tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28931256645390643102024-02-07T09:58:05.460-08:00A day in the life of a criminalA newbie to blogging. I thought I'd start blogging about my everyday experiences since starting my Home Detention sentence. Why? Why not.Home Detention Housewifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05175130058135930886noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893125664539064310.post-55518747120756947392014-04-01T17:25:00.002-07:002016-02-15T03:37:50.249-08:00Post Freedom Catch-up<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I thought I'd do a post on the week or so after I've lost some weight on my right ankle.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Mr. C had his week off which was really nice. We went to a few local towns and explored and just walked around enjoying the fact I didn't have to rush anywhere.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We went to a cute town that's very beachy and while we were strolling around, we walked past a guy wearing an anklet!! How funny is that?! He was just casually walking around with his girlfriend ~ no rushing for him. I was <i>so</i> tempted to ask him how he was able to just wander around by the time I thought about it more, it would have been really weird to cross the street again and walk up behind him just to ask that. *sigh*</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">{coulda, woulda, shoula!!}</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">While we were at the beach,I was feeding Miss M in the car and Mr.C and Master O went shell hunting. They returned with a couple and 'decided to take the camera to take some nice photos' I then got a phone call from them saying Master O had found a nice shell and wanted to show me. I walked down and around the corner to see the boys sitting there, smiling nicely with the camera set up on its tripod, videoing us all. Master O held up a sign that said "Mummy, will you marry Daddy?" {My heart melted at that point} and of course I said yes!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Since then I've been basically living on Pinterest with my new 'Wedding plans' binder clutched eagerly under my arm at all times.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Master O is preparing himself for school as he starts in a couple of months. We've been able to enrol him, set up school visits </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">and we're off to sort out his uniform this weekend. Eeek!! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I've been able to go to the craft shop and I now have a ton of projects to catch up on, including planning my wedding. Yay to being busy!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Anyway, that's probably all the news for me. Thanks for the followers and people who have emailed me their support. Feel free to comment on any of my posts, I get any notifications by email so I'll be replying to anyone and everyone.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Be good you lot.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br />C :)</span>Home Detention Housewifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05175130058135930886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893125664539064310.post-50203740177269393642014-03-25T16:52:00.000-07:002014-04-01T17:26:41.526-07:00Today's The Day<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The day is here. I'm freeeeee!!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I was hoping to get it on video or at least take a picture but the guy who cut it off me was in a hurry {and a grouch} I was also hoping to be allowed to cut it but ahh well, such is life. It doesn't make me any less free!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">{0 days to go}</span>Home Detention Housewifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05175130058135930886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893125664539064310.post-88786278313183402052014-03-20T16:10:00.003-07:002014-03-20T19:01:22.773-07:00Almost There<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">If you've been following my blog, you'll know I'm only a few days away from being a little lighter on my right ankle.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I never thought I'd be so anxious to be able to do simple things like checking the post. I'm <i>almost </i>free and it's driving me a little cookoo! My sentence is so close I feel like I just want to go for a short stroll around the block just for a change of scenery. But I won't. I can't get my sentence extended just because I couldn't wait 4 more days to go out.<br />I sympathise the people who get a longer sentence than mine. I guess it'd be the same in the final days too though.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">{4 days to go!! Hurry up!!}</span>Home Detention Housewifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05175130058135930886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893125664539064310.post-63790583141639605192014-03-18T18:57:00.000-07:002016-02-15T03:36:10.983-08:00How To: Dress Accordingly<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Since there's only a week to go until I'm free, I thought I'd do a post about what not to wear on your feet when you have an anklet attached to you.</span><br />
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Being on home detention, you can't really dress as normal as you would if you didn't have a device strapped to your leg. ~ Unless you don't give a fuck about what people think. If you don't care then you may as well stop reading now. If you do care, feel free to carry on. :-)</span><br />
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There's been a few appointments and such I've had to attend in the past few months which means I usually have to leave the comfort of my home and talk to strangers. I don't mention the anklet to most of them but the people I have had to tell, have been surprisingly okay with it.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">{My doctor even feels sorry for me}</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It's a bit hard to not mention it to a lot of people as I still have to get the absence slips signed. To the people who seem like they'd be judgemental</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">~ you can just tell ~ I just say that it's for work & if they give me that look like they want to know more, I say it's so my boss knows how much to cut out of my pay.</span><br />
