Here are the facts of life................ If you are White you are White, If you are Black you are Black, If you are Yellow, or Red, or Pink, well lets face it that is what you are. If you are an arsehole then so be it! There is no put down in these statements, only fact. If you take offence to what you are then God help you. You must accept yourself for what and who you are before anyone else will. If you are not happy with who or what you are then change it. Don't sit and blam...

Got quite carried away reading the plays of Joe Orton today. Didn't realise how much I missed this book, purchased it in 1988 when I was young and had the frame of mind to weave an alternative lifestyle for myself. (At least in my imagination) Lets face it that is the safest way to lead an alternative lifestyle. I still lived at home with good old Mum and Dad paying the bills, however my girlfriends and I had completed a week of work experience at a University Performing Arts campus and we...

All is returning to normal. Well as normal as it can. With Dad gone now, we have all started to move on, kids back at school, Husbands away on business, watching the Bill on Tuesday nights and all the chore days have become routine again. Beds on Tuedays, towel on Wednesdays, shopping on Thursdays, floors on Fridays and washing back to every day. Life certainly does go on, its not just a cliche. As I complete all my mundane daily tasks sometimes I stop and think, "Should I be sitting i...

Well, at 11.30pm Wednesday night my father took his last laboured breaths..... I feel so guilty for not staying that night, I wanted to, but with two small children it was getting harder and harder to sit by his hospital bed and keep the kids entertained as well. So I left on Wednesday afternoon and that night as my sister and mother turned the light off for the night so they could sleep in their chairs, Dad's noisy breathing just stopped. Mum thought his oxygen machine had failed and wante...

Hang on a minute, you may think I am a sad little cow who has nothing good to say about anything. Well, to confess, the only time this side of my personallity shows is right here. In here I can write and write to purge all the bad feelings and then get on with my day with a clean slate. With all the pressure in my life right now (and not dealing with it internally too well) I need an outlet to protect the lighter side of me. All my friends, family and husband see is the same old happy g...

Well, it's the Monday after Fathers Day Sunday and the entire day is going to take some getting over for me. We all got up early, my daughter and I made my husband french toast and coffee which he ate in bed (at my 5 year olds insistance), then we gathered the baby up and drove the hour to my parents home. On arrival Mum was still showering Dad, he can no longer do this himself as he is too weak from his illness. I could hear shuffling and bumping coming from the bathroom and the tell ta...

I am tiring very quickly of the "bed of roses" attitude some do-gooders have to everything! I am always reading articles and letters in mag's etc that being a parent is a honor bestowed on lowly adults if they are really lucky individuals who have behaved themselves all their lives, say their prays and shower twice daily. Some days I wonder what bad thing I did to deserve being a parent. On an average day, I get tired and cranky and then guilty when I discipline my children for the 100th...

Wednesday the first day of spring, at last. Good bye to trackie daks and hello togs. Rainy today, thank God, the drought is getting so bad without a drop of rain so this light soak will at least green up the grass. Sports day for the pre-schoolers was cancelled until tommorrow, my little girl was very sad about that, as her Dad was going to watch her run. But all the festivities are back on tomorrow, weather permitting. Extra tired today. Had BAD PARENTING day yesterday, both kids were ...

Dreary cloudy day at home. My little girl is at pre-school today and I finally got my baby to sleep, now its time to pull on the old yoga gear and get into a work out routine....groan. Even though I really love doing it and the feeling I have when I am finished, (not to mention the thrill of my jean being loose fitting at last) but to actually get changed and straddle that blasted exercise machine for an hour is a grind. Oh well no pain no gain as they say. I really must fly through toda...

Sigh,,,today is looking up. My five year old is in the yard with a huge red peg on her nose, shovel in hand, picking up the family dog's poo. Every now and then I can hear her announce to the dog "Strike me Pink, Edgar this stinks.." Sigh, that child really is an echo of everything we say. My baby boy is napping so all is clear on that front. I am so brain dead today, all I seem to do is menial tasks that all have to be re-done tommorrow and I am continuously followed by a blonde midg...

Sigh,,,today is looking up. My five year old is in the yard with a huge red peg on her nose, shovel in hand, picking up the family dog's poo. Every now and then I can hear her announce to the dog "Strike me Pink, Edgar this stinks.." Sigh, that child really is an echo of everything we say. My baby boy is napping so all is clear on that front. I am so brain dead today, all I seem to do is menial tasks that all have to be re-done tommorrow and I am continuously followed by a blonde midg...

An average day really isnt an average day anymore. At 35 I really thought life would get easier, but alas all the shite is only starting to hit the fan. Married for nearly 10 years, one elderly ailling dog and two kids under my belt now, staying at home full time (while we can afford it) to care for them is no picnic even though they are the best kids in the world. My patience really hasnt measured up to my expectations, sometimes I think my 5 year old perceives me as an ogre, but she alwa...