Dusk is just an illusion...

I'm a dreamer. Always have been. I love my dreams and often they are very vivid and real.

I also love trying to determine what triggers the content in them. Was it a TV show? something that was said? A certain song or smell?

I had a really bizarre dream a few weeks ago.

I was in a gameshow similar to "The Rich List" with MeThee. When I say similar, there was a game ladder that lit up the same and the goal was to work your way up the 15 steps.
But here is where it turns a little strange...There weren't dollar amounts on the list, there were fruits. I can't remember them all, but the bottom couple were lemon, pear and melon. Grape was about midway, Banana was on the high side of mid range and strawberry was higher still. The top step was raspberry. And I'm a sucker for anything raspberry flavoured.

Which is what I had to do *blush*

To work our way up the ladder, I had to give MeThee a blowjob. For each one I gave him, the flavour would gradually 'improve' until I reached my ideal. I'm not sure if I was expected to give him 15 during the course of the game - I hope for his sake it wasn't a half hour show :) - or if it could be done over a period of time. I also think that to get to the top they had to be consecutive or the flavours would 'reset' because I remember thinking that it could explain a lot, but gee I'd love to get to raspberry :) (no sex please, I want raspberry!)

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So the new school year has started - kidlets are all back in to routine. And now homework starts.

Herein lies the problem. I have fundamental issues with homework. I don't believe in it.

Children spend what - seven hours at school. Then they're expected to do homework. When are they expected to be kids? The kids spend so much time at school and quite a bit of it they spend watching videos and playing games...why can't they use *that* time to do "homework"?

I think year 10 and up can start doing homework, and I wouldn't have a problem with an assignment or project maybe once a term, or finishing work that hasn't been finished in class, but I don't agree with doing pages x to y in some book. For everyone else, I think the maximum should be maybe a reading book and learning your times tables. And possibly a spelling list of troubling words.

I spent a good amount of time in a salon last week, giving my hair a much needed overhauled. Five hours of cutting and colouring later and it looks great.

Until I was at work and saw my silhouetted reflection...In the outline reflection it seemed like I had the whole Farrah Fawcett flicky hair thang going on. My first thought was "OMG - I'm an Angel!" It was a scary moment.

In other news, I bravely hosted a teen party last night. 20 or so very well behaved guests. It wasn't nearly as hard as I thought so I have been convinced to do it again in a couple of months. Maybe they're lulling me into a false sense of security... :)

xx
DK

**These are only my thoughts, based on my own MythConceptions of the world - I mean no offense, but am genuinely curious**


So I've been giving some deep thought to this article recently, and it's raised some questions for me.

If 'No' still means 'No', but 'Yes' can also man 'No', how will we know when 'Yes' mean 'Yes'?

If rape is always about power, but two drunk, horny people get it on and then one says that they weren't in the right state of mind to consent, where was that 'power trip'?

Where does that leave seduction? Seduction (from my perspective) has never been about power. To me it is more about romance, and winning affections and proving your worth. The knight slaying the dragon for his lady. It is the seducer showing attention to the seducee.
It is, when you get down to it, convincing someone that they want to have sex with you even if they have initially said no - whether from a real and deliberate stance that they aren't interested, or from a false, 'playing hard-to-get' point. It is marketing yourself to them. Selling them on all your good points. It is convincing someone that they are worth fighting for and that you won't give up on them at the first sign of trouble, that you are not just a fair weather friend. It is the first step in showing that you might stick around even when things aren't all rosy.

Okay, so that is a probably an idealists view, and as I wrote that I started to suspect that one person't seduction attempt could be another's stalker.

But when that seduction occurs, when the heat of the moment, the thrill of being the object of desire, when all this has passed, will we reach a point in time when the seducee can turn around and say 'But I didn't *want* to - I was just talked in to it.'

And that brings me back to the news article - If laws like this are brought in, where does that leave the initiator of sex? Will we get to the stage of signed disclaimers before we bonk anyone? That's going to put a dampner on spontaneity.

xx
DK

You Are An INFJ

The Protector You live your life with integrity, originality, vision, and creativity. Independent and stubborn, you rarely stray from your vision - no matter what it is. You are an excellent listener, with almost infinite patience. You have complex, deep feelings, and you take great care to express them. In love, you truly see relationships as an opportunity to connect and grow. You enjoy relationships as long as they are improving and changing. You can't stand stagnation. At work, you stay motivated and happy... as long as you are working toward a dream you support. You would make a great photographer, alternative medicine guru, or teacher. How you see yourself: Hardworking, ethical, and helpful When other people don't get you, they see you as: Manipulative, weak, and unstable

I was randomly thinking about crushes today - specifically celebrity crushes.
MeThee has a number of celebrity crushes – Tatiana Grigorieva, Drew Barrymore, Kirsten Dunst, Katherine Heigl – to mention a few. By an overwhelming majority nearly all of his crushes are blonde.
Me – I’m not so fussy. I do have celebrity crushes but I don’t seem to have a ‘type’. I have a couple of different ‘types’ when it comes to celebrity crushes

• Harrison Ford – I’ve had a ‘thing’ for him since he smiled his crooked smile and shot Greedo. (And he did shoot first!) Although he lost some of his shininess when he had his mid-life crisis and took up with Miss Flockhart – there became a whole ‘ewww’ in there somewhere.


