The trickle-down theory, also known as supply-side theory, is the idea - largely hated but still beloved by policy makers - that wealth 'trickles down' from the top to other levels of society.
The theory goes that if you provide tax cuts and investment incentives to business and the wealthy, business and investment increase and thereby provide economic benefit to everyone else.
There has always been opposition to this theory, and it has always been up for parody. Since the GFC, dissent has grown with the Occupy Wall Street movement and its powerful theme: "We are the 99%" . Current bestseller 'Capital in the Twenty-First Century' posits that instead of trickling down, wealth tends to accumulate at the top and stay there, forcing an ever-growing gap between rich and poor that threatens political and social stability.
Policy makers have a hard job these days. The world is more difficult to run because we all know now how complex it is. The digital world (24-hour news, social media, democratised commentary) doesn't give politicians a break. The Great Recession continues and shows no real sign of ending. And following the ambiguous results of stimulus programs since 2008, stimulus is out and economic tough love is back in.
We know we can't go back to high levels of taxation and over-regulated economies. Having lived in a stagnant, isolated economy (New Zealand pre-deregulation) I remember it doesn't work. But I also lived in an economy going through the throes of deregulation (New Zealand under 'Rogernomics') and it was painful to see the impacts: people suffering the blows of sudden, wrenching change and the government seemingly heartless in response.
So the market can't be left to run unfettered. Some level of 'tax-and-spend' is necessary to regulate, ensure a modicum of fairness, and pay for necessary infrastructure and services.
The trickle-down effect may work a little, but it's not very effective and it's not a solution in itself for managing an economy.
Here's my view of the trickle-down effect:
Jul 8, 2014
Jul 7, 2014
12 Resolutions: July (and June recap)
This year I'm playing along with #12Resolutions on Twitter and Facebook. The idea is to set yourself short-term, achievable goals, one each month.
For June my goal was to save money by taking the train to work 3 days a week, and bringing a packed lunch at least 3 days. (I work 4 days a week).
Well, I'm chalking this one up as a success. I didn't take the train 3 days - more like an average of 1.5 days out of 4. But that's 1.5 days more than I had been taking it before. And lunch...well, I brought in a packed lunch EVERY DAY! How's that!
The benefits were as I expected: I did save a bit of money, and my days were moderately more active for the extra walking and standing that public transport forces on you.
The disadvantage of making and bringing lunch: virtually none. I had had cynical thoughts that it wouldn't be much cheaper by the time I bought extra sandwich stuff and snacks at the supermarket (not true - it's still cheaper) and I thought packing a lunch every night would be a major drag, based on the fact that I find making my kids' lunchboxes a drag. Not true - making my own lunch is much more interesting than making my kids', because as I do it I'm thinking "ooh yummy" and looking forward to each bit.
The disadvantage of public transport is just as I remember it: the commute takes longer, and is more tiring. But hey, that's life. I can't afford to drive into work every day, so it's back to the rat race for me.
So, on to July.
This month I am concentrating on my emotions and reactions.
Sometimes, I feel a bit like this:
And when I am overly-stretched, or tired, or I haven't been taking care of myself, my emotions can get the better of me and I can react badly - the whole time scratching my head and wondering why.
At my age my emotional states should not be a mystery to me. And when I slow down and really listen to myself and pay attention to what's going on, I can usually figure myself out.
So this month I'm resolving to pay attention to my moods and feelings, and to take a moment to consider them, before I react. I will keep my commitments manageable, know my limits and my needs, and NOTICE my feelings before they get to the stage where I am going to explode with rage or get all weepy and want to retire to a dark room and feel sorry for myself.
I don't do either of those things all the time, by the way. But I can get frustrated/angry/anxious too easily and can get better at managing myself, keeping things on an even keel so that stress, anxiety and over-reactions are at bay.
I think I know what I need to get this done. And I anticipate, as I go through this month and do all my noticing and listening to myself, that maybe other things will come up too.
So, this month should be interesting. I'm pretty psyched for this resolution. It's not as concrete or measurable as the others, so it doesn't let me slide in on statistics. This one is going to take some real work.
Oh, and I have a mini goal to add as well: Pandora has challenged me to complete a unit in my course, and she'll do the same. So, I'll work on that as well.
Here's to July (even if I'm a week late). Have a great month!
