Thursday, 30 January 2014

YES ,YES ,YES about fucking time!

Feeling much better this morning, and the boys were just perfect angles too. Child 3 even putting away dishes without having been asked to! 

I came across this story on FACE BOOK, and I found myself cheering and clapping.

Check out this link, and tell me if you think this school in NEW ZEALAND has got the right idea.

I think it is fucking fantastic....

I hate this PC "dibba dobba" shit where a kid can't even sneeze without a teacher getting involved.

Day 2 at my boys school and already the bullying has started! Day 2! Also day 2 and my sons teacher has a relief teacher in the class because she as an all day meeting! MEETING DAY 2! these kids are just settleing in to a new year, new teacher and you change it up on day bloody 2! FFS!!!

Any way take a look. 


School ditches rules and loses bullies

"Ripping up the playground rulebook is having incredible effects on children at an Auckland school.
Chaos may reign at Swanson Primary School with children climbing trees, riding skateboards and playing bullrush during playtime, but surprisingly the students don't cause bedlam, the principal says.
The school is actually seeing a drop in bullying, serious injuries and vandalism, while concentration levels in class are increasing.
Principal Bruce McLachlan rid the school of playtime rules as part of a successful university experiment.
"We want kids to be safe and to look after them, but we end up wrapping them in cotton wool when in fact they should be able to fall over."
Letting children test themselves on a scooter during playtime could make them more aware of the dangers when getting behind the wheel of a car in high school, he said.
"When you look at our playground it looks chaotic. From an adult's perspective, it looks like kids might get hurt, but they don't."
Swanson School signed up to the study by AUT and Otago University just over two years ago, with the aim of encouraging active play."

care of : ONE NEWS TVNZ.

Wednesday, 29 January 2014


It's been a LONG , LONG DAY! The day started off no differently, in fact it was

rather good. Kids up, dressed, breakfast, teeth, a very interesting

conversation with child 3 about the movie "THE HUNGER GAMES", all in all

a bullshit free morning.

Missy was coming down with something last night, and hubby had left me a 

note telling me she was off work and to wake her so she could ring them.

No problems.

Boys got to school on tool 10 mins to get through  the bottle neck

traffic, but we did it. All good, great, wonderful.

I get myself to work and I am debating whether to tell anyone about my 

ankle......I did try hard to walk on it normally but it was very hard, and I did

not pull off a successful walk, as I was spotted and asked about it instantly.

So I came clean, and they felt it was necessary to fill in an incident report, 

which is a good thing really, and I hobbled through my day. I did need to sit

a few times, and I was glad that I made it through, and equally glad to be 

getting home.

My work day customers started with TURKEY LADY. This old woman, had come

all the way from her home, which by the sound of her story was a long, long,

way to buy a fresh TURKEY LEG.

She stops me and I go take a look, telling her that I thought we only had 

them in the freezer section as Turkey rolls, the type you roast, ready made...

"NO NO NO........" she shouted. Which turned a few heads our way. So I

located the meat department manager and asked him to help. He explained

nicely that we don't sell it. It is only a Christmas stock item......

As I walked away I could hear her telling/yelling at him that he was wrong.

Then she took it out on the poor check out chick, and I quote:



Day off to a great start, and we did along with several customers have a good

de-stress giggle over that. We are Australians, and we can take the piss

out of anything.....

So I get home and discover that everything still needs doing.

FUCK IT. I am eating, and putting this foot up, as I can read on the board

that Missy needs to go to the doctors at 4.20 pm. It is 2.30 pm.

Hubby gets is back so it is his job to collect our boys from

school. At 2.50 pm I say "Are you getting the boys?" School comes out at     

3 pm................. So he throws on shorts and T-shirt and leaves his breakfast

and leaves.

Meanwhile I fret over what to do first? 



Get off my foot?

Dinner......fuck....we have some left over chicken...........NO, can't have 

that................why not, nothing wrong with it........Hubby has now made 

dinner an issue cause I haven't shopped, cause my foot bloody hurts!

WHAT'S WRONG WITH LEFT OVER CHICKEN???????????????? one thought to wash the dishes..........Been at 

work all day........Missy


Hubby then has a few sarcastic digs about dishes, and dinner, and something

like he has to do it all.......Great a moody hubby...just what I need........

