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I do NOT stand for mercy... Let me explain why...

First let me say, I also do NOT support the death penalty.

So, okay, two Aussies are on death row in Indonesia for attempting to smuggle drugs into the country. There is an online campaign called 'I stand for mercy' with celebratory support. The campaign describes them the way one might describe a naughty ten year old who stole cookies from the cookie jar - these are grown men who were trying to profit from the suffering of others - it wasn't a stupid thing or a wrong choice, it was a planned, arrogant, greedy, and merciless act of profiteering.


I am a mother and I would be devastated if my children were in this situation, immanently facing a firing squad. I really feel for the parents of these young men.

Parents do their best to raise their children to be kind, and respectful, and to follow the law and understand the consequences of their actions and I have no doubt these parents did their best to do exactly this.

BUT...

These men broke the law. And the law is in place fo…

The fullness of life...

I'm about to make dinner before a few friends come over for an Intimo Party - or as the Grumpy Old Man likes to call them, a 'panty party'. We picked up the little boys' school supplies today and they are off for their first day of the 2015 school year tomorrow. There is always something happening at the moment...

So let me tell you about this last week or so...

Last week I have visits from both my dad on Tuesday and my cousin (dad's eldest sister's eldest daughter... got that?) on Thursday. We've been seeing a bit more of dad over the past few months and it's great, the boys are starting to get very comfortable with him after a number of years of barely any contact.

I hadn't seen my cousin since my granddad's funeral in 1995. In the meantime, she has grown into a woman, and a mother of four (as well as foster mother of many of the past few years). It was great for my boys to meet her youngest last Thursday.



On Saturday I went to my friend, Simo…

Submitting...

sub·mit  (səb-mĭt′)
v. sub·mit·ted, sub·mit·ting, sub·mits
v.tr.
1. To yield or surrender (oneself) to the will or authority of another.
2. To subject to a condition or process: submit a tissue sample to testing.
3. To present (something) to the consideration or judgment of another: We submitted our ideas to our supervisor. See Synonyms at propose.
4. To offer as a proposition or contention: I submit that the terms are entirely unreasonable.
v.intr.
1. To accept or give in to the authority, power, or will of another. See Synonyms at yield.
2. To allow oneself to be subjected to something: submit to an interview; submit to drug testing. It's a scary thing to do, to submit. It means allowing yourself to be vulnerable.

Today I've allowed myself to be vulnerable three times. I tried to procrasta-edit, but at some point I new I would have to put my babies out there, submit them to scrutiny and criticism, and quite possibly rejection.

It is a necessary evil if I want anyone, other than my m…

Fear...

I've been thinking about fear a lot these past few days.

Since I had a dream, many years ago, in which I died a violent death, I have not feared death itself. I realise to a lot of people that may sound unrealistic or even arrogant, but it is true.

Some people feel the fear of dying is the ultimate fear, it is inevitable for all of us, and none of us know when we will die, not people on death row, and not even people with terminal illness. All we know for sure is that it will happen one day.

This last week a friend was told it will happen sooner than anyone would want and she was given a choice; fight death head on now and increase the risk of dying before Easter, or accept that you will die maybe before next Christmas or the one after. The talk of living was very much played down to almost nothing, by the sounds of it. And so I've been thinking about fear a lot.

I'm very afraid for my friend. There is no two ways about it. I know I would be less afraid if it was me, but …

All the feels...

Whoa! Did anyone notice time taking flight? I didn't, I've been a bit distracted about all the things going on around here in the past couple of weeks. I've been fortunate enough to spend some with family and friends, going out, or staying in. I've managed to, finally, get my resume on paper and send of a notice of availability to my head of school for tutoring.

Emotionally, it has been a very up and down start to the year, so I thought I'd journal those feels today to get them out of my head.

Happy!

I've done more cooking in the past couple of weeks than I did all of last year. Pretty much all new recipes.  Here is a sample of the meals I've made.

Cauliflower and broccoli bake. Was nice but next time I'm going to cut the cauliflower and broccoli into smaller pieces.
Chicken patties. These were nice and I had no idea how easy it was to make these at home - they were a decided improvement on what we had been buying at the supermarket!

Smoked salmon bites.…

Chasing my tail already!

Day two of this shiny new year, and this morning I woke up in a sweat (it was warm overnight, but that's beside the point) with the faint memory of a December 4th deadline for ordering the older boys books for high school.

Books will only come to around $400 for both boys, but we have a budget of around $0... The school kids bonus is due in January, but after we pay $700 for the younger boys books (yes, really), and $600 towards the older boys fees, that'll leave maybe enough for some cheap shoes. We have no money for school uniform replacement items, but hopefully we'll find what we need in the hand-me-downs.

I was going to work on my resume today, but it's too hot for mum to get out here to give me some direction. So, instead I've been reviewing the writing units taught at Deakin so I have some idea of what I would like to be considered for teaching. Honestly, I'll teach anything. I want to say, 'Give me the dog unit, the one no one else wants!' We re…

2015!

2015 posts, that is!

Happy New Year, everybody! I hope you all had a satisfying night last night! The Grumpy Old Man and I went to a friends house for a party. Lots of chats, laughs, a bit of unco dancing and some divine pavlova! It was a good night!

And today is the first day of the year which always has that special gleam of possibility to it!

Have you seen this meme yet?


If you have me on your social media you may have seen it because I posted it during December. I know why people do the new year, new me thing, though. Because of that special gleam of possibility that a brand new year brings. Leaving a whole year behind, signified by the change of date on everything, and stepping into a new year is like special into a world of magic where you have never stuffed up!
In light of this, my family is stepping into a new world today. For the next month we're eliminating sugar from our household completely - just to see how we go. Reprogramming our tastebud, I hope.
As well as this, we…