The week that was....FOURTEEN & FIFTEEN

Another two weeks jammed into one post! Oh the indignity.

Have to admit though, not much to report for these two weeks. Life just plodded along, day after day and turned into two weeks.

School holidays commenced in NSW. I took my little miss to the office on Monday. She was so excited about it - I was thinking her expectations were a wee bit high, I mean I am never excited to go there. All in all she was great....much better behaved than at home. Her highlight was the hot chocolate machine.

So why stop there I thought....I took both my little miss and little mr to the office on Wednesday. Seriously, what the fuck was I thinking? Actually I know what I was thinking....Another guy from work was taking his three kids, his youngest also aged four, so I agreed to take my little man too. Never again. The End.

Admittedly, they weren't that bad. But the high stress level that you are in all day making sure they are quiet enough, tidy enough, respectful enough - not worth it.

Last weekend we had a family lunch for Dad's birthday. He will be seventy next year - my anxiety levels rise the older he gets. Morbid I know. I also know that he won't be around forever and that thought paralyses me with a fear I would never be able to explain.

Good Friday saw us busing it to the football - Bunnies vs Bulldogs. Seriously, how is awesome is live sport. I love it. For me there is no better way to vent frustration than screaming and yelling at grown men running around a football field. Seriously how shit is it when your team doesn't win though.

My list of ten

Move - Still moving and challenging friends on fitbit (who are currently whipping my butt). 

Meditate - Still meditating and loving it.

Kind - Still reading The Happiness Project and implementing some changes - watch this space.

Connect - Don't feel I connected enough.

Food - Don't feel I ate enough great food.

Flow - Definitely going with the flow a lot more - I think The Happiness Project is helping.

Blog - Ummm....Eh, one week but Tickety BOOM the next.

Budget - Sticking to it.

Fun - FOOTBALL!

How was your week...2 weeks?

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Why we had to have two kids

Come football season we are a house divided. One side yellow and blue and the other red and green.

I follow the South Sydney Rabbitohs. Hubby follows the Parramatta Eels.

When Brother B and I came along, our fates were sealed - we were Rabbitohs fans because Dad and his family were.

Brother B and me

When Little Miss 4 was born, my uncle bought her a singlet that read "mummys little rabbitoh". Her fate was also sealed.

Little Miss 4

Hubby tried to get Little Miss 4 to join him as an Eels fan.

But she really is "mummys little rabbitoh". Every time she sees anything red and green she shouts excitedly that it is the Bunnies. She has also recently taken to running around the house calling herself a "Burgess sister" after seeing the Burgess brothers at Coogee beach a few weeks ago.

I just took it for granted that our kids would follow the Rabbitohs, just like the rest of my family.

Hubby had very different ideas.

When our little man was conceived he was claimed as a Eels fan, right from the get-go. Boy or girl it didn't matter. He/she was going to be an Eels fan. At least if Hubby had anything to do with it.

When Little Mr 0 was actually born, Hubby bought him a Eels supporter pack containing a bib and several onesies with Eric the Eel emblazoned on them before he even got his first feed. It seems that his fate has also been sealed.

Little Mr 0

My Dad tries to coax Little Mr 0 away from supporting the Eels by chanting "Go Bunnies, Go Bunnies" in his face every time he holds him. I have taken to telling him that it is okay if our youngest born is an Eels supporter with his father.

Little Miss 4 thinks that this is fair, she tells me, "We have two boys and two girls in this house and we have two Eels fans and two Bunnies fans too. That is fair, you know" 

So, you see we had to have two kids; one Rabbitohs fan and one Eels fan because that is fair.

Is your house divided during footy season?

Football - does one player really make a difference?

Perhaps I should begin with some history of my love of football (as in NRL football).....I have been a Souths Sydney Rabbitohs fan since I can remember. I have my Dad to thank, as he took my brother and I to all their home games growing up and they were some of the best memories of my life.

A lot has happened for Souths and football since then; super league, salary cap breaches, Souths even being kicked out of the comp then returning several years later.

I am now 36 years old and Souths haven't won, or even been in, a grand final since 1971. When they made it to the preliminary final this year I was ecstatic, thinking this could be it, this could be the first Souths grand final I see in my lifetime.

So now to game day....it is about midway through the first half of Souths vs Canterbury on Saturday 22nd September 2012, and Adam Reynolds pulls a hamstring and is out for the rest of the game. At this stage Souths are leading 8-4 and playing the best football I have seen them play in a while.

This one event seems to have proved catastrophic (and yes I may exaggerate!) for Souths as Canterbury romp home to win 32-8.

Would the result have been different if Adam Reynolds wasn't injured? And why Adam Reynolds I hear you say - well he is the half back, the play maker, he was Dally M Rookie of the Year and the first Souths player to score 200 points in a season since Eric Sims in 1971. So it is safe to say he is better than average on the field.

It seemed that as soon as he left the field Souths were left bewildered, looking for the glue that holds them together. Other players did try; John Sutton with the boot, Issac Luke calling the plays. But it seemed obvious that they missed Reynolds - as did I.

Can one player make that much difference on a team? Does your team have that one magic player?

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