Moody ,tried, hungry boys..... Moody hubby...and moody sick...teenage 

daughter...and all I want is to sit down and have a cup of tea.

I take MISS to her doctor's appointment after I start on dinner, and ask hubby

to finish it......

He did, and did the dishes too, except the cups, and glasses, despite only 

48 hours earlier, me asking him to stop doing that and to do them ALL.

So I do not want a fight, and I do them........ It's what I do  keep the peace...

I still want to sit down and chill out.

TV is now in the hands of the young is hubby',

I go lay down and catch up on things on my tablet.

Just me and the cat. LOVELY.....

Hubby interrupts my chill session, so he can get ready for work...but all good.

THEN our boys start WWIII. It is on......yelling, swearing.....

and before I knew it they were in my went running.....I should

have followed, cats are smart...............

So I get up, and sort it out, grab Child 3, and return to my safe place, and

we read stories on the tablet...( I have an app for learning to read).... 

everyone and everything calms down.....till child 2 is settled down enough....

to come and explain WTF was going on.

So by now I can see I have to be up, it is 8.30 pm and they need to get to of course they are hungry..............child 2 makes eggs....

while I wash the dinner dishes............AND THE FUCKING that

there wont be a huge lot in the morning.

Meanwhile I am trying to get them packed for school, showered, and 

ready for bed.....

Which I did......

So FINALLY at 9 pm I have the kids in bed......and I vent out of face book 

with this:


ME:  FUCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK, has very one got their BITCH ON?

MISSY: no we don't... you have been yelling for the past hour!

ME:  WHY?????? Have you not heard, or seen what your brothers have been doing/not doing/ doing to each 

other.........????????????????????????????????? You just stay in bed and get better.............................

 MISSY: I am listening to music... and all I can hear is you yelling... 

Calm down with a cup of tea... it isn't good for you to yell so much! 

People are more scary when they talk calmly then when they yell. Just sayin'!

ME:  BOYS are they clean, in bed, and school bags ready, teeth brushed, stories read, schools clothes out, dishes done, snacks

 had......I was reading, THEY CAME TO ME, scared the cat, with spray and wipe and rulers and shouting, and DRAMA. They disturbed 

the DRAGON, and get what they deserved. One is over worried about Aquatics, and is taking it out on the other, who is incredibly 

capable of   making 1 ice block go from two rooms, floor, and his whole body. Then they want to start watching movies, and tell me 

when bed time will be............SORRY this mamma don't work that way. You also forgot to add all the giggles, and sarcastic wit...., 

and the fact that  CHILD 3 thought it would be good to start pulling the threads from his blanket while chatting. Can you see why I had

 to scold several times in 30 mins. A lot of shit went down in 30 mins. NOT 1 HOUR ....30 mins......8.30pm to 9 pm  is not 1 hour!!!! 

During which time my tea went stone cold! Now Sleep, and let me relax in peace , which I 

have not had since I got home from work! Thank you 

I so do very much love getting advice from a teenager on effective parenting.

I much rather call what I do "ASSERTIVE ORDERING" than "YELLING"

If I do not resort to that standard , NO ONE FUCKING LISTENS TO ME


I did see this on the good old face book tonight and I thought I would share




........and there goes mine as Hubby has just texted to say he is coming home least I had time to do this tonight in peace. YEAH! 

Saturday, 25 January 2014

Yeah the long weekend is here...................

It seems that I may have caused some inflammation of my Achilles heel tendon. Well after a quick Google search, seems to fit. Until I can see the doc I wont really know......and I don't want to see the doc...I was only there on Monday!

I was at work this morning, and I stretched my calf muscle like I have been asked to to by the physio, my physio who last time I saw her tortured me and I paid her for it! Now either I am completely bonkers or she is on to something, but it appears that due to my back issues of the past year, my muscles have tightened and shortened and that is why I still can't put on my own bloody shoes and socks. So I must stretch the crap out of them, my legs, not my socks.... so at work I did. While I was fussing about doing my work, I would occasionally remember to give a little stretch, and by the end of my shift I was in serious pain, so much so that I couldn't pop much weight on my right foot.

