Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Some Like It Hot

It's been a long hot Summer. But over the last few days, Brisbane and Australia has seen one of the worst heatwaves it's ever been through since around 2000. Today, we hit 38 Degrees Celsius (that's 100.4F for you guys in the States and Europe and the UK). We have been sweltering through the nights and really hanging out anywhere there is air conditioning.

For me, it's my home office where there is a window air-con which has been going since around 10am this morning on the refrigeration mode. And do you really blame me? I've quit eating anything because I sweat like you wouldn't believe when I do eat anything; and I've been having 3 showers a day instead of 3 meals a day - just to keep cool.

So, I hope you're all keeping an eye on your loved ones and pets (yep, pets are your family members who can't tell you how hot they are). 

Make sure any elderly friends or neighbours are okay.

Drink plenty of water. And if you're sick of water, drinking Cranberry Juice diluted half with mineral water is a wonderful thing to do; as it's great for your liver and kidneys. And it'll keep you hydrated better than any of those fizzy drinks you're currently drinking (aka: Fanta, Lemonade, Coke, Pepsi). And Pepsi-Max and Diet Coke are included in the bad things to drink in this weather.

Stay cool. Even if you hang out in your shower or bath tub filled with water. I have a public pool (but have never swum in it as it's just not clean! I have seen people bathe in it; so I'm not swimming in that!). So, I'm having cool showers and keeping wet handkerchiefs nearby to put around my neck, wipe my arms and face with and just to keep myself cool with.

Eat when you feel like it, not because you have to. You may not feel very hungry in this heat - and that's understandable. I have eaten breakfast and now I'm not going to eat anything until I'm ready to. The heat makes me feel disgusting and if I was to eat at this time of day (at the hottest time of the day), I'd be sick as hell. Only eat what you feel like and when you feel like.

Rain dancing... okay, this sounds like a weird thing to do. But I've been waiting for the rain to happen. When it does, I go out into it (no matter what time it is of the day or night) and run around in it. For one thing, it's wonderful to have nice cool water from Mother Nature on your face. And if you do it at night, it's nice to go back to bed without having turned on the shower. But wait about 2 minutes before you do this so the first lot of pollution hanging around the air is flushed out... if the rain goes away within that time, well, hit the shower and cool off that way. Yep, I've gotten up and had a 2am shower just to get some decent sleep. 

But then, some people love the heat. If you're one of those people, well, okay, that's great. I hate it. You can't eat anything without sweating your guts out. Feel sick all the time. You can only drink so much water before feeling sick. And you can only take off so much clothing before you offend somebody... anybody. Well, keep cool everyone. If you're in an area of the world where you're under 4 - 6 feet of snow, please send some this way... we really need it. Until my next post, take care, stay cool and safe and remember, I'm always here.

Sunday, January 31, 2016

Believe and Trust No-One

I'm so stoked to say that I watched 'The X-Files' movie last night; and it still creeped the crap out of me after all these years. When I first watched it, over 10 years ago, I didn't fully appreciate it. But now, I totally enjoyed everything about it.

And tonight, they're airing 'The X-Files' the mini-series, which is going to kick off the return of the television series again. 

I can't wait! 

And yes, I used to watch the original show way back when it was a dorky little show on channel 10 in the 1990's. We didn't think anything of watching it on a Saturday night and enjoying it for what it was: a great story of sci-fi proportions. I even went so far as to own the soundtrack, a coffee mug with 'The X-Files' on it and yes, I have one of the original t-shirts still in my wardrobe too (and the big 'X' on the front actually glows in the dark. This is something I didn't know until recently when my brother told me he could see me walking up to his house in his backyard and he had turned out the back light - he thought it was creepy as hell and turned the light back on!). So, what things from this show have you guys have (if any)and do you still enjoy the music and talking about it all? Have you read the books written from the shows?

However, Mum and Dad have been taping it and catching up on the old episodes lately and they watched a couple of them one day with me and found that they were really gross and in-you-face. Mum didn't realise how in-depth they were when it came to the details in these shows and can totally understand where I get my fascination for enjoying 'Supernatural' and its horror/fantasy.

Anyway, I'm going to finish watching a sit-com I have on dvd and then ready myself for the wonderful mini-series tonight. Until my next post, take care, stay safe and remember, I'm always here.

