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A piano fell on my head today.

I was sitting in church looking around ( from the depths of the back rows where I always creep in and hide) when suddenly it hit me.I've been coming to this particular congregation for a year now. A whole year. And I don't even know who half of these people are. In fact, I dont… Continue reading A piano fell on my head today.

Bella, children, church, clothes, conflict, Cyndi Lauper, mother, parenting, wardrobe

I hate being married and having children.

When it's time to get ready to go out. Anywhere where looking nice is required. Dinner. Church. Mall. Movies. Book function.I don't know about you, but I used to like getting dressed up to go somewhere nice. It took time, thought, planning and some angst, but it was fun. For example, a very long time… Continue reading I hate being married and having children.

children, church, parenting, sunday.

Let’s Throw Stones at the Bad Lazy Mother

Once a year our church has the children give the program. The children practise for weeks, reciting scriptures, singing songs and going thru little skits. (Except for my children.)  It's the one Sunday you are guaranteed not to be able to find a parking spot when you come to late to church. (Like we did.)… Continue reading Let’s Throw Stones at the Bad Lazy Mother

church, disasters, food storage, parenting, The Walking Dead, zombie apocalypse

Why you shouldn’t talk about guns at church.

Have you got one of these at your house?The Hot Man has been avidly watching the TV series “The Walking Dead.” So have I. I shut my eyes most of the time but I have this horrible fascination with a show that tells us in gory detail, what happens when the world is taken over… Continue reading Why you shouldn’t talk about guns at church.

children, church, parents, survival

You are nobody and have nothing of importance.

My parents are going to work in a certain Pacific island nation far away for 2 years. It's a somewhat dangerous place. One where you shouldnt catch a taxi from the airport because the driver is likely to drive you to the bushes where a helpful gang will be waiting to rid you of every… Continue reading You are nobody and have nothing of importance.