So I have no idea what I have done at this point. I was just glad to be going home so I could get the hell off it. But in my expert medical wisdom, I thought all I needed to do was walk the cramp out...................WRONG!!!  I think I just made things worse.......

What is this month anyway.........HURT ANKLES / FEET month?? I seriously didn't need to join the pack!

Resting it now with an ice pack.  I hope it heals before Tuesday.

It isn't swollen, so that's a good  sign I hope?

My goodness it hurts! Long weekend means no doctors, so I can't get it looked at till Tuesday.............Tuesday when it's back to school.....43 bloody degrees, and I have 3 back related appointments. Hopefully it will be cured by then, or they will adjust something and magically fix it........... If not I will have to call in sick, and that is going to hurt my bank account seriously.......I can not afford any more time off.....ESPECIALLY fees.....back to school expenses.....paying off Christmas...........

I did open up a new bank account...... a Christmas and things we want fund. It may take a while, but if I didn't physically set aside the cash, it will always go into bills, and food!

So not looking forward to schools return.... These holidays have been FABULOUS! Either the kids have been better behaved generally, or I have been more relaxed.......either way the thought of lunch boxes, school runs, notes, is just depressing me! I need a few more weeks..........

As I mentioned here in Australia we are gearing up for AUSTRALIA DAY!

So right now people are shopping like crazy, buying meat for BBQ's, and stocking up on household items because the shops will be closed for 1 whole day! It never stops fascinating me how the thought of a supermarket being closed for 24 hours, sends a panic message out to the the masses?????

I am glad of this public holiday, as I now have 2 days off instead of 1, and I hope that this bloody foot will be back to normal by the end of it so I don't have to mention it at work at all.

Yesterday, hubby brought to my attention the subject of DOLPHIN RAPE!

My world is shattered....

Dolphins have been known to rape below...... all I can say is ... NO FLIPPER NO!

I watched a brilliant movie a few weeks ago called "ABOUT TIME" , just go see it. Just beautiful. I laughed, I is now in my top 10 favourites.

I have also been looking into my PCOS condition. New starts....I want to loose a bit of weight to help my back along. So I discover that rice may be not super good for me.....or pasta...or bread......I AM GOING TO STARVE!

It was suggested as an alternative to rice, to make CAULIFLOWER RICE....

So I did, always keen to give something new a try..... It was actually nice. I added Zucchini, carrot, onion, garlic, and chives to mine, and a hint of cheese.

But a neat way to bulk up without the risk of turning all that carb into sugar, which is my enemy.............BUT I LOVE far I have not killed off that addiction.

 It took just as long to cook as rice, and I was the only one who liked it, but I will definitely make it again.

 This morning while hubby was up helping me with my shoes at 5 am, he starts telling me that he can see a future where men will replace women with robots. Robot women who look like us, and can do what we do without and I will quote "ALL THE CRAP"

I pointed out that blame for the human condition is on both sides. Not all women are manipulating, gold-digging, sex-withholding, judgemental bitches, as not all men are  lazy, selfish, rapist - wankers. Some people are good and some are bad.

Inside I was getting really upset. Some men are lonely because they don't help themselves at all in getting a girlfriend.....same as some women.....but you can't blanket statement it all into black and white. 

He kept saying I wasn't understanding him.....but all I could hear was "WOMEN CAN BE REPLACED" by manufactured perfection, and who can compete with that!

Maybe I am just too tired, too hormonal, or sensitive about my weight, and back, and IBL when I cough too hard, and grey hair, chin hairs, and FUCK I COULD BE REPLACED! I am not PERFECT.

As I walked out the door, mad as hell, because in my mind I am telling myself, I have always given this man my world. All I ask for is regular sex, and I don't get it, so how am I now responsible for the women who fuck men over? 

He smiles and says ...... " I would never replace you, never!"

"GOOD!" I snapped "GLAD TO HEAR IT, but the way you are talking I can't be to sure....I AM GOING TO WORK"

In the car, I just meltdown..... CRAP, I just displayed perfectly a good reason for men enjoying the company of robots. A robot woman wouldn't have been so offended by the notion......... FUCK!

 Do you do this...I think up all the clever things to say after the fact? That was me at 6.30 am driving to work, listing a diary of past mis-deeds of imperfection, that I could have thrown in his face. I didn't, and I wouldn' one is perfect. WHICH IS MY POINT!