Thursday, January 28, 2016

Future Pressures of Being Perfect

I just watched a 2-minute video on Facebook about being a woman in today's world. It was made with women from my parents' generation telling the camera that if they could have their time again, they'd slow down more, take their time to be themselves, hold their babies close and dance longer on the dancefloors before coming home - all while they had the time.

In today's world of everything being perfect, everything happening right now, everything having to be done before a certain deadline of yesterday, women forget that they have to take care of themselves first. 

We forget that there is time to sit down and read those books we've always wanted to. There is time to get in and learn how to sew that lovely dress or make those curtains just the way your Mum or Grandmother used to. There is time where you can tend to the garden you've always wanted... you have to make the time in your life to do those things.

I realise there's other things to get done. There's work during the week, family to care for, bills to pay, kids to take to their sports and activities. However, there has to be time for you and you alone; and if you leave this 'me' time until your children leave home and head off into their own lives, you'll find that you've given away your 'me' time, that you haven't looked after yourself in any way; that the things you've always wanted to do have been pushed to one side and been neglected for so long, you won't know how to get back into them because you may have simply lost interest in them.

Years ago, I found I was the most unhappy person; and because I lived alone, I knew I couldn't blame anyone else but myself for my unhappiness. So, I went in search of my lost happiness. I tried out so many things - and it took me years to find the right things that triggered my happiness - and found that there was my inner child and teenager telling me that I had left them behind. 
At some point, I had become a serious high school dropout who went off to college, found myself a job and was suddenly earning a wage aged 18. I needed to nurture my inner self and allow my inner child/teenager to have the fun I used to have. I started collecting records/vinyls. I started gardening, reading and writing exactly what I wanted to. I stopped trying to please so many people, and my life became better.

This is what so many people have found is lacking. The video on Facebook is what all young people aren't doing. Its message is telling us of the younger generation to slow down and enjoy the world we have, the life we have exactly the way we have it. It's not because once we get old we can't do anything, it's because years fly by and we'll look up from our phones and realise the world has changed too much around us; and we'll wonder why the hell we didn't experience it when we had the chance instead of stressing over the technologies that have us brainwashed into thinking we're supposed to be the perfect humans.

We're not perfect.

We're not supposed to be perfect.

What we are supposed to do is just live life and enjoy ourselves.

Is that so hard to do?

Busy Few Days

I've had the busiest few days, so much so, I haven't had much time to myself lately. Amongst the decluttering of the townhouse - which is going really well - I've been working with my next door neighbours concerning the welfare of both our places due to termites.

Yep, those nasty little critters munched on their place years ago and the people who got the place treated back then didn't repair the house. Instead, they just left it to fall apart, thinking it'd be okay. But it's not.

So, we're talking and working out what to do; seeing my place to be treated as well.

Anyway, yesterday was shopping day and I went out early to the Rochedale Fruit Markets only to have to turn around and come back because I forgot my keycards and money. I hate that. But then, everyone does that every once in a while.
I bought Dad's Birthday gift, paid off part of my vinyl of David Bowie's 'Blackstar' at the music store and then did my grocery shopping. It's been going well.

Then, today, I went out and did some small stuff which turned into big stuff. All I wanted to do was drop off my 3rd Donation Box of goodies to Vinnies, go to Spotlight to buy some more tapestry and check the mail on the way home.
I ended up at Mum and Dad's place, at the mechanic's, at the post office, at the tattooist's... anywhere but finding my way home. Sure, I passed it a number of times, but I didn't get anywhere close to pulling into the driveway for around 5 hours; on a day when I was supposed to be out for only an hour. 

Oh well, I guess the best laid plans do go astray. And this weekend is going to be spent doing something I don't want to do instead of hanging out at home... well, until my next post take care, stay safe and remember, I'm always here.

Monday, January 25, 2016

Hot Summer Days

It's only days away from when the kids all go back to school - another year older, another year on in their schooling. Some of them are going onto college and university and some are going into high school, while the younger tots are heading into their first year of primary school.

This year, I've seen a lot for the first month. There's been so much sadness this month; and we all feel as though we've lived a year before the first month has gone by.

