A time for Reflection
So my bloke lost his election. Main reason was that we were beaten by a better political operative and you have to give him the credit for the win. Doesn’t mean that I am not seething inside, but it is tinged slightly by a certain degree of respect. Respect for a man with more front than Myers. But it sounds like sour grapes to criticise, so I will merely say that he may have won this one, but four years is not that long a time in politics. Barely a blink really. And lots and lots of things can happen between now and then.
My son and heir got his head wet over the weekend as well, so you can imagine that I didn’t have a lot of time for personal reflection. My best mate from Sydney flew up to be the Godfather, replete with bad American Gangster accent and dark pinstriped suit. Its just a shame that he didn’t go the whole hog and include a violin case and fedora to really set the scene.
The reason for the title of the post is that your humble correspondant has passed another year with the sun on his face. Birthdays are often times a good time for reflection of your past, present and future. You get to do a mental checklist of achievements and losses and as long as your personal balance sheet is in the Black, you are heading in the right direction. So, in that spirit, I looked back over the last year of my life.
Mrs Rebellion and I celebrated the first birthday of the Future First Female Prime Minister which has to be a plus, she also started walking, has started talking (possibly a negative), and generally is the cutest thing ever to grace the good Lord’s good Earth.
Celebrated three years married to my long and ever suffering Mrs Rebellion. See, honey, and they said you would have killed me by now. Another major plus, even if I don’t eat mushrooms anymore.
We moved in to a new house in an outer suburb, close to the bay and with more room and very little to do to it. After spending at least two years renovating the previous place, this I can tell you, is a MAJOR plus.
I have gotten a new job that I quite enjoy, flogging sea and airfreight to unsuspecting importers and exporters. I get the bonus of being paid to rip people off on a daily basis. Anybody who has ever been a freight rep will understand that this is the most fun you can have with your pants on, or other people’s pants on, depending on what you are into.
Along came the Son and heir. Great thumper of a beast of a bloke who chuckles at the slightest thing. He’s already facinated by his big sister, who has fun hiding his dummy and seeing how high she can bounce him while he is in his bouncer. Always fun to watch. Can I also just throw a shout out to the Sesame Street Corporation. Along with every other parent Thank you from the bottom of our hearts for your wide range of Elmo DVD’s. They have saved the sanity of us all, even if it is just for an hour or so that they run.
So pretty much a big tick on the plus column for the year.
On the down side, we lost my Nanna recently. She had hit 98 but had lost her wits about 5 years ago and was living in a home. Shame, for she was the sharpest tack in the board for most of her life. As hard as it was to cope with her loss, we have to say that it was for the best. I guess you could call this one neither a plus or a minus.
Mum has beena bit crook with a few bouts of cancer. Seem to have cleared up after the surgery, but it is strictly a watch and wait situation.
All in all, I would have to say that this has been a pretty bloody good year all round. Far more good than bad. Far more fun than disappointment and far more upsides than downsides.
Now if we could just get rid of the corrupt ALP governments at State and Federal levels, the whole world could have as good a year as me.