Ooops, there goes November..

So, it's been a while eh? I'd love to give some reasonable excuse to why I haven't blogged for so long - like maybe I was tending to the sick and injured in a war torn country or running round the country handing out scarves and gloves to old grannies. I wasn't. I have been tres lazy where the computer is concerned. I have looked at it as I dash past it towards the kitchen or the garden and seen it with it's little blue light just staring at me but I cast it aside for the more mundane tasks such as life, dog training and chocolate.

But I iz back now.

So, not much happening really, life goes on doesn't it, even if you don't want it to and you're left chasing it like in an old black and white movie when the heroine is on the train and the hero is chasing down the platform after said train shouting "but dahling when will I see you again."

I think my life is less dramatic yet with undertones of Bing Crosby and Bob Hope On the Road to Morrocco..

Today I am going to deliver Yule cards to the friends and neighbours on my street, they will all think they are Christmas cards but that is part of my cunning plan of Yule cards cleverly disguised as Christmas cards!! Then no one need know that I am treading a different path to them all and will be sat lighting candles and drawing energy from the moon tonight. Ah, bless - blow a little kiss to our little mother, the moon - she always appreciates it.

I had a bit of a wobble over the weekend when I learnt friends of ours were buying their kids some extravagant gifts for Christmas. For a whole 24 hrs I was distraught at the fact that maybe I was a terrible Mother for not spending like a kagillion pounds on CK and Stealth for Yule/Christmas. But then my lovely husband spent some time reminding me that I am near as damn it a hippie at heart and spending to excess on materialistic things just isn't like me and that hey what are those guys going to top this yrs presents with??
He was right. I had a keeping up with the Jones's moment and it really threw me as I am not subject to those very often, if infact at all...
As a family we are well known for being ourselves and loving and nurturing who we are.

Jones's mo over with, phew....

Besides, all CK really wants is some fluffy black boot covers....


Love, light and peace to all as I think we all deserve it during these cold,dark winter months.

Vehicular day.

We've had a crazy day with several vehicular mishaps.... the first one was when Stealth and myself were taking the dogs up to the park, a crazy guy in a car reversed onto the pavement where me 'n Stealth and our 2 pooches were stood - STATIONARY I might add and just didn't stop even though we were stood there. This resulted in the back of the car being in contact with me and me banging on the back of stoopid crazy guys car yelling hey, hey,hey watchit....


Two more incidents actually in the park involving tractors! Then just to round the trip off, we were stood waiting at the crossing for the green man to come on so we could cross the road safely... When said man appeared on the traffic lights in his customary green shade Stealth steps off kerb into rd ( keep in mind he has an autistic disorder and sees things very black and white - green man means safe to cross...) all of a sudden a police car all blues and two's comes screaming up so I have to physically man handle Stealth back from the brink and wait for sodding man to turn green - again.

Crazy, crazy.

Stealth was none too happy let me tell ya!

Now we have fireworks as today is Nov 5th - bonfire night. We are celebrating a failed terrorist plot against our government. Yet more with the crazies eh??

Anyhoo, my dog Litha is very scared of the noisy, whirly, whizzy, bang bangs that are todays fireworks and is following me around with tail firmly between her legs. So I made some buns, to cheer her up, well - I get to eat them which makes me happy and in turn this means I'll probably pay her more attention because of my jovial bun fuelled happiness.

Yesterday...

You know how I said yesterday that the stuff with A levels etc.. and CK was getting a bit much? heck, I am so worn out by it all now that bed for 17 hrs a day seems like a reasonable option!
I really can't explain how overwhelming it all is and the lack of any definitive answers about getting her on the course she wants just doesn't help. Me and the bloke aren't even on the same page anymore and will probably become very dangerous towards each other with cutlery soon.

Education soooo gets in the way of learning don't you think?

Plus side of today -- acupuncture. 1 whole hour to myself - bliss. Well that's a lie, I laid there for an hour trying to work out how to get CK onto her course. So in fact it wasn't bliss. I am clearly deluded and obsessional about the local college.