#12Resolutions:
January: walk 5 times a week (done - I now walk daily)
February: write 2 short stories (failed - wrote none!)
March: write 1 short story, and start Project Management course (done)
April: visit GP and complete or schedule the follow-ups (done)
May: complete one module of Project Management course (failed)
June: working day money savers: public transport and packed lunch (done)
July: pay attention to needs, moods and emotions to manage reactions
For June my goal was to save money by taking the train to work 3 days a week, and bringing a packed lunch at least 3 days. (I work 4 days a week).
Well, I'm chalking this one up as a success. I didn't take the train 3 days - more like an average of 1.5 days out of 4. But that's 1.5 days more than I had been taking it before. And lunch...well, I brought in a packed lunch EVERY DAY! How's that!
The benefits were as I expected: I did save a bit of money, and my days were moderately more active for the extra walking and standing that public transport forces on you.
The disadvantage of making and bringing lunch: virtually none. I had had cynical thoughts that it wouldn't be much cheaper by the time I bought extra sandwich stuff and snacks at the supermarket (not true - it's still cheaper) and I thought packing a lunch every night would be a major drag, based on the fact that I find making my kids' lunchboxes a drag. Not true - making my own lunch is much more interesting than making my kids', because as I do it I'm thinking "ooh yummy" and looking forward to each bit.
The disadvantage of public transport is just as I remember it: the commute takes longer, and is more tiring. But hey, that's life. I can't afford to drive into work every day, so it's back to the rat race for me.
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So, on to July.
This month I am concentrating on my emotions and reactions.
Sometimes, I feel a bit like this:
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| 'Exploding Harbor' by Justin Gaurav Murgai /Flickr |
At my age my emotional states should not be a mystery to me. And when I slow down and really listen to myself and pay attention to what's going on, I can usually figure myself out.
So this month I'm resolving to pay attention to my moods and feelings, and to take a moment to consider them, before I react. I will keep my commitments manageable, know my limits and my needs, and NOTICE my feelings before they get to the stage where I am going to explode with rage or get all weepy and want to retire to a dark room and feel sorry for myself.
I don't do either of those things all the time, by the way. But I can get frustrated/angry/anxious too easily and can get better at managing myself, keeping things on an even keel so that stress, anxiety and over-reactions are at bay.
I think I know what I need to get this done. And I anticipate, as I go through this month and do all my noticing and listening to myself, that maybe other things will come up too.
So, this month should be interesting. I'm pretty psyched for this resolution. It's not as concrete or measurable as the others, so it doesn't let me slide in on statistics. This one is going to take some real work.
Oh, and I have a mini goal to add as well: Pandora has challenged me to complete a unit in my course, and she'll do the same. So, I'll work on that as well.
Here's to July (even if I'm a week late). Have a great month!
#12Resolutions:
January: walk 5 times a week (done - I now walk daily)
February: write 2 short stories (failed - wrote none!)
March: write 1 short story, and start Project Management course (done)
April: visit GP and complete or schedule the follow-ups (done)
May: complete one module of Project Management course (failed)
June: working day money savers: public transport and packed lunch (done)
July: pay attention to needs, moods and emotions to manage reactions
Jul 4, 2014
THANK YOU
Hello.
I'm still here!
I've been a bit busy of late - just work, school holidays and such, nothing out of the ordinary, but life is suddenly very busy. It's a good kind of busy; I'm feeling happy and satisfied at the end of each day, so I'm just going to enjoy THAT while it lasts.
Anyway, I just wanted to thank you, yes YOU, for continuing to read my little blog as it goes up and down in its frequency of posts. I LOVE reading your blogs too, and I feel a bit embarrassed that I don't get to everyone's posts as often as I would like, or don't always comment, or don't join in writing prompts or linkys as I intend to... the list goes on.
So thank you.
Coming soon: 12 resolutions; my thoughts on the trickle-down theory; lessons I've learned at work; parenting styles; elevator etiquette; hopefully a writing prompt exercise or two; and of course, Sunday Selections.
Meantime: here are some photos of my kids on holiday hen-house duty at school.
I'm still here!
I've been a bit busy of late - just work, school holidays and such, nothing out of the ordinary, but life is suddenly very busy. It's a good kind of busy; I'm feeling happy and satisfied at the end of each day, so I'm just going to enjoy THAT while it lasts.