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Anyway, I hardly want to be going around the town screaming I'm on home detention.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">~ Being beachy is also fine also but it's a little hard to disguise an anklet wearing shorts and jandals/thongs/flip flops. So you're on your own with that one.. Maybe wear some dark sunglasses so you can catch all the people looking at you. You are on home detention & they probably don't know what for so who's to say it's not for being aggressive...? ~ Sarcasm. I'm not suggesting you act accordingly to said starers. </span><br />
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~ Being at home for some of the appointments I have, I still usually don't want to tell my visitors what's happening in my life so I will sometimes cover up my feet by wearing slippers. {Embrace that stay~at~home~mum image} Since it's been summer for the sentence, slippers aren't always ideal so a simple pair of long jeans will do the trick. Usually once the visitors leave I can go back to whatever I was wearing before they've arrived.</span><br />
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You can of course be as fashionable as you want. Embrace your inner style and just wear whatever the fuck makes you happy, for fucks sake!</span><br />
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Next time you're out walking around your town, slow down and admire the place. Be thankful you are <i>able</i> to slow down and just enjoy the world {not just out of your kitchen window} Also have a little think about how odd it is to think that there could be somebody on house arrest walking past you at any given time. I often wonder how people would react to me if I didn't hide my anklet. I'm sure I'd get a lot of filthy looks.</span><br />
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This is a longer post then I expected it to be! Sorry guys.</span><br />
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{7 days to go. Eeek}</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">{28 days to go. Thanks February!}</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">^ Just look it that goodness. {It oozes yummyness}</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">- In a medium sized saucepan, melt butter over a medium heat</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">- Pour half of the mixture over the melts & sprinkle melts on the mixture, randomly will do. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Enjoy this goodness. I think they're the most amazing treat that could ever exist.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">{32 days to go}</span></div>
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Home Detention Housewifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05175130058135930886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893125664539064310.post-42761938525260905642014-02-16T14:27:00.000-08:002014-03-20T19:02:22.595-07:00Boredom Settling In<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I made such a badass brownie the other day. I stole the recipe off a mate a while back. Damn!! I'll post the recipe soon.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'm glad my sentence is short. I'm starting to get a little bored now.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I've run out of motivation to do much crafty shit. Especially since most of the things I wanna do or finish is stuff that needs thing brought & that's mainly stuff I can't buy online.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Master O has been sick for the past couple of weeks which means there's not been too much excitement.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As my release date draws closer, I'm getting more impatient. I'm still not entirely sure where I wanna go once I'm not trapped but I love the idea of just going for a random day trip to a near by town whenever the heart desires {usually at the drop of a hat}</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">{37 days to go}</span></div>
Home Detention Housewifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05175130058135930886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893125664539064310.post-39386290259128965502014-02-01T14:22:00.000-08:002016-02-15T03:32:56.393-08:00Fuck Not Having The Internet<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Loooooooong post today. Sorry peeps.</span><br />
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Since I've started my sentence, it's made me realise just how boring I really am & how little friends I have. Depressing shit. Time is still trickling by. I'm still into my cleaning & I've been doing some crafty stuff here & there. If anyone gives a fuck, here's the links & such to some of the things we've done.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">For <i>seriously</i> bored kids some ideas to help fill it up!! You <u>have</u> to do </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"> whatever one you pull out or you're not allowed to say 'bored' for the rest of the day </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><br />{http://myhomespunthreads.blogspot.co.nz/2009/06/mom-im-bored-fun-diy-im-bored-jar.html}</span><br />
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I've also done some cross-stitching for Miss M's room;</span><br />
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Oh, & we've had this shitty old bench in our garden. I've since spruced it up a bit by following these directions;</span><br />
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I'm making our bathroom look a little like we're at the beach. Maybe I'll go there once I'm free again.</span><br />
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Even though we're poor, I've been buying bits & bobs online to make our house look a little more badass. Here's a few of my favourite things;</span><br />
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Since it's been a few years since I last got ink, I've been imagining & designing the sleeve I wanna get. I just have to get off my current meds {which happen to be blood thinners - messy shit} & rustle together some dosh. I don't want a sleeve until after I'm married as I just don't think a lot of people can pull off a tattooed wedding without looking trashy & I'm not convinced I'm one of those people. Speaking of which, I've also been imagining my dream wedding as Mr. C has been hinting a bit. Not as much as I'd hope but a girl can dream!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">{Also, Pinterest is a time consuming place - just what I'm after}</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Mr. C is definitely one of those guys that can pull off being a tattooed groom.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">At the moment, there's nothing more I'd like in the world then to marry my best friend.</span><br />
