open letter regarding growing food...
ed note: before you read the letter, i want to link to a petition that someone started at change.org. many people seem to be coming here from other sources, and since they do not follow the blog, they don't know where to find it. also, i wrote on another post that i would like this letter to be used as you see fit- as a template for your own letter, as a jumping-off point for discussions/letters to the editor/local debates/anything else you can think of to get people talking about these issues.
Tips on how to stop the rapists
A group of rapists and date rapists in prison were interviewed on what they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts:
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Tips on how to stop the rapists
Through a rapist's eyes
A group of rapists and date rapists in prison were interviewed on what they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts:
woohooo it’s christmas eve eve
or
how we extend our favourite time of year ^_^
in our house today is christmas eve eve, yup you read that right two eves because it’s the eve of christmas eve ^_^ you see in our house this is our absolute favourite time of year our decorations have been up ages and we have been singing christmas songs and we absolutely cannot have only one real christmas day so we have the day itself and we have christmas eve and we have today christmas eve eve.
this is the day where we sit in jamas all day- if we can – and watch all our favourite xmas films-we have watched polar express a fantastic xmas film i recommend you watch it no matter what age you are and then you will know what i mean when i say i can still hear it-today is the day i plan to have everything ready for all shopping done, all things wrapped, there should be nothing left for me to do but relax be with my kids watch xmassy stuff- it’s the run up to tomorrow ^_^
on tomorrow the wonderful xmas eve we have certain little traditions we have to observe to properly begin the xmas period, on the morning we all have to and i can hear the groans now ^_^ but we all and yes all does mean teenagers and in fact ALL my children, have to sit and watch it’s a wonderful life with me, it happens every year and every year i cry ^_^ it’s a tradition ^_^ shortly after we have put on the snowman and we have all badly sung along to walking in the air- santa has his first visit- yup we love santa soooooooooooooo much we have to have visit us twice ^_^ back a few years ago when the kids were little and i loved xmas too much to wait patiently ^_^ i decided santa should pop by on xmas eve and give the kids a treat and a pre-xmas present, our xmas eve present , just one small gift and the kids love it although i do think they have got big enough to question-yesterday i was all like oooh wonder if santa will pop by with our xmas eve presents and my son said only if you go to the toilet mum i raised my eyebrows and questioned him feigning innocence but he laughed and said but he only comes when you go spend ages in the toilet mum then when you come back down from the bathroom he has gone
so this year hah the tables are turned my oldest and i have a plan and yes it is a cunning plan ^_^ we shall make them all watch it’s a wonderful life, we shall then let them watch something they actually want to watch, then my oldest will say she is going to visit her friend, but really she will pop upstairs and put on the santa suit-yes it was me all along bet you never knew ^_^- and the kids will be sat watching the TV with me wondering whats going on, they will be waiting for me to go visit the bathroom and i won’t -cue evil laugh oh no wrong plot- so when they are all agitated and telling me to go to the toilet there will be a knock on the window and lo and behold santa! they will for once see and santa together in the same room thus dispelling all myths that santa is me ^_^
part of me is gutted of course i have played this role for years and loved it every time i love my santa suit and beard and i love practising my ho ho ho and i love sitting them with me for photo with santa and giving them their little present but it will all be worth it for the look on their faces to see it is not me ^_^
our next little tradition is that on xmas eve the kids give the presents they have bought for each other, this one started because they get so many on the day itself not only santa but family as well and it meant the small ones they bought each other got lost in the marathon of opening so i thought it would be nice to have their family ones on xmas eve that way they get an extra day plus they all have the time and space to open the little ones they have saved up their pocket money to get -which in my mind makes them more valuable- and the atmosphere between siblings is all lovely and they like each other for at least ten minutes ^_^ don’t get me wrong my children love each other but that does not follow they like each other all the time it’s easy to love a sibling, but actually liking them is difficult when they constantly wind you up or ruin your make up or draw on your dress or hide your shoes or- well you get the idea ^_^
as it starts to get dark we have to -all of us- get out the plate with carrots and mince pie and glass of milk plus we put out santa’s special key so he can still get in when we are all asleep
