I am in the lounge, heading home to my beautiful babies and my soul mate Phteven, with his superman curl, that falls to the right side of his forehead, and bobs just above his bushy-but-beautiful eyebrow. Suffice to say I miss my tribe. Not just Phteve and the kids, I miss my people. I have … More Sunset is Setting on Singapore and a Study Tour
I didn’t sleep much at all last night. Something about the wind makes me uneasy. Add to that, a very fraught day, letting go of some things that are simply too heavy to hold, an ethics paper to research, and more work sprawled out before me than I could ever hope to start, let alone … More Restless Last Night, Ready to Fight.
For the first six weeks I was in too much emotional pain to cry. Last week the levy of tears was breached and the leak is still a constant There’s an irony, that the diagnosis my son has been given echoes so much about my own emotional and neurological struggles since childhood. … More The Mother of Pain
Dee and Steve West have four children. The oldest of the kids attends Albany Junior High School, and was given a blog assignment this weekend to discuss the petrol tax. He researched and wrote this all of his own volition. We are most proud of his ability to rationalise both the positive and negative implications … More Daniel West Blog on Petrol Taxation
We’re NOT Buying Fireworks It is November in New Zealand. People can buy fireworks for private Guy Fawkes parties and events, for the next few days. We will not buy any fireworks. We used to have a big party and display every year. I adore fireworks. I like the smell, and the sound, … More No Fireworks for the Hobbits this Year
This morning, at 9:00am I arrived at Willow Park school in my Tesla Model X, aptly named LOLGAS. The principal, Melinda, is an old family friend welcomed me with a huge smile and ushered me into where I parked infront of the year six classroom of room 3. The children were well mannered, and … More STEM (Science, Technology, Engineering and Mathmatics) Project Visit at Willow Park School
Does anyone else remember that song from the 80’s? “I wanna be a Cowboy… and you can be my cowgirl…” It was a decently benign song with a bit of cheek. Kinda sums up how I feel about the Stampede, which is equally benign to me, yet very, VERY important to the locals here. … More I Don’t Wanna Be a Cowgirl