Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Tuesday Tease....True Story

Short But Sweet

True Story Tuesday

I went on a brief sea-side holiday with my family.
I normally pack everything EXCEPT the kitchen sink,
with grand ideas of doing SO much more.
I inevitably come home from holidays
feeling like I've somehow failed myself
for not achieving more in my 'break'!!!
So this break, I gave it up...I let go, I just let inspiration come to me.
I welcomed in with open arms

I have been having withdrawals NOT doing any art that was for me...just me NOT a bunch of other peoples children,
instead of nurturing the child within...
my own inner child.
I even played with my, my camera and my wireless remote :0)

So this time all I took were two pad, one black & one white
A white chinagraph pencil.
I black and white paint pen
and a fineline black marker!
Water paints in a tin and a few paint brushes.

The water paints and I didn't really 'gel' on this break
The Chinagraph pen and I had fun :0)

It was nice having inspiration at my doorstep :0)

Can you spot the inspiration for the
second picture in amongst
this flotsam and jetsam??

I went away on a short break
and I actually did a little bit of art.

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and see what tales others
have to tell Rachel and Mr Daddy

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Monday, October 12, 2009

✰✰SOOC Week End✩✩✩A Vacation For Your Eyes✰✰

Welcome to the SOOC weekend you have when you're not having a SOOC Weekend :0)


...So I'm SOOCing it...
without Mr Linky
To show her
How much of an impact her encouraging us to Show our photos....
without fear
Straight Out Of Camera
has had on me :0)
She has made me a better photographer
because I set out to shoot the best shot I can, so I don't have to edit much, if I edit at all!.
I have gotten to know my camera SO well
all thanks to Melody over at Slurping Life.
I've said it before and I'll say it again
So.....Inspired By Melody
Here is my SOOC Impromptu Seaside Break Away
For which I was very THANKFUL my dear husband took the time to arrange
I'll let the photos tell the story :0)

Point Sampson
Western Australia
The Pilbara

Thanks for dropping by

Slurping Life

✩✩✩Letters of Intent.....the second installment✩✩✩

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A Letter From One Woman To Another,
From One Mother To Another!


Why You picked a fight with the Wrong Girl!

If you had sat down and talked to me woman to woman,
perhaps you would have taken a moment or two to really think about
what you'd proposed to do, what you proposed to initiate!

One of the issues I had with you Carole Helen Leanne Colvin/Nelson/Gibson,
was the way in which you came after me. With no regard to how your actions would effect your partner's children, their emotional state, their futures or their relationships with their father!
Or did you?
Did you know exactly what you were doing when you came after me and when you came after their home? Did you know the rift you would create?
Hmmm, I believe you most certainly did.
I know when people separate, assets are reviewed and reasonable settlements 'in fairy land' are the objectives of couples. With this in mind..I believe that the best interests of the children need to be considered above and beyond those of the parents first and foremost!
Carole, who's interests were you focusing on? In who's best interest were the 'demands' that you put to me, on behalf of Murray, via a lawyer of course?
Not the kids that's for bl@@dy sure!

Let me just lay down a little background information here for you Carole...because perhaps you acted the way you did out of ignorance for the situation rather than just pure ignorance!!!! Hey I'm willing to give anyone the benefit of the doubt! {**coughs~bullshit~coughs**}
See, with Murray working away on the mine sites 6,7,8,9,10 weeks at a time, he didn't really have a need for our family home in Salisbury Street.
Add to that the fact that when he was home on break for his week off, he lived at your place, (~Hey, how did Centrelink feel about that? With you claiming the single parents benefits because you were separated and all OH and because of course wouldn't work...your children needed you right??? Besides, God forbid you might break one of those hideously painted claws if you worked!!!!~)
Oh wait, that's right, you asked his sister to lie for you didn't you?
She said he lived with her didn't he?
So Centrelink probably were duped into thinking you were being above board with them!
Anyways...I digress.

...continuing back ground information....

See, had this house been a house Murray and I had hunted around for, fallen in love with, brought and started to raise our family in, I would have sold it in a flash, split the cash as the courts directed or even come to an out of court settlement with Murray.
You had NO RIGHT to stick your pointy a$$ beak into that arena.

Not when my kids are the fifth generation of MY FAMILY to have called this lump of bricks and mortar home!

This IS my children's home, it IS my home, my mother, my grandparents and my great grand-father all called this home.
It was bought with a Returned War Serviceman's Loan
in 1947 for £3000.00

♡♡This is my Grandparents on their wedding day♡♡

You had NO right to ask, NO~ demand I sell the home.
Or pay you...eeerm sorry..Murray, some $30,000.00 in 30 days or you'd petition the courts to sell it!!!!!
Your gall enraged me.
Now the rage is replaced by pity...pity that you are driven by the need to accumulate material any expense!
Your push....cost him his life.
That dark dog named Death
always comes back
and lays at your feet doesn't it Carole?
How does that make you feel?
Do you see Murray's dead face, when you close your eyes laying in that bed he paid for at night? Under the roof he paid for...with his life?
How does that sit with you Carole?
It would only be a problem if you actually had a conscience though I suppose?

