Originally posted May 3, 2008 I have met some incredible people in my life time, I know I will meet some more along this road but so far the night sky is full of sparkling stars representing each and every one. Each has their own story, their own heart ache, they are ordinary human beings with hearts of gold. So often when we experience pain, heartache … Continue reading The life and times of an ordinary human being
It’s funny how some songs find you, once long lost they make their way back to your ears, for what ever reason they replay within the walls of your mind as the mundane tasks progress and life ticks forward. This song’s lyrics are so powerful, more powerful perhaps for their undercurrent meaning. We get lost even though we seem found, we can feel sadness within … Continue reading You can still be free
This morning I read Liar (Part One ) by Sweetiegirlz (Thanks Pat) and this song started playing in my head, over and over again, it played. The lyrics are that which I wish I could sing to all children who find themselves in scary times, times of abuse, poverty, sadness and horror. Instead I sing it to the world in hope that it hears me, … Continue reading Life Uncommon
I don’t know about you, but I suffer from the Winterassgrowth disease, yip you know the one where you get all cosy, eat more, less exercise and just be, that one. Much like a squirrel storing its supplies for hibernation our bodies tend to hit this mode, anything we eat it keeps some back in “supplies” to keep our bodies warm. So if you are … Continue reading Working winter to enjoy the Summer
Jani just turned 43, she has 5 children and is the sole bread winner for her family. Each day she goes to homes to clean in order to make enough money to feed her children and to put them through school. Her eldest, Ami, was just 21 when a friend of hers uttered the words “Come on just one hit, feel what I feel, it … Continue reading The Life of TIK
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My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: ‘Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet.’
So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those ‘cold wax’ kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I’m not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!)
So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. (‘Cold wax,’ yeah…right!) I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It works!!
OK, so it wasn’t the best feeling, but it wasn’t too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire.
With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-ha and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (it was a long strip).
I inhale deeply and brace myself …….RRRIIIIPPPP!!!!!!!
I’m blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!……OH MY GAWD!!!!!!!!!!!
Vision returning, I notice that I’ve only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP!!!!
Another deep breath and RIPP!!
One of the things that people often don’t realise is just how much they are appreciated during those rough times. When we’re in the mix we aren’t always able to thank those of you that help us, sometimes the words, the right words just don’t come. So if you are someone that has helped someone though a rough patch, be it right this minute … Continue reading Sunshine, that’s what you are…