Anyway, I just wanted to thank you, yes YOU, for continuing to read my little blog as it goes up and down in its frequency of posts. I LOVE reading your blogs too, and I feel a bit embarrassed that I don't get to everyone's posts as often as I would like, or don't always comment, or don't join in writing prompts or linkys as I intend to... the list goes on.
So thank you.
Coming soon: 12 resolutions; my thoughts on the trickle-down theory; lessons I've learned at work; parenting styles; elevator etiquette; hopefully a writing prompt exercise or two; and of course, Sunday Selections.
Meantime: here are some photos of my kids on holiday hen-house duty at school.
Jun 29, 2014
Sunday Selections #178
It's time for Sunday Selections!
Sunday Selections is a weekly meme hosted by River at Drifting Through Life.
The rules are very simple:-
1. post photos of your choice, old or new, under the Sunday Selections title
2. link back to River somewhere in your post
3. leave a comment on River's post and visit some of the others who have posted and commented: for example:
Andrew at High Riser
Gillie at The View From Here
Here is this week's collection of orphan photos:
Like Elephant's Child this week I have a few sky photos. We've had such beautiful sunrises and sunsets lately.
These ones taken from the park up the end of our street:
My daughter asked me to snap the next one when we spotted it from the supermarket carpark: she wanted to put it on her Instagram.
(Yes, my kids are now on Instagram - a post for another day perhaps)
I'm sorry (not sorry) for foisting on you yet more shots taken from the roof of my work building - but I just love these views
From the sky back to the ground. I love these views at Jells Park:
Before the rain really set in this week, we'd had some lovely winter days with good light - I love the play of light and shade on this tree trunk and these leaves, on our street and at the local park:
Here are a couple of shots of Harry on our walks:
Harry and Tia enjoying a bit of winter sun. Harry was here first and he looked a bit alarmed when Tia jumped up as well, but he stood his ground and they both had a long nap out here together.
How was YOUR week?
Jun 21, 2014
Mum Jokes
One good thing about having kids with a man whose first language is not English, is that I get to do all the Dad Jokes.
Lame parental jokes - chiefly dumb puns - are an important part of the childhood experience and I have no wish to deprive my children.
I offer the golden oldies, handed down from generation to generation, such as: "Did you have a good TRIP?" when one of my kids stumbles while walking, and "Oh no, you PEA'D on the table!" when they lose a pea from their dinner plate.
I do that whole "I haven't seen you since LAST YEAR!" thing on the morning of January 1st. That's after doing "Well I guess I won't see you now till NEXT YEAR!" when I kiss them goodnight on December 31st.
I offer the obvious play-on-words jokes whenever the opportunity arises, such as, when my daughter told me she had to take the class roll to the school office: "Well I hope you didn't eat any of it on the way! EAT? ROLL? Get it?"
I make up dumb knock-knock jokes, such as:
And I am always ready with an "original" pun, such as when M pretended to hide behind the Times Tables poster:
"Well, you can COUNT on M to find a good hiding spot!" and:
"She'll probably hide there lots of TIMES!" and:
"She's really turned the TABLES on us!"
The best thing is that my kids are just the right age for these jokes. They actually think they are funny, and every time I do one, as long as I REALLY exaggerate the pun and then pull a joke face or say "Get it?" there will be a tiny pause for comprehension to settle and then "Ha! I get it! Good one!" and peals of laughter.
It feels GREAT to be a comic genius!
Lame parental jokes - chiefly dumb puns - are an important part of the childhood experience and I have no wish to deprive my children.
I offer the golden oldies, handed down from generation to generation, such as: "Did you have a good TRIP?" when one of my kids stumbles while walking, and "Oh no, you PEA'D on the table!" when they lose a pea from their dinner plate.
I do that whole "I haven't seen you since LAST YEAR!" thing on the morning of January 1st. That's after doing "Well I guess I won't see you now till NEXT YEAR!" when I kiss them goodnight on December 31st.
I offer the obvious play-on-words jokes whenever the opportunity arises, such as, when my daughter told me she had to take the class roll to the school office: "Well I hope you didn't eat any of it on the way! EAT? ROLL? Get it?"
I make up dumb knock-knock jokes, such as:
Knock Knock!
Who's there?
Harry
Harry who?
Harry up and get ready!