• Sean Connery – that voice, that rugged magnetism…*sigh* But I think Sean is just a given…what woman doesn’t go weak at the knees at some incarnation of Connery? Understandably, the fact that Indiana Jones has both HF AND SC in it makes it one of my favourite movies :)


• Orlando Bloom
– Particularly as Legolas. He looked beautiful. See, for some reason I have a real weakness for ‘pretty boys’ in movies – and yet in real life they leave me cold.

Looks and voices aside, the one sure thing that will start a crush for me is if a guy can dance I will literally *melt* - Fred Astaire still makes me swoon. I became besotted with Mikhail Baryshnikov when I saw him in 'White Nights' as a teenager. And Antonio Banderas in 'Take the Lead' - My knees go weak just thinking about it. :)

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Does the fact that I love MeThee more than I love our children make me a bad mother?
When I am in discussion with girlfriends or work colleagues or general public about relationships and I happen to say that my love for my husband outweighs my love for my children, there is often a horrified silence.
It took me a long time to come to the realization – I just assumed that I loved my kids more, because that was what I was supposed to do. When I realized that wasn’t so, I was shocked. So I can understand why I am greeted by looks of shock.
You see, I am not saying that I don’t love MeShe, MeHe and MeWee. I would move heaven and earth for them and I would do anything I can to protect them. Those horrible choice questions – If my husband and one of our kids were drowning, all things being equal I would save my child first.
In a way, I guess, it is like comparing apples and oranges – the types of love are very different.
However, it is MeThee that I miss the most when I am away, it is he that I want to talk to and can’t wait to see. I miss the kids, but I miss him more.
Like I said, when I usually mention this, I am greeted by horrified silence. There was a time when I felt incredibly guilty for feeling like this, and it took some soul searching and deep thought to come to terms with it.
It is MeThee that I will spend the rest of my life with – my children will grow up and leave home and make their own lives, but MeThee and I will be together until death. We have a strong marriage and I am sure that the fact that we haven’t put our entire lives on hold for our children is a contributing factor.

They're making it into a movie!

With David Thewlis!

This weekend, Me-she and I took a small road-trip. We went to a carnivale and had much fun.

Lowlights:
Me-thee was sick so he stayed home with the boys. What was to be a family outing became a mother/daughter bonding session.

Highlights:
Being snaffled into the parade. We somehow found ourselves as participants in the parade rather than just general spectators.

Being asked, not once, but *TWICE* if Me-she and I were sisters.

Me-she: Maybe I look older than I am.

Me: I tell you what...we'll walk around the other side where they're doing the wine testing, and if they let you have some, we'll go with that :)

This has topped off an extraordinary week for me. For some reason I have been gathering compliments all around on how good I look...this  is great but *SO UNUSUAL*

When I'm off on my own somewhere, I get a fit of giggles thinking about some of the comments I have had because it is just so...so not me.

You know it's never a good thing when your children ring you at work and the conversation starts with:

"We were cleaning up..."

Me-she then proceeds to tell me what I could only assume was a carefully edited version of events.

"We were cleaning up, when we noticed a crack in the front window. Me-he just touched it and it shattered."

Riiiiiggghhhhtttttt.


:)

I am going to fiddle and try and bring over some of my previous journal entries into LJ so there might be some backdated items appearing.

xx

Well, I am here!  :)

While entering my profile, I have come to the conclusion that I watch far too much TV.





I LOVELOVELOVE Heroes!

100 days now and still going

W00t me!

I finally have an account.

As always my timing seems to be just that bit off. I have had intentions of journaling for absolutely forever but with one thing and another, I haven't gotten around to it - now that I finally do it looks like there is about to be a mass exodus.

Fingers firmly crossed that that doesn't happen.

Well, more to the point - who are Gerry & Kate McCann? Who are they that they get an audience with the pope? And people around the world releasing balloons to mark 50 days since her disappearance?

What is it about this case that has got the whole world watching? What or who, is driving the media? Is it just that Maddy is a blonde haired, blue-eyed bundle of cuteness? Or is it the circumstances - her parents leaving her unattended in a strange country, while they dined? Madeleine is not the first child to go missing while on holiday and yet, here we are 50 days later still getting blow by blow descriptions of the case? And she isn't even from Australia - There is no local hook for our media, and yet we still get the media exposure. And not just a 15 second mention either.
Don't get me wrong, it is a tragedy that the little girl has gone missing. I am just baffled by the international media that this case is getting. Like I said - she is not the first child to disappear, yet with all this exposure you'd be hard pressed to find someone who didn't know about Maddy.

I do hope they find her soon. Or discover what happened to her.