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Which Witch? Witch

Wild and beautiful, you are a Witch. You can feel the tides, the moon, the air, life itself.
You use the strength of your will, and the quickness of your mind, to bend and shape your reality.
Magick is a part of you, and you are a part of everything else.
Evil? No.
Amazing? Yes.
Which Witch Are You?

COOL

okay i'm just trying somethin out



Your magical style is Magus.

What type of Magic do you work?. Take the Magical Style Quiz by Paradox

Yesturday morning, I'm sure it was way to early, I was woken by the noise of one of my loverly cats "playing". The sound of things being knocked over. I did try to ignore it, but then I thought I'd better go and rescue whatever it was she was playing with. I found her hovering in the hall way, sure enough there was a little rodent trying to hide behind a shoe. Now there is one thing about these rodents, they're damn easy to catch, thankfully or my house would be full of em. And they have this loverly little handle to pick them up with. My cats don't kill these things you understand, they just like playing with them, some times I think they bring them inside so they can see what they are, "look mum, what's this, hey, you see what THIS one can do". Frogs for example, not only do they jump, ("wow look at that!"), but they make a noise too, a clicking sound for those who don't know. Then there's the lizards for when the girls are feeling energetic, they move much faster. The little rodents are bigger and are like balls, you toss one up and it lands and stays in one spot for a bit, THEN it moves. Usually I can tell when one of my girls has got something, they make a short meowing noise, unlike the one they make if they see something that they would "like" to play with, but it's bigger than a small rat. This is when they will sit there and look at it in a very intense sort of way, but aren't sure if the thing would let them play. Magpies no longer feel they are a risk, just an annoyance if they get to close. Have to admit it's usually rose who get's the play things, she's smaller, faster and can actually jump unlike her um...u hhmm more "big boned" sister. The one time I WAS glad she killed something was the day she thought she would bring a snake home, only a baby copper belly mind you but.. *roll eyes*

Now to get back to yesturdays plaything, after I had rescued the dazzed little darling and found a jar to put it in, I had to get some clothes on, I took it out back to a nice big tree I've got. With some encouragement it came out of the jar, looking I might say like it thought this was another game. But it soon got the idea it could move more than an inch and not get tossed again. Last I saw it was finding a hole to crawl into.

So another rodent wonders free to be play with another day. There was one time when in three nights in a row, a plaything was brought inside, still not sure if it wasn't the same one???? Oh well till the next time I find something that's been forgotten by my girls and I have to catch it and take it out again. Keep playing.



On a side note; I don't do well with other peoples chicks, unless it's okay to treat them like my own. We have done a "swap the chicks night". Not sure I got the best side of it??? Have told this chick off a bit AND made him eat his dinner. Sigh, SO not my job.

By the way, not the same with soulsis's cubs or half of damsel's chicks.

Well Happy New Year

Nup, didn't feel the earth jump, unless you count all the bangs from the fire works going off. Some of them were big ones. I wonder how many people ended up in hospital last night. Heard the sirens going a number of times. Pity we couldn't see the fire works, oh well that's what happens when you have so many trees around. Nothing open to day, sigh, would of been good to see a movie. Will have to think of something else.



So this is 2003, nice day to start the year at least. Have a good one peoples.

Blessed be to all. hehehehe

Buttons so many buttons

It would appear that my daughter will feature largely in my blog. I love her vey much, but this is not the only reason for her to be here, no there are so many more reasons. In this case lets talk about her friend, she says best friend, but I have my doubts. It would seem that this friend is the fountian of knowledge here abouts and has shared this wisdom with my daughter, who being the trusting little chick that she is, always believes her, even above me. No surprise there. Take the most recent tit bit of knowledge, she told my chick that on new years eve, just as the clock strikes midnight the earth will go over a bump and we all will feel it. No doubting the girls imagination and in deed this might happen. Maybe I have been to busy at twelve to feel the bump, but please ......... Why does my daughter believe this girl, my theory is that this girl has SO much belief in herself that others are pulled into her delirum, (like this better than delusion). This chick will not beleive any adult, she is right and the rest of us are wrong. So there.

My hope is one day to separate them, if it'll work. I don't think this girl is good for or to my daughter. To tell the truth i'm not sure what to do with the family. I like the mum n dad and the kids, a bit, but they are abit out of control. And they are not kind to each other, (the kids that is). My boys don't want to go there because of that. Oh well will have to see what happens I guess. If nothing else it may get my daughters room clean for once. She can't go and stay less she cleans it up, good plan huh.

