:55+02:00 <p>Ok, it's like 1.40am here at the moment (I've been on my computer alllllll afternoon and night, lol), so I'm going to whip around and try to catch up a bit. My little eyes are getting a bit heavy, but jeez I've enjoyed my first day of freedom for a week, lol.<img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_3_43.gif" alt=""></p> <p>Oh dear, I just noticed someone has tried to tag me as a b*tch. Now I wonder who that was... think...think...think... Oh well, lol<br> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/07/14/catching_up~2634512/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-07-14:/2007/07/14/title~2632066/Henriettahenpot2007-07-14T07:42:38+02:002007-07-14T07:42:38+02:00 <p>Jeez, I seem to have a lot of hits to my blog in the last few days, lol, considering I haven't been in here all that often. I wonder if some certain people didn't believe that I would be blogging privately in here, and when I blog privately only my friends can read my posts, and only my friends know I've been in here. Oh well, lol. Thanks for these certain people making my blog so popular. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/07/14/title~2632066/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-07-14:/2007/07/14/bachelorate_of_environmenta_science~2632051/Henriettahenpot2007-07-14T07:34:13+02:002007-07-14T07:34:13+02:00 <p><span>My hubby and I have been worrying for quite a while now over his job. The company he works for is planning on going automatic in this one area, which means loss of jobs eventually for everyone employed in this area.</span></p> <p><span>Well his boss came up to see him today while no one else was around (being a Saturday), to have a private chat.</span></p> <p><span>It turns out, that the powers to be, have had their eye on hubby for quite a while now and all have agreed that he will be the future of this new way of operating. They plan to have him do his Bachelorate of Environmental Science so he will be qualified to operate this new plant.</span></p> <p><span>Apparently in the not so distant future the other workers will be offered a redundancy package but hubby won't be one of them, because of his age, and his ability to pass and complete all of the external studies that the company has had him complete. I'm so proud of him. He has a good head on his shoulders my hubby, lol.</span></p> <p><span>Oh bugger, doesn't look like we will be moving to Tasmania any time soon. Oh well, have to stay were the best paying employment is...</span></p> <p><span>Ok, back to my private posts again, lol...</span> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/07/14/bachelorate_of_environmenta_science~2632051/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-07-11:/2007/07/11/the_chicken_salt_saga~2612992/Henriettahenpot2007-07-11T07:07:05+02:002007-07-11T07:07:05+02:00 <p><span>Well hubby and I would hardly know we even had any visitors. They get up in the morning, come inside for a little while and then go out until about 5.30pm, then they come home. Jeez, they can stay when ever they like with habits like this, lol.</span></p> <p><span>Yesterday hubby and I went up to the river. We thought that Y and J would like to go, but apparently they are going to go camping with J and P when they get back from Camerons corner, so we went by ourselves. The girls were at the babysitters so it was just the two of us.</span><br><img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/11/11_2_111.gif" alt=""><br><span>We had such a great time. I can't remember the last time hubby and I just spent a day by ourselves. I took loads of pictures, so will post them when I get a bit of time.</span><img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_13_13.gif" alt=""></p> <p><span>We brought lunch about 2pm just before we started to head back. Hubby had ordered chicken salt with our chips, but there was hardly any on them. He just kept carrying on and on about 'oh this chip was related to a spud that once had chicken salt on it', 'This chip sat next to a chip that was sold to someone else that had chicken salt on it'.... I couldn't stop laughing...<img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_29_132.gif" alt=""></span></p> <p><span>I'm glad we got to spend this time together.