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I uploaded the Lion Sleep Tonight video again this morning as the downloads ran out so it's here if there's anyone that still wants it. I have to admit the lion love makes me happy as it's really a must see thing as far as I'm concerned. I was surprised the link ran out and have been amusing myself thinking about the stealthy lurking downloaders who must have taken it without comment. Not that I needed comments because they're Yousendit links anyway, more the fact that lurkers actually read this thing, they must be mad *g*

Moving away from fandom a while I'd love if my nanna came to visit and didn't mention there's nowhere to sit for once. Especially as half the couch and the chair was empty and the only reason the 2 seater was covered was because I was in the middle of an ironing session. Nannas man, who'd have them? Well I would of course but mine drives me insane sometimes. She kept trying to give me money to buy a washing basket as I don't use one, then told me about a good window cleaner she uses, which yeah, that's subtle nanna, thanks. I really do love her but she has this habit of saying what she's thinking without thinking it through first. Like how she decided to ask if I was still going to the hospital to see the dietician and how it was going. Which is fair enough, but she asked when she was leaving and walking down the path meaning I had to shout to answer. She also surprised me today by saying she's thinking of moving to an old person's bungalow, something she's been adamant about not doing. She's really missing grandad still and has slept in the spare room since he died and she's 85 now so a bungalow would make sense. It's just she's never wanted to move, even after grandad died.

Keeping on the family theme, mam really pissed me off last night. For Christmas we all chipped in to buy her a DVD/VCR combo, not a cheap one either. As well as that she got individual gifts from us and my brother and sister. Last night she was down, tanked as usual, and told us she was sick of seeing it sitting on the floor at her house and as her kids all helped pay for it the least we should have done was get it installed and if it wasn't done soon she was going to shove it in the attic and never look at it again. How ungrateful is that? Not that I was surprised, she was down last week wailing and sobbing because no one had bought her perfume for Christmas and she had the most selfish children ever. I really don't know why we bother. Except that we always do and it doesn't matter how many times she hurts us all none of us seem to be able to breaks the ties.

Which wow, sounds bitter and I'm really not. I'm just busy and talking something through with James today. He went to an interview about being a driving instructor earlier. It would be through a nationwide company and they'd train him and provide a car and learner drivers. In return he'd work for them for a certain amount of hours and after that any money earned would be his own. It's a well paid that job he'd love and one he'd be suited for, plus we really need something that pays better than the job he has now. It's just you have to pay £2500 for the training which is just, ouch. I see much discussion in the future about this.

I have something else to post about but I'm going to keep it separate to this so I'll be back soon.

Date: 2005-01-20 07:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chrismm.livejournal.com
Man, my grandma used to do the same stuff, so annoying. She just was raised in the depression, and had such different values, which made getting along difficult sometimes.

One year, while I was in college, I found a beautiful, beautiful, black, floor-length Saks Fifth Avenue 50's wool coat, so Audrey Hepburn, so warm, and I loved it so much. Secondhand, of course. I told grandma about it and showed it off, and her response? Was to send me a check a week later for $100 and tell me to get a real coat.

grrrrr. I almost sent the money back, I was so mad, but I was also so broke. After lots of ragey coversations with friends, I ended up buying a jacket, which I did need, and spending the rest on rent. And sent her a nice thank you letter, saying that I had a real coat, but I did need a jacket, thank you, etc.

But man. She had a way of making the gifts she gave you so loaded with bad juju that you didn't want to take them. She WAS bitter, very bitter (long story), and I think you're right, and my poor unhappy grandma was a perfect example of why you shouldn't let things you're unhappy about make you bitter.

*hugs* And, not that you need any more advice, but if you're sure the training company is reputable and above board, and you can possibly scrape it together, it sounds like an excellent investment in your future...

Date: 2005-01-20 07:45 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] turps33.livejournal.com
I think that's half the problem with my relationship with my nanna. I know she does things out of love but that love is shown the way she thinks it should be. So I get an ear bashing why I should use a washing basket and money pressed onto me to get one.

I really do love her but opinion wise we're poles apart.

The company is above board. It's a nationwide chain of driving schools and they let you keep a car as long as you hand over your wages for the first so many hours of work. After that all money you earn is your own and you can work as long as you like. But yeah, getting the money together at first will be a hurdle.

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