Today in Fiji

Looks like it's almost Christmas. Hmmm, I won't be cookin up a turkey this year. To buy one here, a small one is about 80.oo dollars. Way to much for a turkey. Although, I'd pay that much for a taste of Moms' Xmas meal, ANYTIME!

My little one, Eli, has been getting up so early these days. He was up sometime before 5am today. Even all the neighbourhood dogs and roosters were still asleep. He brought me a few Buzz Lightyear toys and a car and a few other things that he was n't s'posed to be able to get to, however....2 year olds have smarter brains than 36 year olds sometimes and now that I am up and out of bed, I see he has used the louvered windows, (glass) as a ladder to gain access to the "hands off" section of the place. Little monkey. Yesterday, he brought down a bookshelf - shelf on himself. Thanks to God that the whole thing didn't fall on him. But did manage to break a few of my coral collections....guess I'll just have to head back to the beach to get more! :) My treasures really lay in Heaven so my level of 'upsetness' was low. Sure got the heart racing to hear the boom and see a whole shelf on him though. I plowed through the mass of people trying to help and felt like the Hulk, maybe the "Hulkster" getting to him! funny how that looks to me now.
Alec has been really happy and content lately. I have a friend here who also has a 4yr old boy and she says (she's a nurse so I HAVE to believe her) that little boys go through a surge of maleness...called testosterone around 3/4 hence, aggressive behavior. Hmm. could have something there. Anyway, he's been really happy and easy to get along with, great listening and behaving skills. I can relax for about 4 minutes before they(my boys) get me hopping again.
Elias is looking for Uncle Gramma. aka Craig, my brother. too funny.
peace out.

fotolog is dumb

Need I say more?
I have spent the last 17 days trying to upload one stew-pid pic and i cannot get in. Somehow my password has been changed so now I wait to see which family member insists on driving me insane! I'm so sure it has to be a family member because I have a really excellent memory. (no one reads this, right? It's just me out there/here, right?)
Ok so maybe my memory is not the best but I swear to you, Someone has changed my fotolog password. Maybe I did and I just can't remember. AWRGHHHH .

So, the other side to this is that I installed "Hello" on this black box but it doesn;t seem to work. Only just once and ever since I get "network error"

Whatever that is. My network aka Connect.com.fj, also known as "the telephone company", Telecom Fiji, with the corner on the market type of customer service you can actually imagine how I've watched my nails grow waiting for some sort of customer relation/satisfaction here (and I chew my nails.) (can't stop-won't stop, not even that yucky tastying nail paint stuff, you get used to that taste too, I digress)

SO I shop at what is called "Walmart". end of sentence.
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Well, it's not really Walmart, It's a second hand shop that brings over all your unwanted and discarded, hand-me-down-cowboy-toys, garage sale fodder, Garbage dump (YK's that is) treasures, and ALL the EXPIRED food stuffs that you would NEVER buy, kind of store. TOday I bought expired Prego spagetti sause, only 6 months off the shelf. Last night we had some and it was delicious!(I seriously can't think of how to spell that word) I also bought cereal, LIFE, RAISEN BRAN and Cap'n Crunch! All easily tossed off the shelves in YOUR Walmart, but MY WALMART will still sell it to me, In fact, this one specializes in expired, second hand stuff. And what do I tell the store owner (aka new best friend) "Bring it on Baby, yeah baby, keep it coming" because we love ALL things American here. Even old, expired American things. Especially. And it's all my favorite price. cheap. cheap like borscht. cheap like an old Scottish piper. cheap like me; rewashing ziplok sandwch bags-the freezer ones rewash better, and cheap like Telecom Fiji who won't stop charging me 12 cents EVERY time I dial up the internet. and then EVERY time I have to redial because they've lost the signal. cheap.

Well, I get to go hang up my laundry. Second hand clothing lasts longer when it's dried in the shade. Now that's something I never knew before!

Who shall I say this was brought to you by today? I think I'll go with the BBC, for they gave us the Teletubbies,you know them; tinkywinky, dipsy, poe, lala, and I hope I haven't forgotten any. wouldn't want to hurt their little tubby feelings.

dumb server.

Mostly because "Connect.com Fiji" is slower than a snail in a turtle shell, and partly because I can never get to the computer is why you don't often see a blog from me. That's my story and I'm sticking with it.

We are 9 of us now (this includes brother Craig, sis Vicki, Jasmin, Keegan and Mackenzie) and now I fear the calendar. The days are splodging by and we are all melting. The temps have risen and the humidity levels have gotten a little ridiculous. My long awaited visit with this branch of the old family tree is going by so fast. a funny note. My little Elias calls my big brother "Uncle Gramma" don't know why. but funny just the same. My little Alec calls Aunty Vicki "Aunty Tata" because "Aunty Tata" is a name from his past and he can't recall(or believe) that I was ever someone other than "MUM"
Therefore, Aunty Vicki must be Aunty Tata! I'm so identity confused.;)

Ok back to the string (or is it sting!) of thought...I think I meant to say thread...I'm a dufus. They will be leaving before we will be ready to have them go. plain and simple. Most of my people I know here try to get rid of their company and send them off but I just need them to stay put and have another stinking cup of coffee. maybe 7 more months or more until we leave this jail sentence of a country.

We had a potential coup happening here the other day. More politics. more like political growing pains and trying to represent the people here equally or is it justly. Indian people and Fijian people. A strange combo but this country is getting 'there' To watch the political hissy fits on TV is like watching the teletubbies have a custard fight. bunch of dressed up fuzzy, tinky wink, colourful dipsydoodle, lala land, po po po poopers trying to run a country and make sure their favorite brother in law makes it into the next election.

I don't even know what I was just talking about. sometimes the brain takes over where the rest is left sitting here at the keyboard drooling like some cow on the prairies, looking over the fence to the neighbours salt block.

gotta split, those blue salty things are looking good to me with no breaky. and coffee, lots of coffee.

this moment brought to you by the cow growers association OF THE WORLD!