ANZAC – for my Grandad

#throwback Apr 26, 2015 @ 10:26 Every ANZAC day I think of You; I remember you getting up at some god forsaken hour, ironing your ‘tweeds’, getting your medals together and heading off to the local RSA, ready for the dawn parade. I remember you telling us about the bugle, about General Freyberg, about your army…

ANZAC day, and I remember my Grandad

#throwback Apr 25, 2016 @ 12:26 ANZAC day, and we should remember, with respect, what our forebears did for us. For me, I remember my Grandad … but I remember him, and miss him, nearly everyday. Some of that remembrance is regret; wishing I had listened; taken more notice; appreciated every little thing. But the cruel…

tantrums

My mokos have tantrums all the time. Tears and tantrums. And there’s one of us there to hush them, console them, pick them up, cuddle them, explain to them, listen to them…give them chocolate, or in the case of the younger one…a mandarin! But you know, I’ve watched them sometimes, in the throes of tantrum…

freestyle: conversation on living

You’ve been hiding Me…hiding? Yes, that wasn’t a question Right…statement not question line That’s right. You’ve been hiding And what? That’s your rebuttal? Yup So your going to be obnoxious and obstinate Maybe That was another statement not question Righteo So your hiding…how long are you going to do that for? As long as it…

believing

#throwback Jul 29, 2015 @ 18:30 I am glad I have the ability to reshape my beliefs. Aint that what life and living is really all about ;) I learnt something about myself today, in amongst trying to focus. I have a whole heap of beliefs…that I don’t actually believe. I’ve been hanging onto them for…

a load off…

I almost forgot…. Its so easy to be critical…of myself and everything around me… sarcasm tends to work wonders for me lol. But then I forget…to celebrate the good things…and remember them, like the bad things…. So here I note….So I remember…. 5th June 2015 … I am officially debt free! Yah :) The first…

who the fuck was jezebel anyways

I only knew what I’d been told from many a sermon. The ones that were a prelude to sin, sinful ways, un-subservient wives, hell and damnation. That Jezebel was a manipulative, conniving whore who was ultimately thrown out a window into the street to be eaten by dogs. All the women in the church would…

freestyle: bal-ance.

balance. theory or bullshit? i’m riding bullshit atm. #throwback Apr 4, 2015