A few firsts.

Screen Shot 2018-03-17 at 7.24.20 amScreen Shot 2018-03-17 at 7.22.34 amScreen Shot 2018-03-17 at 7.22.55 amScreen Shot 2018-03-17 at 7.20.31 amScreen Shot 2018-03-17 at 7.20.45 amScreen Shot 2018-03-17 at 7.21.03 amScreen Shot 2018-03-17 at 7.22.16 amScreen Shot 2018-03-17 at 7.22.23 amScreen Shot 2018-03-17 at 7.23.02 amScreen Shot 2018-03-17 at 7.23.15 amScreen Shot 2018-03-17 at 7.23.23 amScreen Shot 2018-03-17 at 7.23.47 amScreen Shot 2018-03-17 at 7.24.07 amThis past week held a few milestones for me.  Some of of the tasks worked well and some were a bit of a fail.  Either way, in taking these tasks on I’ve learned quite a lot and grown even more confident in what I can accomplish.

  1. Drove on my own for 1000km over the course of 6 days. To Perth and Back and then to Geraldton and Back.  My solo venturing for longer distances is giving me this sense of freedom and adventure that I really love!
  2. I picked up a large table and 6 chairs from Perth with Wesley.  Strapping the set on and driving 6 hours was a huge day but so worth the adventure!  At one point I had zero battery on my phone (no charger despite topping it to 100%) and it felt like I was in mission impossible driving up the highway wondering if I was going to find the house before the battery died.  It made for an exciting last 25 minute stretch of road.
  3. I removed a screen door from the front of the house and then helped Mike me install the new door and lock.
  4. Caught a photo of a baby mulga.
  5. Fertilised the lawn with organic lawn feed – but completely over measured and put the entire bag onto the grass (despite using a scale to weigh out a small portion).  The good news – we hope is that organic fertiliser is a lot less likely to burn your grass/garden as it’s slow release.  Fingers crossed!
  6. Strapped on a screen door and drive 4 hours to bring it home.  When I undid the strapping it had sadly been punctured through the box as I’d strapped it too hard!
  7. We dug in and installed a brand new line of sprinklers which will seal off the grass in our yard to fill in the edging.
  8. Tomorrow Mike is going to attempt to harvest his first ever batch of honey from his 5 hives that have been placed on a farm 20km up the road in a dense patch of Red Gum Trees.

Wesley has had some firsts here too!  His past few weeks the words have been spilling out and he’s starting to connect two words together now.  Here are some of the latest words:

Blue, Blue Fish, Eyes, Nose, Hair, Up, Down, Shiny, Yellow, 1,2,3 Down, Yah, Bye Bye Daddy, Roll, Frog.

We have some ongoing projects at the house at the moment, one of them I work on each week Mike is away – and that involves painting the trim and doors of the interior of the home.  That’s really freshening up the decor, I love seeing it all come together.  The project is taking a while but I am enjoying taking the time to put love into each project.

Till next time!


Thoughts On Getting Married…

I think since I’ve started this, I may as well just put it out there.  Of course I feel awful knowing this is going to be painful, and hell I find it painful talking about it.  But I started and I think I should finish and say what I mean.
It’s hard to have my own opinion and not upset others as at the heart of it no matter what I guess I just don’t buy in and a few people have taken it personally.
Where does my anti-marriage view come from?
Well, actually from the following statements from various women (never men).
I’ve had a few married women (in particular) tell me when I say we aren’t getting married…
“But!  You’ll feel more whole, and there’s that fact that you just know you’re together forever.  There are a lot of people witnessing the commitment.  It’s such a serious vow to make in front of your friends and family.  I’ve never felt more secure in my relationship”
I can’t tell these people what I’m really thinking…
This is where my opinion stems from.  I believe it’s unusual that a couple would feel more secure by the ceremony.  I think it speaks for a lack of security and insecurity in the relationship that a wedding day is so important for some.
That would really anger a lot of people if I said it out loud (I’ve definitely thought it)… and it’s what I really believe.
Then there’s the whole staged production (acting sometimes), money, materialism (greed) all wrapped into one day which (often) doesn’t feel like love at all to me.
A few weddings I’ve photographed have been a lot of fun, and there was a lot of love.  And a few that I’ve attended, I was just observing a carefully orchestrated vision of what love looked like.  These weddings in particular did not captivate me for the right reasons…
Something like 4 out of 5 marriages these days do not last (found that in an article on line so it’s not a real figure).  Which regardless of it’s academic pull is an enormous statistic, and when I see that percentage I just wonder wether people have got it all wrong…
Government should have no bearing on who I choose to spend my life with.  The system of marriage originated in trading women between families (they were second class citizens when this started) which sparks frustration deep in my gut and I have a serious distain for religion.
Ok phew.  So, that’s what I believe.
Not every wedding feels forced, some are really beautiful…but this idea that it secures your relationship feels wrong, particularly given the amount of divorce.
If the numbers proved me otherwise I might not have such strong feelings about it…
It’s brutal, and judgemental.  I can’t deny that.