And I am always ready with an "original" pun, such as when M pretended to hide behind the Times Tables poster:
"Well, you can COUNT on M to find a good hiding spot!" and:
"She'll probably hide there lots of TIMES!" and:
"She's really turned the TABLES on us!"
The best thing is that my kids are just the right age for these jokes. They actually think they are funny, and every time I do one, as long as I REALLY exaggerate the pun and then pull a joke face or say "Get it?" there will be a tiny pause for comprehension to settle and then "Ha! I get it! Good one!" and peals of laughter.
It feels GREAT to be a comic genius!
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Do/Did you do dumb jokes with kids?
Jun 11, 2014
Old Slang
I recently picked up the Back To The Future trilogy for eight bucks so the kids and I watched all three movies in a weekend. (The kids loved them - it was fun). The first movie was made in 1985 and there were a couple of slang phrases in it that were ubiquitous at the time, but have since disappeared from use. It got me thinking about other slang that has fallen from use.
There are a bunch of US, Australian, English and New Zealand slang terms that were all pretty big when I was a kid and teenager. (That's mid-seventies to late eighties). Hardly any of them have survived, though a few have. Some have morphed into shortened versions ("veg out" became "veg"). Some have evolved into updated versions ("Get serious!" was replaced by "Get real!" which is now used slightly differently as "Let's get real"). Some have survived, like linguistic artefacts, as ancestors of former phrases (we no longer say "kick the bucket" but we do have a "bucket list").
Some fell out of favor and then came back. The best example I can think of is "Far out!", which was a quaint, funny seventies slang term not used in the eighties, but is now back in use. I think maybe it's because it's a handy stand-in for "F- - -!" to use in polite society or in front of children.
There were some that seemed funny and totally fine at the time but seem a bit offensive in retrospect - "ghetto blaster" comes to mind, along with "spazz" and other playground insults best left in the past.
Slang is funny. The ones that stick are easy and clever, and there are others that try too hard, take too long to say (e.g., "technicolour yawn") or just won't work. ("Gretchen, stop trying to make 'fetch' happen").
Some are resisted, uselessly. In New Zealand in the eighties I remember an Anglophile newspaper columnist bemoaning the use of the American "slang" term (keep in mind New Zealand was a pretty old-fashioned place back then) "hired and fired" and wondered why we couldn't use the "better" British English version "backed and sacked". As we say these days: good luck with that.
But even slang terms that are not resisted, are really popular and seem destined to stick around, seem to mostly eventually fall away. Just ask your parents what terms they used to use as teenagers. Or watch a movie from your own youth, and be reminded of all the things you thought you'd be saying forever.
Do you remember these?
There are a bunch of US, Australian, English and New Zealand slang terms that were all pretty big when I was a kid and teenager. (That's mid-seventies to late eighties). Hardly any of them have survived, though a few have. Some have morphed into shortened versions ("veg out" became "veg"). Some have evolved into updated versions ("Get serious!" was replaced by "Get real!" which is now used slightly differently as "Let's get real"). Some have survived, like linguistic artefacts, as ancestors of former phrases (we no longer say "kick the bucket" but we do have a "bucket list").
Some fell out of favor and then came back. The best example I can think of is "Far out!", which was a quaint, funny seventies slang term not used in the eighties, but is now back in use. I think maybe it's because it's a handy stand-in for "F- - -!" to use in polite society or in front of children.
There were some that seemed funny and totally fine at the time but seem a bit offensive in retrospect - "ghetto blaster" comes to mind, along with "spazz" and other playground insults best left in the past.
Slang is funny. The ones that stick are easy and clever, and there are others that try too hard, take too long to say (e.g., "technicolour yawn") or just won't work. ("Gretchen, stop trying to make 'fetch' happen").
Some are resisted, uselessly. In New Zealand in the eighties I remember an Anglophile newspaper columnist bemoaning the use of the American "slang" term (keep in mind New Zealand was a pretty old-fashioned place back then) "hired and fired" and wondered why we couldn't use the "better" British English version "backed and sacked". As we say these days: good luck with that.
But even slang terms that are not resisted, are really popular and seem destined to stick around, seem to mostly eventually fall away. Just ask your parents what terms they used to use as teenagers. Or watch a movie from your own youth, and be reminded of all the things you thought you'd be saying forever.
Do you remember these?