I also reason, which is a good thing. My hubby would love that EVERYONE could be in love and have someone. I would too. I am convinced the world would be a better place.

Men and women are different , yet the same, and we are certainly loosing the art of effective communication, if indeed we ever had it, but we definitely do not have it now, generally speaking.

He works with a few young boys who are just lovely people, would make good partners, if only they would try. One such young man has tripled in weight. He sits at home playing computer games, and only comes out to go to uni, and work. He rarely speaks, and trying to have a conversation is painful. Even when you are talking about something he is really into.

WOMEN LOVE TO TALK. His shyness, which is with both men and women, is not our fault. People have tried really hard to befriend him. He just shuts down. Hubby seems to think that these bots, which are life like, and scary, Japan has been playing around with this idea for years now....would be a perfect solution to a guy like that.

YES, it would. He could safely interact, it wouldn't judge, be happy to full fill any sexual need, and never nag, get sick, or complain. But is this really going to help? I can hear men saying YES..........the perfect woman...........we can turn her off and on at will. YUCK.

It is a sore subject with me...I hate the thought. It unsettles me, as I see many dead beat wankers, and many stuck up bitches in my day, but I also see many lovely people. Men like new things, toys, and they don't like to look at themselves much. They keep it simple, and to some degree I like that bullshit free style. But they are far from PERFECT, and a lot of their carefree attitudes actually start some of the issues we women then become accused of having. 

CAUSE and EFFECT.......that is what I am saying.....

Maybe I am getting my periods, but this topic really ticked me off.

But I do tend to fret. Maybe I should suggest he start a topic of conversation with "I would never replace you......", that might ease the dragon.....?? I can definitely see that my own thoughts and insecurities manifested here. Along with the half asleep, too early to talk about such deep and profound things...

ENOUGH of the foot is hurting so I need to go now and pop it up and ice it again...... So I shall leave you with some happy / sillys.....

Thank you for listening.....I have hit the 8000 mark now so I am stoked. 

THANK YOU xxxxxx

 "On their wedding night, the young bride approached her new husband and asked for $20.00 for their first lovemaking encounter. In his highly aroused state, her husband readily agreed. This scenario was repeated each time they made love, for more than 30 years, with him thinking that it was a cute way for her to afford new clothes and other incidentals that she needed.
Arriving home around noon one day, she was surprised to find her husband in a very drunken state. During the next few minutes, he explained that his employer was going through a process of corporate downsizing, and he had been let go. It was unlikely that, at the age of 59, he’d be able to find another position that paid anywhere near what he’d been earning, and therefore, they were financially ruined.
Calmly, his wife handed him a bank book which showed more than thirty years of steady deposits and interest totaling nearly $1 million. Then she showed him certificates of deposits issued by the bank which were worth over $2 million, and informed him that they were one of the largest depositors in the bank.
She explained that for the more than three decades she had ‘charged’ him for sex, these holdings had multiplied and these were the results of her savings and investments.
Faced with evidence of cash and investments worth over $3 million, her husband was so astounded he could barely speak, but finally he found his voice and blurted out, ‘If I’d had any idea what you were doing, I would have given you all my business!’
That’s when she shot him."

Saturday, 18 January 2014

"Holy heart failure,'s feminism gone crazy..............

Today I was directed to this blog page via a friend on face book. It was a story titled "PIV is always rape, ok?" Curious I clicked on the link and began to read.......

As I read I couldn't believe what I was reading. How did we get here? When did things become so damn awful?

Now I am all for equality of the sexes, fair is fair, women are definitely not a lower class or species to men. Strong women fort hard for the rights I so freely enjoy now, and I thank them for it. I can vote, I can choose who I want to marry and I can keep my own assets if I so choose, well at least in this country.

A man can not have sex with me unless I consent, and that includes my husband. But I also equally agree that a woman needs to respect the same things of a man. 

We are partners in life...are we not???

She believes that:-


 "INTERCOURSE is inherently HARMFUL to a WOMAN"
Basically she believes that sex with a man, whereby the man inserts his penis into her vagina is RAPE regardless if the woman consents or not...and the fact that a woman believes she wants it (SEX) or likes it (SEX), is a form of brain washing  done via the man.