so then tis finally evening and of course we all have to go to bed early because the earlier we go to sleep the quicker it is xmas day and i sit them all down and read twas the night before christmas which is a must no matter how old they get because i love it , we all have an xmas ev shower, which in our family always starts with the smallest getting the bathroom first and it then goes up in ages so when she is done and in bed my son will go and so it goes til they are all settled except the oldest being 18 and bigger than me means she doesn’t get told to go up to bed but she gets as excited as the rest and will probably go to bed earlier ^_^
then after making sure all are feigning sleep i have to get out the flour and make santa snow steps i have to eat and drink the milk, then hubby and i put out all the presents and finally collapse into sleep
so there ya go our christmas eve eve is for relaxing because as you can see i am darn busy on xmas eve, i love crimbo and i will always take this amount of joy in the magic of christmas it should be a magical time for kids and even a little for us growed ups too because to see the look on their faces is magic in itself
so now you all know i will be too busy these next few days to come and on chat to you all so a big huge thank you to all of you that read my wafflings and to those that drop by and chat a huge thank you and to anyone who has ever communicated with me thank you
i sincerely and genuinely hope all of you have wonderful holidays no matter what you call them no matter which label you work under i hope these holidays are all you want them to be and i hope in the new year you find happiness and success
your friend always
kizzy
all cried out
ok i just been to the last ever christmas play i am lucky i have been through 4 children’s worth of plays and singing things and dancing things but today was poignant and lead to a tear or two, i have been so very lucky in life to have been given the wonderful opportunity of being a mum to four fabulous children is the greatest gift i have ever been given, tomorrow i am a whole year older and the kids ask me what i want yet all i can think of is nothing i have been given my children and that is more than enough, sometimes when i am alone and just have my thoughts for company i wonder what my other two would have been like, unfortunately i lost two babies, so i would have had six and then i think i would have been even more tired and even more penniless ^_^ but also surrounded by even more love, my first ever baby i lost at 18 weeks a boy i would have named cain, then i had my oldest now 18 and then my second now 11- who my gosh is so pedantic the word was invented just for her alone ^_^ she hurt her ankle in netball; i said take two painkillers and rest but she wouldn’t ,why? because -and you have got to love her for this, the box said to only take two if she was twelve and over, it is precisely three weeks time to her twelfth birthday, three weeks, but she would not consider at all taking two i tried to explain that the manufacturers would not see three weeks as a problem especially when she is tall for her age, but no the nearest she would accept was one and half, brilliant ^_^ i wouldn’t change her or any of them for the world, after this wonderful pedantic daughter was my baby sophie whom i lost at 5 months, now i had been very lucky i had tried and managed to conceive immediately because i so wanted twins and my second daughter and sophie were so close but then i lost sophie, i was very lucky though i tried again immediately and had my son, so this is just about a little less than a year between him and second daughter, then of course a few years later came my youngest who god help me is such a character ^_^ when people learn my son is autistic they often look at me with such sympathy and say things like ‘oh you poor thing that must be such a lot of hard work’, yet really my gorgeous son is, well he does have his own world and if this world encroaches on that then yes things can be a little difficult for him but not for me, if anything my youngest daughter is the one to challenge any parent ^_^ i don’t care how experienced you are as a parent you still would need a whole mountain of patience with my youngest ^_^ oh she is adorable, very pretty and such a soft sweet voice, so well mannered and people all love her, but, well she is a challenge, she suffers the worst night terrors so say good bye to regular sleep patterns, fine i can cope with that, she never and i mean never takes in even the most simple/important concepts, to this day we have our home decorated in dark colours; people see the living room and say oh thats lovely dark purple how courageous of you, hmm yes i love purple but it also means you don’t get to see the latest masterpiece my youngest painted/drew/smeared with sauce/glued/scratched/glittered unless of course you look round the room far enough to see the tv , yes she adorned that too, first she painted the whole screen with glue then glittered the top and across the screen then drew on screen with felt tip, i was only making the tea, i come in and lo and behold the new too damn expensive tv is now part of a glittery barbie world and we now can’t see half the people on tv