A photo can tell a thousand stories….

Do you remember in English class in school, being given a photo/picture to look at and then having to make up a story as to what happened? To look at a millisecond snapshot and be able to assume the story behind it, with no thread of conversation, no inkling of the surroundings of the photo or the lead-up to its existence? You don’t know the main characters in it, their history, what is being said. You cant even see the expression on the face of one of them. And yet you are asked to tell the story of what...
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Why I gave up the bubbles…..

NB: Before I write this, I want you to know I understand the seriousness of being an alcoholic. I am not belittling it or underestimating it. I also want to state that I am not, nor ever have been an alcoholic. I am not in denial. That’s a river in Egypt, don’t you know.   So this year I turn 40. This means that I have been of legal drinking age for 22 years. Out of those 22 years I worked in hospitality for 15 of them. Out of those 15 years I worked 5 days a week, 48...
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Today I left my Husband….

I left Mr Point Five today. For an hour. If I hadn’t, I would have picked the fight from hell and he didn’t deserve that. I left an hour early for school pick up and sat in the car. I had a magazine to read, one that I hadn’t managed to do more than skim through the headlines for the past two months, but to be honest I just sat there. I sat with the windows down and breathed in the sunshine and the gum trees. I gazed at the wisps of clouds in the sky and watched the branches dance in the light...
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Linky Blog – Brave

Linking up with Fi from My Mummy Daze for Stories of Me. This weeks Topic – Brave.   When I was a little girl, about 10 or so I think, I remember writing a poem. I still have it, in a box in storage, but one line from it (sort of from memory) reads “sitting inside, looking through my bedroom window. All my friends windows are bright and sparkly, but mine is frosted. Opaque. Smeared in dirt with cracks that I cannot stop from spreading” Or something like that anyway. You see, my Mum has been sick as long as I can remember...
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Linky Blog – First Day

Linking up with Fi from My Mummy Daze for    Stories of Me.   This weeks Topic – First Day.     Deviating from the comical whimsy for a glimpse into a window of my life before Point Five came along.   My First Day after my (ex) husband left.   The story of how we got to that day is a long and windy one, but it was in Ayers Rock where we were living  and working that we decided to end our three year marriage. Somehow we had managed to get right back to where we were 18 months earlier, when...
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Nowhere for me and my anger.

Edvard Munch “The Scream”, 1902  I am angry and I have nowhere to vent my anger. I find I am taking it out on my family when I should be rejoicing that they are alive and with me. My patience is at an all time low – I am yelling at my children for no good reason whatsoever, things that they cant help, and I think I am just about ready to snap. I need to get it out, cleanse my system of this wretched angst. I wish I was an American. I wish I could take all my pent up...
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Linky Blog – I Heart my Body

    Linking up with We Heart Life to celebrate our own body love.   All my life I have always been slender. “Aren’t you skinny??” would be one of the first things people would say about me, to me. I never knew how to react. I guess it was a compliment but sometimes there was a hint of a sneer, an unasked question of my health, an insinuation that perhaps I should be eating more. I have never had an eating disorder, never purged or vomited. Never even crossed mine or my parents mind – I just had a fast...
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I had a person….

I had a person.  A Christina to my Meredith.  We were both only children and yet we were each others sister. We had known each other since my Dad accosted her on my first day of High School at the train station. She was wearing my school uniform and my Dad asked her if she would “take me to school”. She had been riding the rails solo for many years and Im not sure what she thought of me needing an escort. Even though she was still in Junior School and it was my first year in High School, she showed...
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Who am I?

Joining up from Eden from Edenland for her linky blog called “who the hell are you””? Its a little bit serious but I have had a few wines so all should be good. Who am I?  Hi, my name is Lisa. I live in Cranbrook, South West WA, population 500 and this is the 5th house I have lived in in the past five years, thanks to hubby’s work. I am a second time wife, first time mother and dutiful only daughter to separated parents. My first husband loved his meth more than me and my second husband would give...
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