David Bowie - our most brightly-coloured of the colour spectrum of singer/songwriters, actors and artists - has left us to make the night sky look so very different in every way. He's even got a star constellation named after him and there's a David Bowie Day now (20th, January - mark that down in your diaries for next year).
Then, Alan Rickman died the next day. What a great loss to the movie world this man was. He wasn't my favourite movie star, nor one of the most attractive ones, but he was a classic star all of his own - a very traditional actor of our time.
And to make things worse, Glenn Frey of the Eagles died. Damn! How much worse could this month get? A mere week after David Bowie, this wonderful guitarist left us without his brilliant riffs to air guitar to; and we all went out to buy Eagles music again and play it all up loud. 

I've been cleaning out the house faster than I thought I could. I'm onto my 3rd Donation Box and it's filling up quickly. I've thrown out a pair of jeans which have a tear in the bum (and I haven't worn them in a year) and so I'm going to look for jeans that fit me this year and give away the size 14 jeans that don't fit me, as they're too big. Why I bought them, I'm not sure, but I will get in and make sure I have clothes I love and will wear all the time. 

This 31-day Challenge has been great. I've done well this year; and have only a few things to clean out before I delve into a couple of drawers around the house and some bags of paperwork, then I'll have a house which is much easier to work with. I don't want to be living in a house filled with so much stuff I don't know what to do with it. And yet, I don't want to be a person who's moving and finding that I have a whole lot of crap I should have gotten rid of moving with me. 

Anyway, this year has been a lot easier to do the first clean-out than in previous years where I struggled with it. This year, I know what I need to throw out, what I need to keep and how to let it go. It's not what my family will think of it all, it's what I think of it all; and that's what counts in the end. Until my next post, take care, stay safe and remember, I'm always here.

Sunday, January 17, 2016

Early Start

It's a Sunday. Normally, I lay about in bed until around 9am and make myself pancakes with my coffee. However, this morning, I was up at 6am and to the paper shop to buy the paper. Since David Bowie passed away, the newspapers have had tributes about him in every paper around. And the Sunday Mail was no different. Richard Wilkins had written a large piece about him and his thoughts about the rock icon; as this man was one of those who met a lot of rock/pop stars.

But I didn't stay up. I went back to bed. I just didn't have the energy to keep going... sleeping in was on my agenda today and so I did just that until around 8am and then, I got myself going. 

Today, I've done well, really well! I got in and did two loads of laundry (and with this warm day and strong wind, it's already dry!). Before I put any laundry out, I mowed the lawn, pulled weeds and threw out my Buddha statue because it was falling apart on me. Pity... it was a nice statue. But then, when I bought it, it was deleted stock - and little wonder why. This is probably why it was. 
Anyway, the laundry was hung out and I went inside to clean up the lounge. As I did, I listened to the tribute to David Bowie - it was a repeat of yesterday's. I had missed half of it, so I sat down with the paper and read what Richard Wilkins had to say about David Bowie and enjoy the music on Triple M. Then, I suddenly got the urge to write a poem! It's been years since I pulled out my poetry books, and I had to go looking for them. To the music on Triple M, I wrote a poem about David Bowie's music, his life and how we're all going to miss him using some of his song lyrics.

I finished reading the paper (and it's still on the lounge) and then made myself a drink and put out the rubbish, added to the 'Donation Box' for tomorrow and then jump online. For the rest of the day, I'm going to do ... not much... because tomorrow is going to be a full day of being out for a couple of hours in the morning before I return home and fill the donation box again. Well, until my next post, take care, stay safe and remember, I'm always here.

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Goodbye to Everyone's Starman

I don't think the music world will be the same this week after the shock news of the passing away of David Bowie. 

He was Ziggy Stardust.

He was the Thin White Duke.

He was our Starman.

I grew up with his strangeness on the radio and loved every minute of it - even when my friends thought it wasn't the most in music around, and they went off and listened to Bros and other boy-bands. I stuck with my favourites I'd known since I was young:

The Cure
The Police
Pink Floyd
The Who

yes the list goes on... but I loved my English bands as well as my Aussie bands and US bands. But David Bowie was a musician who struck a certain chord in me I couldn't tell anyone about. It's like looking at a painting and finding something in it that nobody else can; and yet you're the only one who can see it.

However, I think everyone has this feeling with Bowie's music at some point in their life. 

And David Bowie wasn't just a musician, he was an actor as well. He was the Goblin King in 'Labyrinth' and played a very serious role in 'Merry Christmas, Mr. Laurence'.