- That's heavy (serious or profound)
- Cosmic!
- No shit, Sherlock
- Get serious!
- What a whacker (Australian - was eventually replaced here by the English 'wanker')
- It's a joke, Joyce
- Der, Fred
- Choice! (chiefly New Zealand)
- Couch potato
- Veg out
- Radical!
- Cool bananas (still in use - supposedly ironically - by people my age; also 'Coolio')
- Brill (brilliant)
- Brillo pad (inevitable evolution of "brill")
- Ace!
- Mondo
- No way, Jose
- "So funny I forgot to laugh" (Sarcastic. I think it was a thing only kids said, but we said it a lot)
- space cadet
- yuppie
- propeller head (nerd)
- Poindexter (nerd)
- spazz attack (go crazy/freak out)
- technicolour yawn (vomit)
- chuck a party
- metal mouth / brace face (someone wearing orthodontic braces)
- Cowabunga!
- As if!
- Like, oh my god! (ermahgerd!)
- Go jump in the lake / Go take a long walk off a short pier
- Sit and spin
- dirtbag
- scumbag
- (Something) City - as in, if there were a lot of bad people somewhere, it was "Scumbag City"
- pash (kiss)
- suck face (kiss)
- kicked the bucket / bought the farm (died)
- porchlight on dim (one card short of a full deck; not all dogs barking; cuckoo)
How about these once popular sayings and quotes:
- Whatchu talkin' bout Willis? (from the TV show Diff'rent Strokes)
- Hang in there! (poster - branch - kitten. Remember?)
- It's hard to fly like an eagle when you're surrounded by turkeys (also a popular poster)
- Happiness is a warm puppy (from Snoopy)
- You wouldn't like me when I'm angry. (from the TV show The Incredible Hulk)
- Let's be careful out there (from the TV show Hill Street Blues)
- "Holy (something), Batman!" (from the TV show Batman and Robin)
- Good thinking, Ninety-Nine (from the TV show Get Smart)
Have you got any more?
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Jun 4, 2014
12 Resolutions: June (and May recap)
This year I'm playing along with #12Resolutions on Twitter and Facebook. The idea is to set yourself short-term, achievable goals, one each month.
For May I set myself the goal of completing one module in my Project Management Professional accreditation course. So how did I do?
I failed! I have done some study and completed units within the module, but have not completed the whole module.
Ah well. I will keep studying, but rather than set the same goal for June, I'll try something else.
For June my goal is to save money during the working week, by taking the train to work 3 of 4 days, and bringing a packed lunch at least 3 of 4 days.
On Wednesdays I still need to drive as I need to pick up the kids from after-school care, and our public transport system will not get me from the city to our suburb in time for 6 pm pick-up.
The other three days I can take the train. I need to get back in that habit. I can't afford to keep driving every day and it's no good for my health either (or the environment).
And packed lunch. Yes, life is busy and I usually just can't be bothered to pack a lunch in the evening when all the chores are done and it's 11pm. But... I could do it when I pack the kids' lunchboxes, couldn't I?
This resolution is the only one I'm not confident in keeping at the start. It may sound like nothing, but I will actually be unwinding six years of habit if I can pull this one off.
#12Resolutions:
January: walk 5 times a week (done - I now walk daily)
February: write 2 short stories (failed - wrote none!)
March: write 1 short story, and start Project Management course (done)
April: visit GP and complete or schedule the follow-ups (done)
May: complete one module of Project Management course (failed)
June: working day money savers: public transport and packed lunch
For May I set myself the goal of completing one module in my Project Management Professional accreditation course. So how did I do?
I failed! I have done some study and completed units within the module, but have not completed the whole module.
Ah well. I will keep studying, but rather than set the same goal for June, I'll try something else.
For June my goal is to save money during the working week, by taking the train to work 3 of 4 days, and bringing a packed lunch at least 3 of 4 days.
On Wednesdays I still need to drive as I need to pick up the kids from after-school care, and our public transport system will not get me from the city to our suburb in time for 6 pm pick-up.
The other three days I can take the train. I need to get back in that habit. I can't afford to keep driving every day and it's no good for my health either (or the environment).
And packed lunch. Yes, life is busy and I usually just can't be bothered to pack a lunch in the evening when all the chores are done and it's 11pm. But... I could do it when I pack the kids' lunchboxes, couldn't I?
