Super Mom



I used to be the only Facebook-lover in our house.  Others may have wondered if I’m slightly mental for checking Facebook so often.

Then I got Facebook for Quintus, so that he could stop playing games on mine.

Then Jason got it – originally for the games too but then he snapped the whole FB thing and actually comments 🙂  Sends me messages.  So cute.  He can’t wait to get my Blackberry (whenever Blackberry releases the new 9900)

A week ago, Tommie got himself a Blackberry.  Now let me explain.  Tommie has a brand-new laptop.  Used once.  He is NOT a tech-geek like my own self.  Now that he has a Blackberry though, I forever see him on FB 🙂  I’m loving it!

Finally they GET me!

He even sends me BBMs 🙂  Heck, I can even e-mail him now and know that he reads it!

Finally they more specifically Tommie is getting into what the world has not been able to be without for so many many years.



This weekend we saw a friend that I have not seen in a while and he mentioned that he knows exactly what is going on in my life, since he follows it on Facebook.  Great, I thought …. it’s what Facebook is for right?

Then he mentioned how he doesn’t really use Facebook.  That he only went on to find his old friends and that he definitely does not use the status update.  I figured that he didn’t like the fact that people would say what they are doing, where they are (or like me current update – what I’m having for dinner lol) or what they are thinking.

It got me thinking.  What’s the issue?  It’s a social network.  To keep contact.  I love that I know what Wenchy is doing, even if I haven’t seen her or spoken to her in ages.  I have caught up with family members that I never used to be close to.  Now I know what they are up to and like or don’t like, just by following their updates.

What do you think the “status update” should be used for?


  • I love new stuff. Especially gadgets and stuff. I’m upgrading my data contract and I’ll have a new laptop by next week.  Why next week? We live in a small town.  There’s some positives and negatives regarding small towns but the positives far outweighs the negatives.  Bargain that I’ll get a printer too.
  • I might see Kyla this weekend.  I don’t want to get too excited, since I have not been able to speak to her for 2 weeks now.  Her gran is not answering her phone and I think it’s because Kyla is not in school.  She doesn’t want me to find out.  Her mom wants to fetch her this weekend though and said that obviously she can sleep over at our home one night.  I’ll be so glad to talk to her and hug her again.
  • I really didn’t have a good “mom” weekend.  I’ll have to make up for that this week.  The kids were generally driving me up the wall.  At least I’m not like that mom on last night’s Supernanny.  No slapping, pushing, detergents in the mouth and such.  Actually they should be thankful.  Okay, not really but still I’m not THAT bad.
  • I really want a new strap for my camera.  Like I said…I like new stuff :)  Love gifts, even if I have to buy them myself.
  • I don’t think I’ve mentioned that I now wear glasses permanently.  I continue sly take them off, just to compare.  I cannot believe how my sight deteriorated without my really noticing it.
  • I really cannot wait for the exams to be over and done with.  Thankfully only 3 more to go.

Thank you internet

I just want to take this opportunity to say a few special words of thanks.

Google you have saved my @ss more times than I care to admit.  When I remember or get informed about a school task, the morning it is to be submitted, you come to my rescue.  Every time.

I thank you.

Just another not-so-supermom.

Power Rangers



My boys (especially the youngest two) loves Power Ranger. 

A program for children.

Then why when they ask me to print out colouring pictures, do I find these ads?  Do they think it will interest kids under 8?

Sure as hell won’t interest me and I highly doubt you get many fathers who print out these pictures for their young ones.

Internet mistakes

We all leave our traces on the Internet.  We know that.  The moment we you switch on your computer/cellphone/laptop and go on the net, you start leaving traces.  Like footprints in snow.  It is there.  Years from now, it will still be there. 

Before the Internet though it wasn’t like that.  Our lives were lived within the bounds of family, friends and colleagues.   They knew our good and bad.  Our personal thoughts were written down in a journal…a personal diary.  When we messed up – even in a big way – it wasn’t widely known.  You could create a whole new life for yourself if you needed to.

Now it’s different.  Our lives stretch way beyond that.  By choice I suppose but sometimes not.  Now if you mess up, people can google and know.  Years from now.  It doesn’t just go away.  It’s not that easy to just start all over again.  One day your great-grandchildren might find those naked photos of you read of you.

Having your life so open, so visible to the world is scary in a way.

There will be no escape from your Internet traces.  No snow to cover up the footprints.


I was patient on Wednesday.  Getting a tad irritated on Thursday.  Outright p..ssed off on Friday night.

My Internet wasn’t working.  It wouldn’t authorize.  Confirmed with hubby that he DID indeed pay the account.  This morning I was ready to throw a two year old tantrum make myself clear.  I wanted my Internet to work.  Immediately. 

I put my modem down on the counter and immediately I get given a paper.  “Our 3G towers aren’t working.  Just change your settings”

WHAT THE F…UCK?  Could they not send sms’s to all their data clients?

So.  Three days later.  Here I am, back on the net.  And the family breaths sighs of relief