I think there is a name for persons like me.....

Soggy Sunday

It has been raining all day and then some!! We went to get CK some more paper for her to carry on painting which is always nice because it means she has got a whole pad of creativeness finished and is starting on the next one!!

We are still having mucho, biggo issues trying to find a way to get her into the local college at the same time as her peers to do her A levels/BTEC.
The rules have changed, so when we should have been able to get her in to do gcse's at yr 11 equivalent we are no longer able to and the farce that is ever present at the moment (which is "trying to get the college to bloody talk to us") is really grinding us down. Home educating has given us such lovely children, they are truly wonderful and everyone who meets them just falls under their spell but once you are out of the so called loop there ain't no way back into the system. The knowledge the kids have just doesn't count because they haven't got gcse's in it....

The local college just keeps saying "we can't do anything til she 16, bring her back then". This means she'll waste a yr sitting the gcse's she needs to get onto the art course that will lead to the degree that will lead to her chosen career as an art therapist. Previously she would've been able to do them over a year when she was 15 and then carry on as normal meaning uni at 18.

Also European funding has dried up so the gcse's will cost us big time, this is bad enough if you are over 16 but to do them at 15 is even more 'spensive. Grrrr, arghhhh.

I suppose in the scheme of things a year isn't the end of the world but at the mo it feels like it!

It is taking the emphasis of learning for both of them as our energy is directed at that brick wall that is known as the local education authority....

In fact it is quite hard to find anything positive to think about but hey ho, it'll all come out in the wash. Everything happens for a reason and if I lose sight of that then everything I've ever done or been through means nothing.

Sooo this is me, knowing that CK will get to where she's going, when and only when- she is ready.

Stealth --- different kettle o' fish!!!

Blessed Samhain

The time feels just right at the moment for Samhain, life an' stuff has been grinding us down of late and it feels like a bit of a weight has been lifted now that Samhain is passing by and I can let all of the troubles pass by with it.

Halloween night was really good as we initiated my 4 yr old fairy god daughter into the gentle art of trick or treat... She is a pro let me tell ya!! As always CK and Stealth had a fantastic time although I think the emphasis has shifted from getting as many sweets as possible to just enjoying the evening! Stealth will probably have much of his stash left even as December draws in. He is the only kid who loves going to the house who only gives out oranges as treats and then swaps with as many people as he can so he gets this little orangery of his own to munch upon!!

A family member is at present in Guatemala doing charity work, which seems to be suiting her I think. They are all getting ready for Day of the Dead celebrations which I am soooo envious of! It is a dream of mine to be in Mexico for this wonderful festival. I wonder if Latin Americans take this festival with them wherever they choose to call home or not?

So the air is getting crisper and the dark creeps up earlier and earlier in the day but do you know what... I love it, autumn is my most, very favourite time of year when nature shows off at her best and we so very definitely take second place in the world!!

Facebook

Why is it that facebook draws me in like a moth to a flame?? I mean lots of the people on my list are from school which was nigh on 20 yrs ago.... and let's face it we were only there for 5 yrs. I have zero in common with most of em and I hated school. Yet facebook draws me, it seductively whispers my name as soon as I get out of bed and then just to reassure itself of its hold on me it calls to me during the day and often the wee small hours of the morning. I am like some crack whore addict waiting around for my next fix..... Soooo sad.

Never ending stream of poop

Well, not poop - chicken pox actually, we have had 6 weeks worth of it in my beautiful fairy castle. 1st was CK followed closely by Stealth and bringing up the rear was yours truly. My drinker of a mother was sure I had it as a child as she remembers putting calamine on me for something..... I would love to be Jewish at the moment as they have a lot more words they can use when feeling increduloused ( if that's even a word?)

Otherwise not much is happening at the mo, same nightmare - different day!

Will be back in the swing of things soon.