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{53 days to go}</span>Home Detention Housewifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05175130058135930886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893125664539064310.post-57434071065607739742014-01-18T13:18:00.000-08:002014-03-20T19:00:43.991-07:00I Need My Eyes Checked & I've Lost My Licence<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I can't see the police driving towards me until the last minute. I've always prided myself on being a fairly great cop spotter but I got caught speeding home the other day.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Once the police realise I've got demerits in the negatives, they'll be coming to cut up my licence. I'm hoping they'll do it after I'm off home d as there's less chance of them saying "Ahh fuck it. She's better off locked up"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In saying that, the past 3 times I've come home I've been late. Gary is going to be SO pissed when he next comes visiting. I am shitting bricks at the thought.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">{67 days to go}</span>Home Detention Housewifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05175130058135930886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893125664539064310.post-37220477798257516182014-01-13T13:14:00.000-08:002014-03-20T19:00:20.664-07:00The Security Visit<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Gary didn't show up over the weekend so I can't of been in too much trouble. In saying that, he hasn't visited yet..</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">& made gloop! Really good fun with Master O. We'll be making it again for sure!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Today, I went to get my blood taken again & it was so busy people were lining up outside. Not what I want to see on a time limit. I had to leave early & skip my test to get home in time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I pulled up home & there was a security car parked in my driveway. {Shitcunt}</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">{71 days to go}</span>Home Detention Housewifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05175130058135930886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893125664539064310.post-68994834113763880462014-01-10T12:58:00.000-08:002014-03-20T18:59:55.930-07:00I Clean In Heels<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So, not tooooo much out of the ordanary has happen so far this year. I have had to start having almost daily blood tests.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Today it seemed every fucking old person was lining up alongside me as soon as the laboratory opened.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I didn't have any minutes on my cell to be able to ring Gary so I bit the bullet & tried flying home. I failed. I was 2 minutes late. Fuck.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I got Mr. C to go see Gazza & explain the situation. Gazza likes Mr. C. He seemed okay with the whole thing but I guess we'll see if I get a visit before the next due one on Monday.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">That's pretty much it really. I've started some anti depressants. Which makes my blog writing really shitty as I'm not as blunt & sarcastic as usual. The happy pills make me want to clean which is really fucking weird. I also never usually wear heels. Being 6 ft I hardly see the point. But then I remembered a blog I read a little while ago which was some feminist who was ranting about a woman's right to wear heels & that it shouldn't matter on her height or whatever so to just wear the damn heels.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Nonetheless, I see her point so I've started wanting to wear heels. I currently walk in heels the same way a newborn calf walks. <i>Not hot.</i> So I've started cleaning the house in heels. One way to practice I guess! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">{74 days to go}</span>Home Detention Housewifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05175130058135930886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893125664539064310.post-24103270339685589692014-01-01T03:47:00.001-08:002014-03-11T18:22:05.115-07:00New Years<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Isn't it funny how every couple have their own unique things they do?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Before I had Miss M, Mr C, Master O & I went for a late night drive once Master O had fallen asleep. We went & got take-away & parked up at a beach lookout in our track pants reading funny online things & watching the stars through the sunroof. It was our ideal romantic night.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Don't get me wrong, I love occasionally going out to dinner & being the stereotypical romantic couple but it's certainly the simple things in life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Until then we'll stick to doing our own unique romantic things like having a shower together then scoffing junk food down whilst playing xbox, naked.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Mr C goes back to work in a weeks time so I'm treasuring the time as much as I can. I need to tell him how much he means to me more often.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">{Enough of the cute shit}</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">While I'm trapped I plan to sort out a couple of rooms in my house & start studying more.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Who knows what the new year will bring. For New Years eve, we did fuck all. It was very dull. Next year <i>will</i> be different.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">{83 days to go}</span>Home Detention Housewifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05175130058135930886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893125664539064310.post-84016637651032644002013-12-24T01:29:00.001-08:002016-02-15T03:28:45.587-08:00Reflections<div dir="ltr">