THE losted posting

okay so I losted a posting, according to my soulsis "it happens"

What I posted happened on Xmas eve, my three chicks and I went with my parents to "Carols by candle light". I'd made some naff candle holds for the night and was looking forward to it. Foolish me. But now it's burnt in to my mind what it's like and i WONT fall for it again. Really. We arrived after I'd babied my poor under the weather car there. Found our spot and set up. First mistake I made, I forgot the ear plugs. Shit were they loud, thought to myself if we moved maybe our ear drums would last. Then looked around and noticed that no matter where we sat out ear drums were in danger. Why I asked myself do they HAVE to have the music so loud, then remembered, muszos are mostly deaf, duh. And why should they be the only ones, right.
So we settled down to wait for the "testings" to be over n the carols to start. Off goes my chicks to run mad n look around. Of course they find people they know, think they know to many people. Well turns out the people they know they know thro Their farther. (note here; I am, lucky, divorced from their farther). Now i have nothing against these people, hell I don't know them. But i put on a smilely face and say "Hi, how ya going". Anyway i go back to our spot and put my fingers in my ears. Soon it all starts. Let me say at this point, there are people out there that love to stand in front of other people and think they can sing and everyone loves it. Hhhhhmmmm, my ex comes to mind for some reasons, can't think why. *look of innocents*
So after kinda rounding up the chicks, which was just us sitting there and waiting for the chicks to come by and TELLING them to sit down, our carols start. Would like to make a note here, somehow we ended up with an extra chick??? Have no idea why she stayed with us, we told her off too. We sat and sang some songs, oh and i must make special comment about the programs. On the frist page they made a list of order of songs. Now the normal person would then conclude that the songs in the program were in that order. Think again it was find the song time, guess it was done that way to see if we where paying attention. Soon my parents and myself were thinking of home. But Mumzie said, "Let's wait for Santa". (local fire truck rolls up with "Santa" on borad and give lollies to the chicks) Okay we say we'll wait. Yes the best was to come. They announce some guy is going to come up and entertain the chickies, ............ Right I want to get this across so you get the WHOLE picture, uh hmm. Chicks are asked to come to front, off they happily hop thinking of fun . The guy starts asking for chicks to stand up on very little platform, Mary first, her doll as Jesus, he did ask everyone there if someone had a small baby to do Jesus, *raise eye brow* yeah right. then there's joesph, sherpards, (one was my daughter), Kings and so forth. You do the sums, small platform lots of chicks. We sit there thinking something funs going to happen right? Wrong, he starts lecturing about how "we lose sight of the REAL reason for Xmas" AAARRRRGGGGGHHHHHH Shits me when people start that. The REAL reason for Xams IS NOT Jesus. Wont go into that. Did the chicks have fun, lets just say that they where having SO much fun that they were going back to where their parent were. BUT there's more. seeing this is not working he pulls out a saw ............... more fun for the chicks. He starts playing the saw, one of the carols, i blocked out which one. Oh but lets not stop there, after he finishes he stands up and says he has a friend coming out to help with a song .................. Xmas Carols, hhhhmmmm Xmas character you say. Santa maybe, NOT, Rudolph, NO, Xmas Elf maybe, think again. What on this wonderful Xmas eve night do they bring out you may ask, David Blowie, you got it a Blow Fly character. That's right some guy in a blowie costum. *shakes head* More chicks go back to their bemused parents. Lucky Santa comes along, mad rush to the truck. Sure some chicks got squeezed, knew my chicks would be fine and in the front, don't ask. Now this means the rest of the chicks leave the wonderful and entertaining blowie and scream for lollies, nothing like knowing what Santa's for. *snigger* Soon our chicks are back with their bag of late night upppers. ............ And off we go home, escaping to hear another day.

Now to get to the reason I bought this up. My beautiful daughter came to me a few days later; "Mummy can i talk to you in private?", "Sure hun", "Mum you know the other night when we went to carols?", "Yes hun", "Well there was a boy there i knida know", "Oh", "I think I'm in love with him", .......... "Oh, how do you know?", "Cos I go shy around boys I love" ...........................
We've had this conversation a number of times now. Regarding different boys, why my daughter wants a boyfriend, she finally tells me is so she can share moments with him, don't we all. I try and tell her that she should kow herself first, that she doesn't need a boyfriend and to wait for the RIGHT boy to come along. *sigh* Where did this girl come from. I grow up a tomboy, wasn't interested in boys till much later. Here i have a girl who wants to look trendy, who wears jewellry and wants a boyfriend at 9. You know what I worry about most about her, she'll do something she shouldn't do because she thinks others will like her more for it.
Just to round this little tit bit about my daughter, she just came in to ask if she could wax her legs today............................
WWWWWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Should i be suffering teenage hood so soon???????