</span><img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/11/11_2_107.gif" alt=""> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/07/11/the_chicken_salt_saga~2612992/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-07-08:/2007/07/08/why_can_t_they_just_leave_me_alone~2596563/Henriettahenpot2007-07-08T16:53:56+02:002007-07-08T16:58:44+02:00 <p>Just thought you guys might like to read the simmering post I left my sister in law at Blogster:<a href="http://mscongeniality.blogster.com/goodbye_friends_loving.html"><a href="http://mscongeniality.blogster.com/goodbye_friends_loving.html">http://mscongeniality.blogster.com/goodbye_friends_loving.html</a></a> <img src="http://mscongeniality.blogster.com/goodbye_friends_loving.html" alt="" title="Goodbye again friends"></p> <p>In reply to this one she wrote:<a href="http://woodstock12.blogster.com/lies_hear.html"><a href="http://woodstock12.blogster.com/lies_hear.html">http://woodstock12.blogster.com/lies_hear.html</a></a></p> <p>These people are never going to leave me alone. So tomorrow I am going to see about getting my IP address changed and concealed, and probably change my user name. Why do people feel the need to lurk around and harass people?</p> <p>Get over it!!! I am never going to stop blogging, and I will never stop blogging about the both of you if you don't leave me alone!!! I'm just not going to stop. You can't control everything... Deal with it!!!<br> I can and will write about the wonderfully disgusting things that mum found on your bedroom floor when she first moved into the house if you like. Jeezus T... give it up. I know you have some type of crush on me, but hell, I'm married. I'm flattered, really I am. But your green teeth do nothing for me, honestly, lol </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/07/08/why_can_t_they_just_leave_me_alone~2596563/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-07-08:/2007/07/08/had_a_gut_full~2595452/Henriettahenpot2007-07-08T14:03:54+02:002007-07-08T14:03:54+02:00 <p>Well guys is there any way of turning all of my posts private at the same time?</p> <p>My loser of an brother and his do nothing wife have found this blog. So from now on I will only be blogging to friends. My god they must be bored. I'm so sick of it. They say whatever they want about me, and I'm not supposed to have my own thoughts. I have one sly fucking thing to say, and they are up in arms. I'm sick of their stalking arses. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/07/08/had_a_gut_full~2595452/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-06-27:/2007/06/27/in_the_bag_except_for_the_leave~2527175/Henriettahenpot2007-06-27T04:54:19+02:002007-06-27T04:54:19+02:00 <p><span>Well... it's all set now. I rang the family friends and they said that the place we are going to see DHs Gran, Bundaberg,  is about 1hr drive from Hervy Bay, where they live. So we are going to stay with them when we go up there.</span></p> <p><span>In turn, they are going to stay with DH and I when they come down her next month. </p> <p>Phone numbers and emails swapped now.</p> <p></span><span>Wow... I can't wait<img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_30_125.gif" alt=""></span> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/06/27/in_the_bag_except_for_the_leave~2527175/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-06-25:/2007/06/25/12_things_pms_stand_for~2515578/Henriettahenpot2007-06-25T12:26:44+02:002007-06-25T12:26:44+02:00 <p class="MsoNormal"><strong><u><span>12 THINGS PMS STANDS FOR:</span></u><span> </span></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span>1. PASS MY SHOTGUN</span></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span>2. PSYCHOTIC MOOD SWING</span></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span>3. PERPETUAL MUNCHING SPREE</span></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span></span></strong> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span>4. PUFFY MID-SECTION</span></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span>5. PEOPLE MAKE me SICK</span></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span>6. PROVIDE ME with SWEETS</span></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span>7. PARDON MY SOBBING</span></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span>8. PIMPLES MAY SURFACE</span></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span>9. PASS MY SWEATS</span></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span> </span></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span>10. PISSY MOOD SYNDROME</span></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span>  11. PACK MY STUFF</span></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span> &&& MY FAVORITE ONE</span></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span> </span></strong> <strong><span>12. <span>POTENTIAL MURDER SUSPECT</span></span></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span>PASS THIS ON TO ALL OF YOUR HORMONAL FRIENDS & THOSE WHO MIGHT NEED A GOOD LAUGH!! </span></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span>. . . OR MEN WHO MAY NEED WARNING ! !</span></strong></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span> </span></p> <span><br> </span><strong><span>REMEMBER:   MONEY TALKS  . . . . .  BUT CHOCOLATE ROCKS ! !