Something I know you knew...
The house was not mine free and clear.
When my Grandma was purchased from my Mother, Aunts and Uncle.
It had a mortgage against it.
With everyones express knowledge that the house.
no matter what the future held...was a non negotiable!
My Children were always going to be able to call it home.

I was never going to be the money grabbing ex-wife. I did not expect Murray to cover the entire mortgage.
So with a five year old, a four year old and two and a half year old,
I went back to teaching full time!
Whilst you lived in a property, did not work, received money as maintenance from the fathers of your children, received the single parents benefit from the government AND spent Murray's money as it suited you, keeping a roof over YOUR children's heads!

God forbid Murray support his children during this time!
Why were you entitled to money for your children,
but I wasn't?
Well as far as you were concerned anyway!

From Woman to Woman,
From Mother to Mother,
What was going through that vacuous head of yours?
Was it greed?
Such a deadly deadly sin, and clearly not always deadly simply for the sinner as this little act of greed turned out!
That poisonous yearning, to accumulate 'stuff', predominantly money though right?
At any/or all cost!
How does that dark dog feel at your feet Carole? Comforted yet?

Why in the world would you want to displace Murray's children?
( know what, I know it was all about me ;0)...girl you were so insecure weren't you tisk tisk tisk)
{{{...shakes head...}}}

At this point I want to thank you for the five year legal battle you initiated...heck Murray couldn't renew his drivers licence without help from the current 'woman' running his life at any particular time! Damn if I didn't gain an incredible amount of intestinal fortitude as a result of what you put me through!
I know you were playing puppet master.
Didn't quite work out how you planned it though did it?
Even getting your Father to write a false statutory declaration stating Murray owed him money, so Murray could put in a debtors petition for bankruptcy didn't quite pan out how you planned did it? By the way, loved the way your father couldn't show up in Court to answer to my lawyer!
Suppose that's just part of how we were able to partition the Federal Court of Australia and eventually over turn the bankruptcy in the Family Court of Western Australia!

That's why today...I still call this house...HOME!
You never stood a chance you poor dolt?
If only you had sat and taken the time to talk to me
Woman to Woman.
Mother to Mother.
Perhaps your husband would still be alive today!
Perhaps my children would still have a man in their lives they could call Father.

Encouraging him to work for Drillcorp out of Mauritania in West Africa, to avoid both child support AND the court costs that were ordered against Murray, may have gotten him out of paying the debt he was responsible for, and it may have left me to cover the $50,000.00 court costs Murray was ordered to pay, as Murray was not residing in Australia.... but it was far more costly than I suppose you ever imagined wasn't it?
Girl...I bet you didn't see his death coming did you?
Probably just like he didn't see the mosquito that gave him the deadly strain of Malaria coming either?
Can you remember how he looked lying in his coffin?
I can't....and for that I'm grateful.
I remember him alive and vibrant, a glorious pain in the a$$ at times...but I remember him alive. Thanks for threatening to sue the funeral home if his children or any members of his family turned up to say their goodbyes to him!
I'm truly grateful, his father, family members, friends and children hold a pleasant picture of their son and father and friend in their hearts!
Thanks for exerting that control...I think it worked out for the best :0)

Also I give thanks, that through this all, this man came in to their lives.

(we'd been seeing each other a few months at the time this photo was taken)
A night at the circus...what a treat!
They have THIS Man
who they call

Also, as a FAMILY we welcomed this beautiful little one into our world
three years ago now
(but you already know that because you saw my beautiful family
at Murray's funeral didn't you? That's right!)

Man I have a lot to thank you for Carole.

♡♡Lord, I am Blessed♡♡

Thank you
because of your interfering selfish greedy self centered actions,
I have all I have today

♥♥I am blessed♥♥

♡WE are blessed♡


Letters of Intent

Saturday, October 10, 2009

✩✩✩Letters of Intent✩✩✩

Julie over at Foursons
Does this little 'thang' each week
{{I made my way to Julie's Blog via Rachel and Mr Daddy's place, Once Upon A Miracle}}
She, Julie, invites you to get stuff of your chest.
Her invite this week

"Have something you're itchin' to tell someone? Are you irritated beyond belief? In love head over heels? Have a soapbox you need to stand on? Know a business you're ready to put out of business? Well here's your chance!

Write a letter to a person, place, thing, or idea. Tell the who, what, when, where , and why. (Sorry- I've subbed in English classes twice this week.) Make sure to grab my button from my left sidebar and link up below. It's fun and you'll be so glad you did!"

For me it is all a little surreal.
I have just had a short seaside vacation with the family.
Things have been quite...ummm...testing,
yes testing is the phrase I will use, for both my family and myself.
Taking baby steps, I have been moving forward.
I have been proactive...even when I've crawled into bed and pulled the covers up over my head for the best part of a day, it has still been a proactive effort to move forward.
Sometimes the best we can manage is to insulate ourselves from the world on the other side of the quilt, to take a moment to recharge, to shut out the crazies, to find a little quiet and solitude in this crazy hustle and bustle world we call LIFE and recharge!
To close my eyes and go to my very own special place of Zen.

