I used to say that the only way I could ever get a holiday from my Demented Domestic Goddess duties - was to get pregnant. Because then I would have to go live in New Zealand for a few months before and after the baby busted out because I have a small problem with sustaining… Continue reading When Your Husband Runs Away From You
Somebody asked me the other day, "how come you don't blog/write about being Mormon? Are you trying to hide it?" It never occurred to me that anyone would construe my NOT blogging about being Mormon as an attempt to 'hide it.' Just like, it never occurred to me to blog about my Mormon-ness purely for… Continue reading Mormons are Satan Worshippers
I blinked and 2012 streaked naked through my life, my messy house. And then it was gone. Just like that. Hello 2013!Right, so I'm going to do something revolutionary (for me) this year. I am not going to start the new year making a list of all the things I hate about myself and how… Continue reading I am Enough.
I always suspected I was a bad mother/wife/woman. And now I just had it confirmed. Some scientists ( with nothing better to do with their time than find ways to make me feel bad), did a study on "What a Woman's Perfect Day Would Consist Of." And the results? Went a little something like this - 106… Continue reading 106 Minutes of Sexual Intimacy
A fit of fizzy flightiness overwhelmed me this weekend. I was consumed by this insane desire to be like those people who bungy jump, sky dive and buy clothes that are NOT on sale. I felt like living dangerously and walking on the wild side. Where did this strange feeling come from? Maybe it was because the week had been crazy busy - I… Continue reading A Night of Illicit Abandon – Walking on the Wild Side
Flags flying in Samoa for Independence. Photo by Leone Samu.Today Samoa marks the 50th anniversary of achieving Independence. For me, the story of Samoa's last fifty years is also my family's story because my parents were married in 1962 and they celebrate their fiftieth wedding anniversary this year as well. My parents chose to stay… Continue reading Fifty Memories of Samoa for Fifty Years of Independence
In the past few years, we have opened our home to several different women (and their children) who have needed 'refuge' from their abusive partners. And I'm not talking about the 'He said my butt looked big in this dress and hurt my feelings...' kind of abuse. I'm talking about : punches in the face,… Continue reading Women who Sanction and Encourage Domestic Violence
Me and the Hot Man were having a discussion about our daughters. And what kind of relationships they will have with the people they will marry one day. (Because yeah, that's what lame parents do. Sit around and discuss their children all day.) I said,"The most important factor will be our example. Our children can… Continue reading Who’s the BOSS? Well, its not me.
Life's just not fair. This is the Hot Man EIGHTEEN years ago. (With a mildly attractive young woman at his side.)And this is the Hot Man NOW. Is it just me - or does this man look pretty much the same? Hello? Did we not live through the same number of years over the last… Continue reading I Hate the Hot Man.
I grew up in Samoa. There were six of us children. Our father is Samoan and our mother is a New Zealander so we grew up with a western/British flavor added to our tropical island Christmas celebrations. Christmas is about family and inevitably as the day draws near, I am reminded of my family Christmas… Continue reading The Christmas Fight