</span></strong> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/06/25/12_things_pms_stand_for~2515578/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-06-24:/2007/06/24/horoscope_24th_june~2508503/Henriettahenpot2007-06-24T07:27:09+02:002007-06-24T07:27:09+02:00 <p><strong>Horoscope:</strong></p> <p><strong>Scorpio<img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_7_10.gif" alt=""></strong><br>You might be quite charged with energy, but somehow you may feel as if you have nowhere to aim it, dear Scorpio. The force is there, but the goal may not be. Conversing with other people may only confuse you more. Listen to yourself above all others. You know yourself better than anyone else knows you. You have nothing to fear. Don't let doubt consume you. If it doesn't seem like the right time to make a move, don't worry about it. There is nothing wrong with stillness.</p> <p>Funny, because I do feel charged with energy today. Although my head feels rather seedy for some reason.<br> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/06/24/horoscope_24th_june~2508503/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-06-24:/2007/06/24/culling_the_deadwood~2508406/Henriettahenpot2007-06-24T06:24:22+02:002007-06-24T06:25:50+02:00 <p>Well as Chyna has been doing today, I thought it was time to cull the dead wood from my friends list. Haven't done it for... ummm... two weeks now, lol. <img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/14/14_6_18.gif" alt=""></p> <p>Well I only had one. Haven't heard hide nor hair of this person since I accepted his invite for a buddy about a month ago. I think this is the second or third user I've had to do this to.</p> <p>Why do they do that. Invite other users to be friends and then never show up on their blog again? I know some people would have more pressing problems in their lives than to worry about wasting the time of an online community; which is fair enough. But then others; You wonder why they set up a blog at all. Oh well... each to their own.</p> <p>I for one, am completely addicted to blogging. <img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_8_11v.gif" alt="">I've even started up another account at my old blogging community again. And so far I've managed to pick up most of my old friends again and have had no trouble with certain people.</p> <p>Actually, it's been easier than I thought it would be. I do my post in here first, and if I deem it appropriate for the other blog, I just cut and paste.</p> <p>Oh well, that's my babble for now. Gunna go catch up a bit now, see what my pals are up to. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/06/24/culling_the_deadwood~2508406/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-06-23:/2007/06/23/pretty_good~2505384/Henriettahenpot2007-06-23T14:44:03+02:002007-06-23T14:44:03+02:00 <p><a href="http://www.testriffic.com/iq/"><img src="http://www.testriffic.com/iq/10.gif" border="0" alt="IQ Test Score"></a> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/06/23/pretty_good~2505384/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-06-23:/2007/06/23/photograph~2505085/Henriettahenpot2007-06-23T13:41:12+02:002007-06-23T13:41:12+02:00 <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/06/23/photograph~2505085/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-06-23:/2007/06/23/d_oh~2504790/Henriettahenpot2007-06-23T12:38:57+02:002007-06-23T12:38:57+02:00 <p>Jeez, I'm an idiot. I have been blogging here for awhile now and always thought it was a pain to have to go to the front page to find my buddys most recent posts. </p> <p>I have just noticed that on my posts page, under the thumbnails of my buddies there is a little link to their posts. Must be one of those weeks for me.<img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/10/10_12_9.gif" alt=""> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/06/23/d_oh~2504790/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-06-23:/2007/06/23/15_questions~2504496/Henriettahenpot2007-06-23T11:39:02+02:002007-06-23T11:39:02+02:00 <p>Name 15 people in your family (still alive)<br> husband, 2 daughters, 1 son, mother in law, step father in law, step grandmother in law, grandmother in law, brother in law, ex sister in law, 5 aunties </p> <p>Name 14 movies you like</p> <p>The grudge 1 & 2, the ring 1 & 2, harry potter 1, 2, 3, 4, Judge Dredd, Silence of the lambs, The Mummy, Troy, Freddie Vs Jason, Halloween (yeah, I know; I'm a bit of a horror buff)</p> <p>Name 13 things you like to do</p> <p>Scrapbook, digital scrapbook, blog, take photos, edit photos, post pictures on flickr, retail therapy, read, spend time with my girls, travel, have alone time, sleep, collect anything to do with egyptology.