Why won’t I marry Mike?

Because he farts in the bed.  haha… I jest!

This topic is contraversial, and personal for me.  My thoughts are peppered (heavily) with feminist ideals, and in previous conversations I’m fairly certain I’ve offended a few of my friends and complete strangers with my strong opinion.

Before I begin, Mike also won’t marry me.

Everyone has the right to choose what best suits them and their significant other.  If you want to get married, that’s amazing.  I would (and have) fully support anyone who makes that choice. Screen Shot 2014-09-14 at 9.46.16 AM

We have been together for nearly 5 years.  We love each other, and want to have a family together. We’re absolutely committed to one another.  But one specific celebratory day in our lives does not determine that we’re suddenly officially glued together for life.

We’ve already made that commitment to each other each and every morning we wake up.

I want people to see that our relationship (and others) can be just as beautiful, loyal and meaningful even if we never marry.

We choose each other every morning we wake up and every evening we lay down, even if that means enduring some terrible flatulence!

Every single day of our relationship is as meaningful as the last.

“Is that YOUR bird?”

A man with a gravelly hard Australian accent asked Mike on Monday.  We were standing in his store.  He might have been about 60 years old.  “Is that YOUR Bird?”  He asked whilst I was standing 5 feet away.  I cringed when I heard the word.  I thought to myself (What century is this guy living in?)  The man was now looking at me for confirmation.

Here are some photos from the past few days before we move onward with the story.Screen Shot 2013-05-23 at 12.45.25 PM Screen Shot 2013-05-23 at 12.45.33 PM

I think it’s a “Bunny Orchid” (can someone help?).  Not yet in full bloom.Screen Shot 2013-05-23 at 12.45.46 PM

It was crazy small.  I almost didn’t see it!Screen Shot 2013-05-23 at 12.45.57 PM

Another specimen of the very stunning orchid.  Screen Shot 2013-05-23 at 12.46.06 PM Screen Shot 2013-05-23 at 12.46.16 PM

Here’s one with three flowers in full bloom.Screen Shot 2013-05-23 at 12.46.28 PM Screen Shot 2013-05-23 at 12.46.41 PM Screen Shot 2013-05-23 at 12.46.50 PM

I love the colour and pattern on it’s abdomen.Screen Shot 2013-05-23 at 12.46.58 PM Screen Shot 2013-05-23 at 12.47.05 PM Screen Shot 2013-05-23 at 12.47.14 PM

Partner“.  I said firmly.

“Oh yes! Right, Is your hair naturally blonde?”  We’ve just met…really?  I guess it’s important to know if someone is “real” or not.

“Yes it is.”

It was almost as if he couldn’t fathom it.  He continued to humour us with aggressive macho lingo by dropping the F-bomb into conversation, saying Kiwi’s were idiots and insinuated that I being blonde would also be a bit of a hopeless moron.  I couldn’t believe this guy owned a store.

When we left Mike and I laughed and then had a lengthy discussion on how grossly offensive this sort of talk is.

I cannot stand that sort of talk.  Bird, Sheila, Misses…  Chauvinism really irks me.  However it’s “part of the culture” here in Australia.

It is their way.  As is racism.

I’ll note right now, that not every Australian is sexist, nor are all Australians racist.  But there’s a large number who are, or whom participate in the banter.

I spoke with someone recently who defended the talk as harmless joking.  I disagreed.  I believe it is hurtful to anyone to joke on their appearance, skin colour, orientation, or their sex.  I said these jokes were in bad taste, and as we couldnt see eye to eye we dropped the discussion.

Many times now I’ve stopped someone in mid joke (with a look of – shock/confusion/frustration).  They soon understand I won’t be laughing at the punch line.  I know some could say I need to lighten up and that this is all harmless, but this intolerance toward women, people of different skin colour or sexual orientation;  is something I wish would disappear.

It’s a bit like confronting a bully in the playground.  You can either call them out on their gross misconduct, or let it slide.

I lived in the most multicultural city in the world (that would be Toronto) for three years, it is a place where people easily work together without even thinking about differences.  I think many Canadians (but not all!) would be greatly offended if they encountered the slurs here as I have.

Have you been in this sort of situation?