because i cannot get that damn glue stuff off. no i won’t hide such stuff i can hear some people mutter in the background there, it’s like this- all my kids from the day they are born are encouraged to be as arty as possible, i am even guilty of buying arty stuff before new clothes or shoes, i am arty/crafty myself and i wanted each of them to feel that at any time they can produce wonderful pictures, and yes i have tried teaching the youngest til i am blue in the face that we only do this on paper but it just doesn’t sink in, my latest discovery of her’s has just happened i have just come upstairs to my bedroom where i sit and chatter to you lot here and discover she has drawn and written her name all over my tablecloth i have on the table next to my bed, ho hum. the walls glass windows, clothes, beds everywhere that has a surface she will add to that surface and this is just one of the more adorable habits we have grown used to , i am still working on getting her to flush the chain (toilet) sigh, she is six and she wants to go to disneyland for her seventh birthday next year i am working on her being able to use a bathroom without wrecking it and flushing the chain would be a start, if i succeed we go to disney, wish me luck ^_^ we have to hide all womens things like sanitary towels she has a lot of fun with them, i find them stuck in pretty patterns all over, we now have a high shelf she (hopefully) cannot reach, we have had to twice pay a plumber to come and sort out the toilet because she puts her dolls and teddies and just about anything she can fit down there, yes i have learned to have eyes in the back of my head, to accompany her at all times, and yes it really is a case of if the house is quiet then panic because you can bet your bottom dollar she is up to something ^_^ so my son he is no problem because i have a youngest daughter who is like all the naughty children you have ever met rolled into one gorgeous cutest little princess you ever saw^_^ she fools old women constantly she can charm them at a thousand paces away on account of her waist length ringlet (natural) auburn (again natural) hair they love her, saying all manner of sweet things that she just laps up, but she is very matter of fact, she is not rude she would never stick her tongue out or pull faces or anything like that but if someone smells she will tell them, well actually what she would do is ask them why they smell yukky, one of the lovely old women was so sweet and said ‘you have such beautiful auburn hair you are so lucky’ and my youngest said in a very matter of fact way, ‘i know,’ i at once said ‘oh honey please learn to say thank you not i know,’ she then turns to the old woman and says ‘and it is ginger by the way not auburn’, she will always insist on being ginger but it is too dark to be ginger she is quite definitely auburn, she is the only child i know of in the world who actually wants to be ginger, sigh and anyway i make my excuses as we leave i talk to her about being nice to people and speaking politely and every time she will smile nicely and say yes , yet within the next five minutes she will have destroyed/drawn on/wrecked something else, last night i am hoping though she learnt something of a lesson after popping her to bed i had to go in several times as she kept jumping on beds/running around/ launching herself off the drawers, so i had been in one last time with the idea that she either settle down or i may have to tell santa that she didn’t deserve her presents, this as always brings forth a yell of no and she jumps in bed once again pretending to be asleep, i sit down not even five minutes later i hear a massive clanging noise, i mean this is one big noise so i was convinced she had broken something i went in asking what she had broken and there she is crying her eyes out she says she has broken her head, turns out soon as i left the room she had started jumping from one bed to another her sister shares her room she wasn’t there but youngest is jumping from one bed to the other and they are opposite ends of the room so she had miscalculated and jumped too far and bashed her head against the wall, she had a little egg shape on her head and i decided she had to come back in my room and sleep with me, it was the only way she was going to be safe, i explained to her that apart from upsetting me, santa, and everyone else, if she had just gone to bed as she was told instead of being naughty then her head wouldn’t hurt, she agreed and came to sleep in my bed so let’s see if she attempts the olympics in her room tonight ^_^ my second daughter wants a gecko for her birthday but i daren’t get her one until i can think of a way to keep it safe from the youngest ^_^
so this may help to explain why evry time i write a post or write some of my book (i finished the first draft of my fifth book last night woohoo ^_^ ) i am surrounded always by assorted children and animals i am happy though because if they are here with me then they are safe and happy and i am happy just to be with them, so tomorrow i have already all the gifts in the world my four beautiful children, bumped heads, drawn on wallpaper, and all the other wonderful cherished and often exasperating adventures they take me on ^_^
have a wonderful day everyone xx
ginger! not auburn
