thank god its Twiday...

Well.... close enough. ~L~...

Matt and I had plans to go see the new Twilight Saga - New Moon Last night, and I have been counting down to "Twiday" aka Friday all week, though yesterday returned home from work with the worst hayfever that I think I have ever had in my life. My nose was litterally dripping.. YUCK...
so Matt loaded me full of drugs and sent me off to bed... Spoilsport.

This morning he had a shoot on in the city so it gave me the opportunity to sleep the morning away and try and feel a little more human and sound a hell of a lot more convincing when he returned and asked how i was feeling. I knew i had to my little white lie reserve for the month and tell him that i was feeling GREAT! ... I may have over done it, but hey... he could not argue... atleast i was upright and no where as stoned as i was when he sent me to bed. ~L~

So... with my little white lie down, i got out to see New Moon.... ~howls~ OMFG... I will understand if a lot of the team Edward gals jump ship and become Team Jacob supporters. Having a body that good should be down right illegal! Me, well I am standing fast as a Team Edward girl... There is something in that crooked little smile that takes my breath away... haha.

It is no where as good as the book but man, I am looking forward to watching it again and again when it is released on DVD....
Now... I guess I best start counting down til Eclipse is released.... i have no clue when that is... best i go google, huh!? ~L~

~looking up at the moon and howling again~ aarrrrrrrooooooooooooohhhhh...

hahahaha.
have a great night guys... my hayfever meds are starting to kick in again and i think its best that i go now before my fingers type something that my stoned little head may not find as amusing when its clear in the morning! ~L~

speechless.... angry.....~shaking head~ what can i say!?

I dont know about you, though I was raised in a house where it was wrong for a boy to hit a girl and have raised my son with exactly the same kind of respect for women as his father was raised and what i had heard all my life.

Sadly, it appears that not all kids are raised in the same way.

On the way home from school today, Miranda was assulted by a boy almost 8 years her senior. Yes, you read right.... my 8 year old was hurt by a 15 year old. Both Jamie and her walk home together and in a moment where Jamie had told her to drop a stone she was carrying, his ball that he was bouncing bounced away from him and he went after it, letting go of her hand for no more than a second, all shit fell loose.

She tossed the stone on the ground and it bounced, hitting this 16 year old boy on the back of the ankle. We are talking about a stone the size of a bit of gravel... something small enough that it is amazing that he even felt it... anyway before jamie could get back onto the footpath to Miranda, this kid had grabbed my little girl by the throat, ripped her up into the air and was projecting her towards the pavement. His hand firmly around her throat still, he was leaning over her with his fist brought back ready to lay into her.

Jamie tossed the ball at the kid, hitting him to distract him and called him something rather "obscene" to be repeated here, and in that second that it took for him to be distracted from Miranda, Jamies friend grabbed miranda and pulled her away.

She has brusing down her neck to her shoulder, skin grazed from areas on her back which is going to scab badly, skinned elbows and bruises all over. Quiet understandably, she is a complete mess, as is poor Jamie who has not stopped crying for more than a few minutes all afternoon.

The police were called and have arrested the boy, taken him to the police station to be finger printed and charged. The police are disgusted that this boy found no remorse in what he had done, and that his actions, if had not been distracted would have been most definately, horendous.

Matt and I, as you can very well imagine want to do very bad things to this boy and make him hurt in a way that he has not ever hurt before in his life. Matt.... my goodness, I have never seen him so wild... his eyes are dark .... and its scary... my gentle giant.... well..... it hurts to see him so lost as to what to do
Work is putting him on stress leave... His friend is going to teach Jamie how to box and Miranda how to defend her self (not that we would expect her to ever be able to fight off someone so much larger than herself)... me, well I am upset.. angry and like matt, lost as to what to do... though I am doing what I do best... distracting myself and planning my day for tomorrow out in my head. He will stay home with them... I will work... simply, so I dont become the mess that I am on the inside, on the outside.

Godess give us strength.

Scraptastic Saturday...

(Please, Cathy, Sit before you fall down with shock at the following announcement!!)

I can't remember the last time that I sat for long enough to finish one layout in a day, though today, I am proud to say that I have created 3 Layouts... One of them is complete with photo, while the others still have photos to take and add. (~whispering so that Matt does not hear... just yet... ~ that is my cunning plan for tomorrow... to get Matt to come out with us all somewhere, set up the tripod and timer and just take some fun family shots.)

You know, he has seen these layouts today though has not asked what photos I am planning on using... clueless man.....~ snickering~

I am hoping that not only will we get these photos taken tomorrow, though I can get Matt to run them through adobe, fix them up, crop them and take them to get printed as well.... IF I get my way, you should see them some time tomorrow afternoon....

If the weather is nice, forget everything, other than the knowledge that we are updating our family photos.... the layouts will be uploaded on the next rainy weekend... because if tomorrow is anything like today has been... tomorrow i will be doing the beach bum thang!

yet another proud mama moment

Earlier today, while still working I happened to miss a call from Kieras school.. When i saw the missed called after work I thought I best call Matt and make sure that everything was okay. I was so relieved when he said that all was fine, that he too had been called by the school.
Apparently, Kiera had won an award for a Media project she had done, though we were asked to keep it hushed and get her up to the school between 7 & 8pm to receive this award at the year 11 art show. (she is only in yr 10 btw but her stuff was being shown anyway).

We got up to the school just before 8 only to be quickly ushered through the doors and told to go and see the principal. (the awards had all been presented about 10 mins earlier)... Kiera was still wondering what was happening at this point... She regardlessly, headed to the principal who eagerly shook her hand and presented her with a PRINCIPAL AWARD and a credit note for $50 to go towards her school books for next year.

Needless to say, this was a wonderful end to a week and yet another proud mama moment!

Happy friday!!