However as with any musician or artist, David Bowie's work is what he will be remember by the most, as well as the things people knew about him. He was a left-handed person, who played the guitar right-handed (I noticed this in a film clip from 1972 of 'Starman'). And he wore just about anything in that decade and coloured his hair a collection of colours too. He also had one blue eye and one darker eye - which wasn't really true. The pupil in left eye was permanently open after something happened to it when he was a teenager causing it to stay open like it has for the rest of his life - otherwise he had blue eyes. He also loved to read as well. I will miss him horribly, as we all will. But he's joined the other great legends up there in the clouds - Jimi Hendrix, Elvis Presley, The Big Bopper, Buddy Holly, Jim Morrison, Janis Joplin and any others who have left us here too soon. But the difference with David was that his work was completed; and he was ready to go there. Listen to his work, enjoy is music and remember how great he was, and will always be. 

Thursday, January 7, 2016

31 Day Challenge

I've jumped back into Peter Walsh's 31 Day Challenge on his Facebook page and on Youtube. And so far, I've given away 1 box of charity goodies to Vinnies. 


Well, that's a good thing to get done in the few days we've all been doing it worldwide. I've also cleaned out the shampoos and conditioners in my bathroom and thrown a lot of them into the bin (these are ones which were all mostly used and were of no use to me anymore). 

Over the next few days, I'll be working on putting away all my laundry and making sure the living room is tidied up again and I'll put away the Christmas decorations; making the house resume its normal everyday look until next year.

There's still things I have to look at throughout the home. There's bags of rubbish I have to sort through and throw out, there's clothes I want to look through in my wardrobe to give away and there's still a lot of things I want to do to make sure the house stays in good working order. Mum's stayed here over the time I had my sun cancers done last year, and she said that the cupboards are all incredibly organised, but the rest of the house is the problem - I just don't seem to have the space for anything around the place. She can see how I have problems trying to keep things in their own places - they don't have any permanent places to live; every place I put it is temporary, and that's not good.

Well, this is why I keep on cleaning out, so I can find permanent places for my things I want to keep. Well, until my next post, take care, stay safe and remember, I'm always here.

Sunday, January 3, 2016

Looking Good'n'Pretty

I have been looking around the internet lately - and noticed something which has become something of a style lately: not dressing up to look good.

Now, I'm not sure if it's just me noticing this or if it's all about what's in the news, magazines or what I saw around the partying arena on New Year's Eve, but I have noticed that there's less and less women taking pride in their appearance these days.

A lot of them just won't dress up in a nice outfit, put on the make-up, do their hair, figure out the right ear-rings to match along with the necklaces, rings and maybe a broach, strut their stuff. Okay it takes time - maybe an hour to get all that stuff done - but really, it means you have self-love, you want to put your best foot forward and you want people to see you take pride in what you're wearing.

I'm in my 40's and when I first lived where I do, I found it was a poor area, but my Mother told me to keep my standards up - to never let the people of the area cause me to wear anything less than what I should be wearing normally. And you know something? She's right.
As time went on, I dressed in my good clothes to go shopping, with my make-up on, did my hair nicely and wore my best jewelry as I never knew who I'd be running into while I was out and about grocery shopping. And a lot of the times I was dressed better than most of the mothers out there doing their normal grocery shopping... who at the time went shopping in their pajamas! Yes, it was at that time, that people really didn't care what they looked like. I was stunned to find people walking around in their Winter P.J's, dressing gowns, Ugg boots with their handbags and messy hair... talk about not giving a rat's arse about what they looked like! And they gave me strange looks wondering why I was dressed up.

Well, now - about 5 years later - there's not so many people doing that anymore, but I still find a lot of people have taken to walking around in yoga pants, track pants and Active-wear. They don't go to a gym, but they own Active-wear and go out shopping in it. I don't understand why they own it when they don't go jogging, to Yoga or any other fitness classes but they think it looks good to do this? I mean, just go out in your ordinary clothes - jeans, t-shirt, jacket, sneakers - is it so hard put on those things?

As I get older, I know I'm going to feel better in wearing what I want to wear and make sure I look just right before I go out. This is because I've been brought up to dress up no matter where I'm going. At Christmas, I dressed up to go to all my Christmas parties and loved it when all my friends did the same - however, we did have the odd non-committed type of person who looked out of place with us and they simply told us that they got sick of dressing up just go out. 
I don't think I could ever get sick of dressing up when I go out. I love to show off my outfits as I don't have anyone in my life to take me out. So, when I'm invited somewhere I make sure I really look great - even if I am overdressed a little - at least I know I'm going to have a great time; because you never know what'll happen when you're all dressed up with nowhere in particular to go and you get to meet somebody new. Until my next post, take care, stay safe and remember, I'm always here.