I sat at the kitchen table, when it was quiet, when the others were busy away from the house playing on the beach...or even when all but me were sleeping peacefully in their beds late at night... I watched the Fullmoon rise and set and I watched the Sun rise, all from the comfort of the front Verandah,
and I put pen to paper.
I tore out many pages in frustration, I jotted ideas as I read and re-read the thoughts...the thoughts that have been swirling, somedays hauntingly, other days tauntingly, around in my mind for far to was time to write a letter.
A letter from one woman to another another,
from one mother to another!
It is time to set these thoughts free.
It's time to reclaim my power!
To dissolve the power I allowed you to have over me Carole.
To render you insignificant...and even that is a higher status than you deserve in my life!

{{Warning...this is a pretty heavy Letter of Intent. Respectfully though fellow bloggers, it is something I have needed to do for a very long time. I believe the universe gives out subtle invitations and encouragement to act, though often we do not see the signs for one reason or another, or even a myriad of reasons. Other times I believe we are not yet strong enough to 'muck out the stable' If you're up for a bit of a ride, jump on board...but if you have a weak stomach...please stay behind. Parts of this journey ain't gonna be pretty, 'cause there is a bit of sh!t to wade through and I don't think I'll be up for be apologizing for ANYTHING I write, pssst~ it might do you good to pop on a pair of those stupid looking fishing waders...SERIOUSLY...better to look a little silly than to step in a heap of cr@p!}}

I'm going do go about this a little differently, if no one minds, over this next week I will write a series of letters, a sequence of sorts, because the catalyst for this letter is a very twisted, convoluted series events that ultimately led to the totally unnecessary death of my first husband, my ex-husband Murray ~read page four~,the father of the first three of my Earth Angels, who I lovingly refer too as the ♡♡He and She-Devils♡♡
lets face it most of us have short attention spans, that or fifteen kids screaming at us to rescue the cat from the toilet, feed them, find their missing sock. hairbrush, shoe, toothbrush, schoolbag, homework, or drive them somewhere! We don't have the time to sit and read novels.
So I'll Do this in Short bursts...if they grab your attention, then pop back during the week for the ensuing contributions to my
Ladles and Jellyspoons
buckle up here we go

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A Letter From One Woman To Another,
From One Mother To Another!

Carole, how differently things might be today had you not been so threatened by me. I truly wish your self esteem and sense of self worth had been stronger, more positive.
Perhaps if it had been, you could have sat down and talked to me woman to woman!
If that had happened, perhaps Murray would be alive today.
Perhaps my children would have had the chance to nurture relationships with their father,

It has taken a long time for my attitude towards you to change.
I hated you for the longest time.
I had a hard time dealing with that emotion because I am not a hater!
I think hate is such a strong word, such a destructive emotion and not a particularly healthy emotion to foster.

I dislike many things in this world, I hate very, very few.
You Carole, I have hated!
Today however, the strongest emotion you evoke in me is PITY.

{FYI bloggers, Carole, for whatever reason, likes to be known by various surnames depending on the situation. Her maiden name, her first married name and the name she used when it suited her after she married my late ex-husband, his surname Gibson.}
Why did you do that Carole, swap and change your surname so frequently?

How sad you were so insecure in your relationship with Murray.
You had to have been insecure, that or you are straight out selfish, self centered, narcissistic and, well...just plain mean!
I pity your need to constantly control things around you
and in my case,
things that you had no d@mn right to get involved in or to attempt to claim control over.
My relationship with Murray and his relationship with our children were not your relationships and you had no right trying to exert control over them.
I allowed you, unknowingly, to exert control over me for a very long time and I watched you squirm with insipid glee as you revelled in the drama you created, that you manipulated.
I pity you, because you chose the wrong girl when you chose to come after me.
I was the WRONG girl to come after.

I'm sorry you didn't take the time to sit down and talk to me woman to woman because perhaps if you had, you would have had a first hand opinion about what kind of person I am. If you were perceptive enough, you would have worked it out!
If only we'd sat and talked woman to woman!
If you had known me a little better you would have known that entering a battle to right an injustice IS the kind of battle I will step up to!
Your actions against myself and against my children, mine and Murray's children were unjust.
Do you know that many people believe your actions were just pure evil?
You've actually earned yourself the label "The Toxic Avenger"
...well that and "The Evil Step-Monster"!
Your actions were kinda evil Carole.

I have trouble understanding how you could behave the way you did.
How, as a mother, could you, and why would you, try to separate a father from his children?

Why did you feel you couldn't sit down and talk to me woman to woman Carole?

Why Carole?

Not seriously expecting an honest reply let a lone a reply at all.
Hoping Your Past is Keeping You Company at Night!

Pop on over to Julie's at Foursons, follow the links of the
other contributors to their Letters of Intent.
It would probably make their collective days also, if you were to leave a little 'bloggy L♡VE' if you visit their 'places' :0) Go on...leave a little L♡VE!

Letters of Intent

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