She said so........... not me...I don't think like that..............I think MEN AND WOMEN both have the capability to be either GOOD or BAD. CARING and EMPATHIC, or LOVELESS and PSYCHOPATHIC. WE are human, and depending on who you are as a person will determine how well you treat and respect others. 

According to this woman, we of the female gender do not need men. We don't need to be with them, have sex with them, which is of course incredibly dangerous to our health that it can even cause death....and we certainly do not need them to have babies with!!!! 


Well below I have copied some of what this woman writings, and a link to her blog. Have a quick look and tell me what you think? Is this the writings of a passionate woman, or a woman gone so far past the stop sign she is now living on planet X??

intercourse and manufactured female pleasure: politics of love part III

"My previous post of the series was about how emotional/sexual attachment to men (‘heterosexuality’) exists only within the context of OPPRESSION, GENOCIDE or globally organised violence against women by men as a class. Which means that this emotional bond to men can’t be anything else than an uncontrolled chemical response to that inescapable violence and oppression. A response to which men have conditioned us through a fine-tuned system of repression, deprivation, constraints and reward, grooming and brainwashing – aimed to modify our behaviour to ensure our long-term submission. Within this inescapable subordination to men, we can only fear them or trauma-bond to them: therefore love does not exist towards men.
One aspect I haven’t talked yet about men’s heterocage is the role pleasure plays in securing our sexual submission. In other words, how sexual pleasure with men is manufactured – it’s not pleasure but dissociation from the invasion, pain or fear. It’s always worth reminding FCM’s definition of fear and trauma-bonding inherent to intercourse:

" i think has been made abundantly clear by now, women are literally putting their lives and physical and mental wellbeing on the line, every fucking time they engage in PIV. (sorry! really, i am). if its not the very reasonable fear of being raped at some point during the encounter, its the fear of disease, and the dread, absolute dread of an unintended or unwanted pregnancy. and that last one applies even in wanted encounters with trusted partners, does it not? every single act of intercourse, from somewhat pre-menstruation to somewhat post-menopause. or…until your mate gets his nads snipped…and even then. fear, and dread. foreboding, terror, and bargaining with god. counting the days. … when women have PIV with men, we are encountering a life-threatening situation, with another person, by definition. not surprisingly, we form intense bonds with our war-buddies, these men with whom we have literally faced death and disfigurement. terror."

Now I am all for someone having the right to their opinion, but........What the bloody fuck??  The comments below are filled with women of like minded thoughts. NOT ONE held the touch on for the other school of thought, which is that some women LIKE SEX. These women are seriously fucked up, and devoid of love. That seriously scares me. I have never read such utter insane dribble like this. This is not what women in general think. 

Women, like men, (well normal women), love sex, need sex, and want to have sex. We see it as pleasure, because it IS pleasurable. It feels good. It is not considered rape. It is considered good LOVING. The joy of feeling my husbands penis inside me can sometimes almost be a type of spiritual event for me. It is that bonding, that sweet, and oh so nice, that I can literally be transformed into something else, something pure. It is a very addictive feeling, a high, a buzz, it's LOVE.

Now rape is not pleasurable, and it is painful and oppressive to women. No one will argue that, but to blanket every P.I.V (Penis in Vagina) as rape is just idiotic. 

If I could sit down with this woman, I would ask if she was ever raped or sexually abused? Then I would try to explain that her view is blinded by her personal experiences or sexual preferences. It is OKAY to be GAY, or is that a man's fault too?  Even lesbians use dildos in the vagina, so therefore is that not symbolic of penis penetration into the vagina ,(PIV)??

Sad so fucking sad. And fuck that, loving sex is awesome, and there should be more of it. The comments that came after it where even more astonishing. These women in my opinion are devoid of LOVE, and emotionally disturbed, almost if not so, mentally damaged. 

I am shocked, and blown away by such men haters.

To the men out there WOMEN do not all share these views and opinions. Sadly some do, but I hope they are but a small minority.

As a representative of the female gender, I shall, and will continue to want and need, and bloody well ENJOY SEX for as long as my body will allow me to do it.

I am not oppressed, or brainwashed, or in anyway in danger of my life.

I would love to hear your thoughts on this...........