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I've caught up with family I rarely see, found out I have an elderly, nudist neighbour who likes to garden, I've eaten too much crappy food & dealt with more tantrums from Master O than I can count. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">My Gramma came visiting with my parents & sister. That was an amazing few days. I really love my Gramma. But she seems depressed which is beyond heartbreaking. Money & sickness is the devil of all problems. Her sister, my Great Aunt came visiting while my Gramma was here. That was one of the only few times my Gramma looked genuinely happy. Miss M is named after those two ladies and I really hope she grows up inspired by them. Their nature, personality, sense of humour, willingness to adapt to any situation, & their general naughtiness is what I love most. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">My Mum told Gramma about the ankle bracelet on their way up. Gramma was good about it. It was up to her to tell the Great Aunt. She too was great about it & they quickly started suggesting ways we could slip my leg out without getting caught.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This was the first time I've seen my parents since being on Home Detention & so it was interesting to see their reactions. Dad instantly made a joke & Mum was starting to think of ways to decorate it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Although I was the butt of most jokes, I really enjoyed everyone's company & hope I see everyone a lot more often.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It sucks balls living so far away from all family & most friends. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I think there needs to be some major changes {for the good} in 2014. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">This past year has had its ups but its mainly had its downs & I'm fucking sick of it to be frank. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Happy New Year bitches.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">{91 days to go. Phew}</span></div>
Home Detention Housewifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05175130058135930886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893125664539064310.post-38782677636841873142013-12-16T13:29:00.002-08:002016-02-15T03:27:23.543-08:00Naked Times in Front of the Probation Officer & Christmas Joys<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Gary came around a little earlier than normal today. I wasn't expecting a knock at the door & thought it may be a courier. A quick few seconds of nakedness can't hurt.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">{But it was Gary}</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">As in, a whole few minutes of catching up to make sure I'm still behaving.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I couldn't even make eye contact with the guy for very long.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I had no eye-liner on.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">I have been wearing the junk since I was about twelve. Nine years later & I now feel nude when I'm not wearing any.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Sorry if I got anybodies hopes up thinking there would be a funny story attached with that title but I had to make this post a little less average.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Not much has happened around here recently. Mr C and I have been cleaning up our gardens. Well, mainly Mr C as I can't reach most of our garden. #boundryproblems</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">It's also summer & to be frank, who can be assed typing in the heat?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">We're cleaning up the house too actually. We've got my family coming for an early Christmas. They live 7 hours away so we don't see them as much as we'd like to. They're bringing my Gramma (who lives a further 4 hours away) which will be badass.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">She hasn't seen Master O since he was about a week old</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">{4 & a half years ago!!}</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">& therefore hasn't met Miss M.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">My Gramma is just too cool. She's always said that for her 80th she wants a tattoo. Being that that's in a few years, she wants me to start designing one for her. Seriously. How fucking awesome is she?! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Not much else I have to say so I'll leave it at that.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">{Smack on 100 days to go}</span>Home Detention Housewifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05175130058135930886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893125664539064310.post-62777766581032967682013-12-10T19:04:00.000-08:002014-03-11T18:16:24.324-07:00Hopes & Dreams<div dir="ltr">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I wasn't joking. I will be doing a post on my hopes & dreams growing up. I will try to not go into detail too much as that'll bore you to death!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Growing up, we weren't hard off for money. My dad owned his own business. Mum a vet nurse. Our house was a little larger than normal & our furnishings comfy. We moved towns when I was twelve & I hated my parents for taking me away from my friends. I don't know why I was complaining too much as we moved to a small farm where I could take my horse. Little did I know that's what I'd dream of after moving out of my parents just a few short years later.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I was a right little girly girl. Into my horses, dolls & most shit pink & sparkly. I made my highly masculine father paint my poor walls hot pink. {I don't know how I didn't wake up without a headache!} I think I was aiming to be a Paris Hilton type of person. I had an email address that, I kid you not, had something to do with me being a princess.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I went to a couple of different high schools, the last one a boarding school. It wasn't long before I was kicked out from the boarding part & I attended just the school part. That lasted a couple of months. Then, I was pregnant & being asked to leave due to my attitude & lack of actually wanting to be there. In my defence, the deputy principle that I dealt with was a cock. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I finished off my introductory mechanic course I was doing & went to studying on & off different subjects via correspondence whilst raising Master O on my lonesome. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I was madly in love with 'boy racer' kinda cars & thought I was badass with my very loud, R32 Nissan Skyline. This unfortunately wasn't the last of the shitty, obnoxious cars I've owned. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Moving right along...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I have ranged widely in what I've wanted to be when I was older. To be fair, now that I am 'grown up' I'm still not convinced.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'm currently studying to be a Real Estate Agent. I'm not totally motivated to study at the moment as once qualified, I highly doubt there will be Real Estate offices lining up & jumping at the opportunity to hire somebody with a few deception charges against their name.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">{104 days to go}</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Just a quick post today to say; I fucking hate summer.</span></div>
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There's the hot, sticky, sweating feeling you constantly have. Also, the sun makes me sleepy which in turn makes me lazy. Give me a chilly, wet day any day & I'll have a ball. Warm fire, slippers, rain on the roof, toasty feelings, hot dinner & cuddles.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We're technically a week into summer and thankfully the weather is acting like spring still. Often raining & yet when the sun is out, it's not sweltering. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I must be bored, I've been talking about the fucking weather. Don't worry boys & girls, I have a great topic next post. My hopes & dreams. Woo.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">{106 days to go}</span></div>
Home Detention Housewifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05175130058135930886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893125664539064310.post-53052232498233102162013-12-03T19:30:00.002-08:002014-03-11T18:13:55.126-07:00Holy Fuck<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Look at me, new to this blogging shit & doing two posts in a day. I'll be a pro in no time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Anyway, I have never been so stressed in my life.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">It started with me being 20 minutes late to my Doctors appointment. By the time I left, I should have already left 10 minutes earlier. Fuckballs. My GPS told me that no matter how much I fly home, we are still going to be 5 minutes late home.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">{5 minutes late = My ass in the slammer}</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I called Gazza & explained my situation. He seemed awfully jolly for someone so fucked off earlier. Nonetheless, I didn't wanna push it.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Miss M (The baby) & I <i>flew</i> home.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">It turns out, with my flying & some miracle timing, I got home with 2 whole minutes to spare. According to my home detention unit anyway. My cell was saying otherwise. Shitcunt. I must change that.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">To top my afternoon off, my washing machine just shat itself mid wash. Fuck.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">What a day.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">{Still 112 days to go}</span>Home Detention Housewifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05175130058135930886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2893125664539064310.post-66112026914684830432013-12-03T19:14:00.000-08:002014-03-11T18:13:19.509-07:00Getting Started<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
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I'm
on home detention/house arrest/boredom central. Whatever you wanna call
it, it's the same thing. Confined to my house & most of my
property.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">4
months for multiple deception charges. It's not bad. I mean, the Judge
wanted to lock me up for a year. It doesn't seem like such a harsh
sentence. Don't get me wrong, it's not an ideal situation leading up to
Christmas & all but I pretty much stay at home 24/7 anyway. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Back
to the fucked off probation officer. I have a doctors appointment today
& I'm only just telling him about it today. Apparently I need to
tell him about such things at least two days beforehand. That's fine and
dandy but how the fuck am I meant to know when I'll be sick?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Gary, the PO is not one to piss off. {He's massive}</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But
how am I meant to know what to do? I'm new to all of this. I've known a
few people on home D but to be honest I never asked them how much
notice they gave to their PO's to attend an appointment. It simply never
came up. Maybe I'll start a list of such questions in case I ever need
them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'm rambling now. Sorry.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'm
a little over a week into my sentence & I'm disappointed with how
slow it's been. Usually time flies. Especially with a young baby. Damn.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />Gary
just dropped off a whole lot of forms I need to sign & to give me
the time frame I need to be in by. I also need to get the doctor to
write me a note & get the receptionist to sign some absence slips.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I
feel like I'm back in high school & I'm taking my report in cards
around to each teacher I have that day to confirm that I did indeed
attend their class & I'm not in fact off wagging in the girls toilets. I <i>did</i> do the crime so I really shouldn't complain too much. Self inflicted & all that but this is a blog.<br />My blog.<br />And I’ll bitch to myself {& any one who will listen} as much as I like.<br /> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'm not really sure how to end these things but that’s a good starting
point. I have dragged on a little too much so I guess I’ll leave it with
a simple sorry.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Until next time.<br /> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">{112 days to go. Not that I'm counting or anything}</span><br />
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