Hi I am a very GC Gold Coast local. I am an aspiring writer and would like to welcome you to my platform to showcase my work, I hope it makes you laugh, think and provides a great waste of time. Enjoy
Her youth burned in her eyes that steamy Christmas morning.
Who knew such a simple thing would ignite the nostalgia she craved.
Her face glowed with a sheen not caused by the hands of summer; her innocence had been uncovered if only for a few minutes.
Life stopped and all I saw was her gliding into the days of childlike hope with such fluidity.
That scooter was the key to her soul.
She too was young once but it took a trip down my driveway to reveal that glimmer in her eyes that had been clouded by living.
My grandmother that day - a perpetual child aged only by her body.
I had a dream about you last night. It seemed so real. I
could see the lines around your eyes as you smiled and could feel your stubble
under my hands. Seeing you smile made me feel me again. It wasn’t a dream in
the past, it was of today’s present. We forgave and moved on into an uncertain
maybe future. We touched the way we did the first time, full of excitement and
promise of more moments. I felt home again.
I used to wish for boys. For god to bless me with beautiful, healthy boys when that time came when I was ready to forgot about my selfish desires and commit to the innocence of my own child.
I now pray for girls.
I pray for one of the 200 million missing girls in the world today. The souls of those killed in today’s modern genocide or gendercide. Today, India and China abort or kill more female foetuses and babies than the total number of girls born in America.
An entire gender in various countries is being exterminated. Strangled, choked, tossed, dumped, aborted, abandoned, drowned and tortured. The gendercide is the modern day holocaust yet we have failed to act, instead we turn a blind eye to established countries decision to treat girls as sick cattle.
“It’s a girl” has been branded by the movie sharing the same name as the three deadliest words in the world.
Woman are the ones that complete 66% of the world’s work and in developing worlds they do 60-80% of the farming. Girls, as Beyonce said to a beat, run the world....yet only if given the chance to let their heart beat.
I pray for the castoff girls. The ones that gasped for air only to have it cut off by their own family. The ones seen only as a dowry burden or a shame on the family name.
Give me girls. Give me the forgotten girls.
A baby girl is not a problem. She is not a burden. She is a hope for tomorrow.
Before I begin I must disclose that I am THAT person. Don’t worry in a few more words you will see what I mean.
I booked my dog in for a doggy glamour shot. Yup I am THAT person. I am a 20-somthing professional with no children – my dog is the love of my life. My family has always had dogs but Harley is MY first dog. I chose where he would come from, picked him out and paid for him. I went through the sleepless nights as he adjusted to life without his doggy mummy and bonded with human mummy, we have cuddled as boys have come and gone and enjoyed Saturday ice creams in the park – he is my other half and my true soul mate. He knows when I want to laugh and when I need a shoulder to cry on. I wouldn’t be me without him. Yes I am THAT kind of person – scream it from the roof tops – OBSESSED with my dog.
I can't describe the love I have for Harley and the connection we share. When I am without him I don't feel whole - he lights me up and centers me. He inspires me spiritually and educates me on living life full of grace. We lean on each other and seek solace in our bond. He is my protector, best friend and child.
After saying all this, I am actually leaving Harley for some time to live in London (don't worry he will still be at home with mum and dad). It will break my heart saying good-bye but it is an adventure I must do. I decided I wanted to get some truly amazing shots of my boy to take with me on my journey and contacted Diana from K9 Photography.
Harley was a complete diva for one who hasn’t even cracked the modelling industry yet, but with a face like his it was hard to get a bad shot.
God I love him and thank God everyday for bringing us together.
As you grow up you begin to learn a few things about walking in big kid shoes – vanity, dignity and embarrassment – and how to become an everyday liar with big flaming pants.
I somehow failed to acquire the complete facets of these big kid qualities, frequently feeling like the odd one out, when I know everyone is simply lying to save face. This isn’t Japan people!
So I decided to compose a list of the top five lies we ALL tell to look like we are actually really really good people. So what do YOU lie about everyday:
Flossing. I went to the dentist and was told I need to floss. I went to work the next day to breach this topic, thinking we would all rise up in unison and agree it is just all in the too hard basket to play our teeth like violins each day. I was met with the following backlash “oh my god you don’t floss everyday!” Stop joking around, I know none of you without braces floss everyday – stop the lies!
Washing hands. I refuse to believe that in the comfort of one’s own home everyone washes their hands after number ones. Not possible.
Nose picking. Don’t act like you don’t pick your nose. Just stop it now, you stick your fingers in every other hole don’t pretend this one is a prude.
Peeing in the shower. Seinfeld brought this age old debate to light. “I saw a drain!” “Different pipes go to different places!” While Elaine is right, a little watered down wee is fine, it is basically cancelled out by all the soap you’re lathering up with. I know you wee wee in there.
Wipe and throw. Ewww I don’t wipe my bum then look at it! Yes you do. Human’s are like my dog Harley – he knows his poo is gross and embarrassing but he always goes back for a peek! You poo peek.
The biggest lies, as you may have noticed, centre around bodily functions because we are all pretty embarrassed by what our bodies leak, secrete, seep and project.
So stop pretending you don't do these things...I know you smell your farts.
Hello Monday, how did you get here so quickly? It only felt like yesterday Friday was swooning me...alas we meet again, as always. So to cure any Mondayitus, check at these clips that will make your weekly fresh start much more palatable.
So lets cue the lols - watch fantastic comedian, Michael McIntyer discuss something we all have - THE MAN DRAW - don't be confused this isn't a draw just for men, it's that draw we all have in the house, usually at the bottom filled with orphaned crap! Think batteries, rubber bands, screw drivers and user manuals.
Now all my nearest and dearest know I love me a one-piece. Yes I am talking swimwear - ALREADY you say - girl it's almost spring hit the treadmill! Tyra Banks has released a lol-tastic clip about her love of one-pieces and how to wear them.
If you havn't watched this where have you been? Whether you want to marry her like me or don't give a booty shake about Beyonce` this mini-doco is so fasinating. The 'Year of 4' takes a look at the interesting process of producing an album. Oh and Beyonce was her own Manger for this album!
And finally because I love animals and Harry Potter- this clip sums up the whole series by some cutie pie kittens...