Happy New Year!

Now, I don't have resolutions, I have promises. This is where I promise myself things that I hope to do this year; then if I do break those promises I know it's something bigger than a resolution. So, I've got a few promises I'm going to write down to make sure I have done by the end of the year. 

1. Get another tattoo. 

I'm already saving up for this one. I'm hoping to put away money for it every fortnight and make sure I have enough by April to get it done.

2. Read more books from my collection.

Now this is something I didn't do much of last year. This year, I want to get in and read more - especially in my lovely big Reading Chair.

3. Refine my home's clutter.

I've been decluttering my home over the last few years. This year, it's time to bite the bullet and give away those things that I really just don't use anymore - some of those things will be hard to let go of, but once they're gone (because they're coated in dust), I'll be feeling better that they'll be in a better home.

4. Save money for another trip.

It's been almost 20 years since my last big holiday somewhere. I'd love to just get in Little Green Machine and go somewhere and sight-see. So, I'm hoping to save the money for this too. This will be the beginning of another saving lot for me too.

5. My Garden

I have to get in and work on my garden again. It's lovely, but there are a few plants that need repotting this Winter and so I have to buy newer, bigger pots and that's something I need to budget for.

So, what are you promises for yourself this year? Some of mine are for this year, some are more for the next few years (like my holiday, but I have to start somewhere). Well, until my next post, take care, stay safe and remember, I'm always here.

Wednesday, December 30, 2015

2015 - What a Year!

It's been most certainly a busy year for me. I've gotten a lot done around my house; as well as a lot done in my life.

I still have my Little Green Machine; and it's running very well. It did have to get a look at around November as the coils stuffed up and so I was without a car for a few days. However, she's been running well since.

But at the beginning of the year, I got a lot done. The decluttering of this townhouse intensified and I threw out more rubbish and gave away more things I didn't need. I reorganised the kitchen in such a way I really didn't have to look for anything by rummaging anymore - and I discovered Lazy Suzans... yes, those retro merry-go-rounds everyone seems to be using for the fridge, pantry and even the bathroom. 

The chair I worked on in the beginning of the year came home about a month later after it was finished being reupholstered ... and now it takes pride of place in my office where I sit in it after writing for hours on end, want to chill out at the end of a long day, or just sit and read in it whenever I want to - but I never get far and end up falling asleep in the lovely thing.

I scored myself my first tattoo on my right wrist of a semi-colon; for the Semi-colon Campaign. However, I'm not stopping at just that little bit of ink - I've planned to get myself another few before my life is through. I'm saving up to get Angel Wings on the back of my left shoulder. The reason for this is personal and spiritual - besides, if I told you guys, you'd probably laugh - so I'm getting it for my own reasons. When I get a tattoo, I won't be getting it because it's cute, there will be a story behind it. This time, it's hard to explain, but when I do get it, I'll tell you why. It will be next year I'll be doing it, though.

But the year hasn't been all roses. I recently had my sun cancers removed from my arms and my right hand - talk about painful! There were 6 of them and they weren't on the surface, they had to be cut out while I knocked out (this part I didn't mind; as I didn't want to be awake for any of it). And when I did wake up, I found that the ones on the hand the doctor said he was going to burn off, he ended up cutting out. He came into post-op and told me that they were deeper than he anticipated and he had to do what he did. 
These took so long to heal and I had to really care for them - making sure they healed up properly. So, I Googled some after-surgery oils to apply; and found Coconut Oil did the trick - and man, did it work! From the first application, I could feel it working its magic on my scar on my hand. And it's only gotten better since then.

Christmas crept up on all of us. One minute it was my 42nd, Pizza Party at my brother's house with family and close friends, and the next thing you know, I was scaring the crap out of kids on Halloween and Christmas adverts were being screamed at us on the television set. Fortunately for me, I had already done most of my Christmas shopping and had only a few things to pull together - yep, I'm always prepared and start my shopping around September or so. My Christmas Cards are posted off in November and then there's the decorations to put up around the place - which were late this year, but with my hand and arms the way they were, well, I had a good excuse to be slow. But they got there.

