Raising little Westies, and life as parent of a special needs son

Monthly Archives: November 2011

Transport Tuesday

I know, I know, it’s Wednesday already. But this is about both yesterday, and today, so it still counts right?

For those not in Sydney, we’ve had pre-summer conditions. 37 degrees C and beyond… which is damn well close enough to a hundred F for me to not worry about the difference.

Then yesterday, we had some turnaround. Windy, rainy, straight back to… well not midwinter but a lot cooler, windier, and light rain rainy. All in all if we could just not have the wind, a great day for riding! It inspired me to what felt like a personal best time from station to home. Which set me up for this morning, didn’t it…

Overnight, the weather retreated even further into winter mode. I woke up, heard the rain and “hoped” it would ease off while I slept a bit longer. Don’t quite know if it worked or not but at 6:40 am I was a lot less against hopping on the bike than I had been an hour earlier.

Oh my. My legs didn’t want to know about the bike, which made the wind & (cold!) rain that much worse, and the trip that much longer. Well toward the 25 minute mark which for me for that ride is a really bad result.

But: what is it about cars, bikes and roundabouts?

No matter how much I attempt to “own the lane”, cars seem happy to let me into the roundabout. They let me move through the roundabout. Then – when the road is at its narrowest, and there’s the most opportunity for things to go wrong – as I am transitioning from the roundabout to the road ahead, that is when they choose to crowd me, and overtake.

Seriously car drivers, ten more seconds and I will be able to move back onto the left side of the road. But please, let me exit roundabouts. The road exiting a roundabout does crazy things, the road surface is all over the place, often I’m either in too high or too low a gear because it’s so hard to know 10m in advance if I will be set to go through or not. And that’s when you choose to crowd and overtake me.

If the rain was the worst thing I had to contend with, I wouldn’t be writing about it!


Building communities

Thanks to @WonderfulFi of Wonderfully Wired I hopped on board the #youmightbeanautismparentif collossul hash-tag.

Crickey! I’ve now discovered twitter. It’s blossommed for me overnight from a WTF, through the light-bulb moment, to something I now feel a part of. Something which, Google+ has yet to do (for me).

With tweets like


So I guess that means, expect to see @ImaWestie as well as the Autism United, facebook, whirlpool and wordpress links now!

If you haven’t hopped on the conversation. Get on board. Why do you think #youmightbeanautismparent ?

Take me to the river….

Those of us in Sydney know the weather has been all over the place lately.
Combined with that, well, it’s “that time of year” – approaching the end of term 4, kids all over Australia are “losing their shit” over more and more trivial issues.

Our sanity had a brief reprieve thanks to Princess P being invited to a sleep-over birthday party on Saturday night. Apparently it was a massive success. Six nine year old girls asleep on the floor in the same room… what was the mother of the birthday girl thinking?? 😉

Sunday morning was off to a great start then as Bec took Magpie for a drive to collect Princess P. BTB Fan was left to his own devices, in coming up with ways to keep his father and nine adorable puppie dogs (and their two parent dogs!) amused. And then there was that small issue of “mowing the lawn” (for the last time ever with our cantankerous POS victa…). But all in all, a peaceful morning. With a polite but assertive son happily occupying himself and as he needed to checking in with his father.

This was doomed to fail of course, and it did, within moments of Magpie and Princess P returning. Squabbling kids, hot weather, and a dad who’d just finished mowing the lawn in the leadup to Sydney summer sunny Sunday… yuck.

Rescue came in the form of a call to go to the river. We happen to live a short (enough) drive from Windsor where there is a great river beach on the Hawkesbury river. BIG sandhill, long dog-friendly beach, no waves… only downside is it’s river water but as a country kid who grew up a long way from the surf, that’s no real downside at all!

Apparently there’s not much better to do on a hot sunday than roll down the sandhill, wash the sand off in the river… and do it all over again.

All I know is, Sunday night was a lot calmer than early Sunday afternoon!

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