Ok, this is my first go at doing a blog. Al has been telling me about this type of thing for awhile and today I have been moved to do it. At long last. So the thing I want to get across to anyone who reads this is that you are going to read that which bothers me most. Inspires me to create crafts and works of art and the oh so Marcy opinions that will cause remarks or funny sounds that the mouth can make went the mind had read something and all you can do is make a silly sound. Above all these are my words and mine alone and I will accept any remarks with grace and answer back with respect. I don't like swearing at the best of times so lay off it ok. Lets keep this easy. 

Today is the 2/07/2014. Started off with a slow coming into the awake world. Hearing the rain and loving the feel of my bed and the warmth. Not wanting to get up as usual ha. Since getting off the hard anti psychotic drugs a couple of years ago it has been a slow getting use to the emotions and rage again. Controlling the way my reactions spill from the mouth. I no longer feel guilt when waking up late in the day. Use to grill myself into a moody rat bag, not recommended when you have little ones to care for. I don't now of course thank you God that they have grown. I still have guilt about the way it all was way back when. I don't stress over it but like I use to. Just keep moving into the day and see what I have to do and hope the mind doesn't convince the body it's all too hard.. huge grin. 

So Joe says not to push him cause known it is what he's like when he is pushed. MM the mind says, over it off I go. Pay my rego, raining, thinking of Joe and go to pick him up, bloody soft ay. Anyway I see him on the corner of our street and pick him up cutting off a person coming to the intersection. They did have lots of room but cause the view was quite clear. Joe jumps in and I hear a thanks Mum. mmm chuffed. Take him to his appointment with the dreaded Max employment. What a laugh. so while there I sit inside the CRC and play with my ipad. Then the big ears hear a tourist/backpacker try to book a bus to Perth. Not a easy thing around 12ish in Gingin. In fact it would be one of those right time things. Looking over at the fellow I see that one of his legs has no hair on the bottom part of his lower left leg. Asked him what the deal was and he said he hurt his ankle during a soccer game and strapped it up. When he removed the tape much hair came with it. so he shaved it all off. Told him he could of shave the other leg to match and send a pic back home to how how much he had fitted in with Aussie culture and the mad way most Aussie do for a laugh. After a little more joking and having a laugh at his expense he wasn't getting anywhere fast with booking the bus and had to wait at the bus stop with the right money to get to Perth. Early on in the day I had read a passage in the bible about entertaining strangers for some have been with angels without knowing. While playing with my ipad again it came to me that I ought to give these guys a lift to Midland as Joe/ myself where going there anyway and it wasn't a huge detour at all. So I offered and they accepted, Tim the German and Alex the Italian ( he sounded just like Valentino Rossi so it was fun. Brought them chips from Steve's gull and off went to Midland. Joe was happy and we had lively chat and good giggles all the way in. Gave them warning about the mossy germs going around up north and telling them to keep an eye on their stuff. You know all the things you tell people to watch out for so they have a good time without loss. Signed the Aussie flag Alex had and off to do our thing. Awesome. 

After being pushed to hurry by Joe which he denies then puts his arm around me to help me keep pace with him!!!! We get things done and after more hooning around we get petrol and go home. Totally worn out I sit down to a little food and my friend rings. It's about a meeting about that Patrick Comeagain fellow, a serial rapists released into our area even though many did not want him out the govt. let him out. He raped a nine year old lass and 40 other people including 2 males and only served time for 2. Even his shrink didn't think he should be out. so I put this out on facebook ::

 Huge important  Bindoon, Gingin, surrounds.
The meeting about Patrick Comeagain has been changed to the Chinkabee Complex at the same time of 7.oopm Please inform all you can this change has been in the last hour.... I sent it to all the tv stations and everyone I could to get it out there. Spent 3 hours getting it into facebook pages that I knew had kids and a wide friends circle. Pushed out as far as I could. Even invited someone who suggested he would take care of it, if you know what I mean. I feel awful about that now. I am sorry I did that. Nothing much I can do about that now. I'll have to pray about that. All this just means things are getting quite hairy out there for good people. It's getting hard to ignore the goings on in our state. The govt isn't doing the work the people voted them in for and all we are getting is more problems and less solutions that work for the greater good. There are too many strings left untied to allow this to go on any further without conditions that infringe on our rights to have a safe place to live in. Too many bad people are being let off too soon with stupid conditions that can be got around  to easily. There is a boot camp in the out back that these type ought to be sent to. Not here 500 mts from a road that local buses use as pick up and drop off points for school kids. We have a hard enough time keeping watch over our kids as it is without more hazards. It's all going mad man. Just all going mad. The time has come to allow normal people with good healthy ideas to deal with the prison system and let the prison be what they are suppose to be. Places of correction.  Too much is given to the those who are in prison than to those who they have hurt. That will have to change. I don't see that happening though. What I know is that it will only become worse. Sad but true. God is coming. Jesus is on his way. woe to those who are not ready. 12.00 am 3/07/2014, a new day begins.