New Year's Eve is tomorrow and there's still preparation to get done. I'm looking forward to not spending another depressing one here in the unit complex. The last one I spent here, I was on my own and there were parties going on around the place and yet people knew I was on my own, and not a single one invited me for a drink or to to hang out. So, usually, I'd head to the coast... but I went there to recover from the surgery. This time, I'll be somewhere else. We'll be chilling out and enjoying our night with friends, food and music. That's how it's supposed to be enjoyed. 

So, I hope you are all enjoying your New Year's this year with people you love, at a place you're enjoying yourself. If you're driving take care, don't rush, don't drink'n'drive... and if you've had a few, have a designated driver who will take you home or call a cab (that's what they're there for). We need to see you all into the New Year and into the future. Until my next post, take care, stay safe and remember, I'm always here.

Saturday, December 26, 2015

Merry Christmas!

It's been a good couple of days with a sour ending last night. However, the good outweighs the bad in my case; as I received what I wanted, and gave more than I received.

On 24th, December, we gathered at my cousin, Kate's, place and had a wonderful Dutch Christmas where we ate more food than humanly possible, exchanged gifts, then scoffed down more food and coffee. Riley didn't know what to expect, as this was her first Christmas away from her Mum; and she hadn't seen a family Christmas where nobody was fighting. I asked how she was going a few times, she said okay, but I knew she was just sussing out the room and watching the party.

Gabe, my brother, loved the single malt fully-imported whiskey from Speyside, Scotland. Dad was impressed I found something that was such good quality for a good price - and Gabe loved it as he tried some of it when he arrived home; was too good to share with his buddies, so he's hiding that one on them - hehehee.
Kat received at pendant from me which was petrified wood. She loved it. I bought it off the silversmith himself at the gallery and she was impressed that I picked one that wasn't too heavy and the colour was just right. 
Mum and Dad's presents were given to them on Christmas Day, so I wasn't unwrapping mine alone here at home. I don't like being alone at Christmas; not since Little Miss Stevie died - it's just to depressing. I still miss her horribly.

At Mum and Dad's place, we exchanged gifts and enjoyed watching 'Arthur Christmas', an animated movie which had us falling around the lounge room laughing! It would have been hilarious on the big screen, but it was brilliantly done. 
I bought my folks two dvds - 'The King's Speech' and 'Mrs Brown's Boys D'Movie' and a few other things that I thought they'd love. Then I gave them a hand-crafted box I bought at the Logan Art Gallery; which Mum adored. They said they'd watch the movies down the coast and they would put the box to good use around the house - or even store their coasters in it on the coffee table in the lounge room... 
Lunch was leftovers and freshly peeled prawns. And of course we all ate too much food. But then, that's what Christmas is all about. We split up the food and enjoyed the rest of the afternoon watching another Christmas move with Michael Keaton in it and then I went home just before they left for the coast again.

The sour ending was last night. One of my neighbour's has a new girlfriend, and for some reason or another, we don't really get along (okay, we can't always get along with everyone, that's fine). So, I've kept to myself, minded my own business and done my own thing. She's made sure to pick on me, stick her face in mine and whenever possible scream abusive names at me when I've tried to talk to her about one thing or another. Yep, she rude. I'm not the only person she's rude to like this - so it's not an isolated incident. 
But last night, I was watching a movie and I heard what I thought was teenagers outside my house and to opened the door and told them to shut up; but it was her and her daughter. She screamed abuse at me as I closed the door... but I heard every word and I reopened it told her to piss off and really slammed the door. She upped the antie and became louder until she got into her car and drove away.
Last night, I wrote an email to the right authorities about the months of abuse I've copped because of her. I'm not putting up with her doing this to me.

But today, I was hanging out my laundry when I heard her boyfriend tell her that he heard what went on last night and he wanted her to apologise to me. She told him to bugger off and that she wanted me to apologise to her. He said that I had been very quiet today - and I had - and that they had better start looking for another place to live because he knows I've written an email. She got snotty about it, but didn't knock on my door. I don't expect her to get it that screaming abuse at somebody isn't right... but at the very least, admit it when she's not the nicest person to be around.

Anyway, I hope you've all had a better Christmas than I have in the end. At least most of my Christmas was wonderful. I have got plans in place for next year: save up for a new tattoo on the back of my left shoulder of Angel wings. And I'll be working on a sign post of fictional lands (similar to the one you see in M*A*S*H) to put in my garden. Until my next post, take care, stay safe and remember, I'm always here.