</p> <p>Name 12 artist/bands you like<br> Lionel Ritchy, Madonna, Gwen Stephanie, Kylie Minogue, Robbie Williams, The Eagles, Savage Garden, Sugababes, Super Tramp, The Cars, Pink, Nickel Back</p> <p>Name 11 friends<br> Dianna, Sandra, Matt, jenn, Marg, Amy, Kristy, Bea, Chris, Aaron, Emily</p> <p>Name 10 songs you like<br> Oh god I don't know the names of songs; I just like them.</p> <p>Name 9 animals you like<br> cats, birds, rabbits, lions, tigers, dolphins, whales, otters,<br> penguins</p> <p>Name 8 things you've done this month<br> Seen an ancient Egyptian display at Adelaide art gallery, traveled, blogged, shopped, watched miss5 get an award at school, Taken numerous photos, been to the zoo, been to the beach.</p> <p>Name 7 shows you like<br> X-Files, CSI, Most Haunted, Vicar of Dibley, Dr Who, Anything with Nigella Lawson</p> <p>Name 6 ice-cream flavors you like<br> chocolate, strawberry, caramel, toffee, vanilla, coffee</p> <p>Name 5 names you like<br> Ashleigh, tayla, Paige, Breanna, Daina, Maddison</p> <p>Name 4 foods you like<br> Soy milk, steak, chinese noodles, Apples</p> <p>Name 3 of your favorite colors<br> blue, pink, lilac</p> <p>Name your 2 best friends<br> Dianna and Sandra</p> <p>Name your ..1 lover/crush/boyfriend/husband<br> My hubby</p> <p>Whew... set aside a bit of time if you want to do this one; Copy and paste, then delete my answers and put your own.</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/06/23/15_questions~2504496/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-06-23:/2007/06/23/crack_in_my_windscreen~2503357/Henriettahenpot2007-06-23T06:00:13+02:002007-06-23T06:00:13+02:00 <p>Ok, only in here for a minute; will come back tonight and catch up. Just thought I would share this email that hubbys auntie sent to us. If your easily offended please don't read further;</p> I'm driving along at 65 miles an hour (the speed limit), minding my >own business, when outta nowhere there's this big crack in my windshield!! > > > >       I swerved right, > >       And then left, >       ? >       And it was still right there!! > > >       ? >       ? >       ? >       ? > >       ? >       There just ain't NO words for this.... > > > > > > ><br><img src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h227/jan_ellen/image001.gif" alt=""><br>><br>><br>><br>><br>><br><img src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h227/jan_ellen/image002.gif" alt=""><br>><br>><br>><br>><br>><br>><br>></p> <p><img src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h227/jan_ellen/image003.jpg" alt=""></p> <p><img src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h227/jan_ellen/image004.jpg" alt=""></p> <p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/06/23/crack_in_my_windscreen~2503357/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-06-21:/2007/06/21/jumbled_up~2491427/Henriettahenpot2007-06-21T08:27:10+02:002007-06-21T08:27:10+02:00 <p><span>What is wrong with me today? I can't think in a straight line or anything. Every time I open my mouth, words fall out in a jumbled mess and god, please don't ask me to explain it; that will really send me in a tizzy.</span></p> <p><span>I hate it when I get like this... I am a bit tired today as I didn't sleep properly last night, but I shouldn't be this bad. Maybe I haven't been taking my anti depressants properly... I don't know, I can't remember.</span></p> <p><span>The biggest thing that worries me when I get like this is that maybe people who get alzheimer's get like this years before they develop the more extreme symptoms. Don't know.</span></p> <p><span>Actually, I think maybe I'm just tired... I just found myself sitting here for 5 minutes in a bit of a daydream, staring at the tv... yep... tired.<img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_8_12v.gif" alt=""></span></p> <p><span>Oh, surprise, surprise... the school sent another note home today. One of the kids in miss5 class has been found to have nits... sheesh... At least this time they have to report to the office before they start school again.</span> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/06/21/jumbled_up~2491427/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk,2007-06-20:/2007/06/20/trying_to_catch_up~2486524/Henriettahenpot2007-06-20T12:51:13+02:002007-06-20T12:51:13+02:00 <p>Whew!!! It takes forever to catch up on all my replies to my email. Taken about an hour and thats not even catching up with new posts. How do people with 100 or more friends do it??? I only have a few buddies who post regularly, but boy can they write, lol. Leave them alone to their own devices for a couple of hours and WOOF... they whip out a few more posts, lol. You guys are gunna be the death of me... or at least my poor little fingers </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://henriettahenpot.blog.co.uk/2007/06/20/trying_to_catch_up~2486524/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>