This resolution is the only one I'm not confident in keeping at the start. It may sound like nothing, but I will actually be unwinding six years of habit if I can pull this one off.
The train as I wish it was:
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The train as it is:
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#12Resolutions:
January: walk 5 times a week (done - I now walk daily)
February: write 2 short stories (failed - wrote none!)
March: write 1 short story, and start Project Management course (done)
April: visit GP and complete or schedule the follow-ups (done)
May: complete one module of Project Management course (failed)
June: working day money savers: public transport and packed lunch
Jun 3, 2014
Best Mother In The World
Today I have been awarded the prestigious - and rare - Best Mother in the World diploma.
Although I have worked and studied hard for this diploma, I could not have reached this moment without the help of many special people. To those people I would like to say a few words of thanks.
To my children, without whom none of this would be possible: I thank you.
To my husband, who has tirelessly supported his family and shared parenting duties with me: thank you. For the fact that you were so often absent working during those difficult early years, or generously sleeping and leaving me room to explore the mothering arts unhindered, allowing me to forge my parenting skills and complete many of the units required to earn this diploma alone: I thank you.
To my mother, whose ongoing support has been invaluable. To the older Greek ladies whose practical wisdom, spiced with handy tips for avoiding the curse of the Evil Eye, added so much to my bag of tricks. Thank you.
To the sleep school who saved us all, and especially for those two blissful nights with sleeping pills and no babies: I thank you.
To the countless parenting books, articles, blogs and columns I pored over, until having absorbed, learned or created all the wisdom I needed, I was able to roll my eyes, explode in rage or quietly chuckle and discard them all: thank you.
To the daycare centre which nurtured my children, nagged us to toilet train them, and provided enough messy activities to allow me to avoid finger painting at home: thank you.
Indeed, it takes a village to raise a child, and it takes two villages to raise twins. But there can only be one Best Mother in the World, and tonight I humbly accept that title.
As I look around me here tonight, I see many worthy mothers who might also have earned this diploma, and I feel honored to be in such company. That I was chosen says much about the skills and talents of us all.
I promise to remain worthy of this diploma and I hope that I can continue, in the years ahead, to provide not only love and support to my children, but also courage and inspiration to those other mothers out there, who may be struggling to earn their own diploma. Stick with it, sisters. One day in the future (when I am gone, of course) you too may also be awarded Best Mother in the World.
Although I have worked and studied hard for this diploma, I could not have reached this moment without the help of many special people. To those people I would like to say a few words of thanks.
To my children, without whom none of this would be possible: I thank you.
To my husband, who has tirelessly supported his family and shared parenting duties with me: thank you. For the fact that you were so often absent working during those difficult early years, or generously sleeping and leaving me room to explore the mothering arts unhindered, allowing me to forge my parenting skills and complete many of the units required to earn this diploma alone: I thank you.
To my mother, whose ongoing support has been invaluable. To the older Greek ladies whose practical wisdom, spiced with handy tips for avoiding the curse of the Evil Eye, added so much to my bag of tricks. Thank you.
To the sleep school who saved us all, and especially for those two blissful nights with sleeping pills and no babies: I thank you.
To the countless parenting books, articles, blogs and columns I pored over, until having absorbed, learned or created all the wisdom I needed, I was able to roll my eyes, explode in rage or quietly chuckle and discard them all: thank you.
To the daycare centre which nurtured my children, nagged us to toilet train them, and provided enough messy activities to allow me to avoid finger painting at home: thank you.
Indeed, it takes a village to raise a child, and it takes two villages to raise twins. But there can only be one Best Mother in the World, and tonight I humbly accept that title.
As I look around me here tonight, I see many worthy mothers who might also have earned this diploma, and I feel honored to be in such company. That I was chosen says much about the skills and talents of us all.
I promise to remain worthy of this diploma and I hope that I can continue, in the years ahead, to provide not only love and support to my children, but also courage and inspiration to those other mothers out there, who may be struggling to earn their own diploma. Stick with it, sisters. One day in the future (when I am gone, of course) you too may also be awarded Best Mother in the World.
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| Awarded by A, via Greek school: Diploma: the Best Mother in the World. |
Jun 2, 2014
Tia's Scary Adventure
We arrived home last Wednesday night to find this note on our door:
I could not believe how high she was. When we called her she stood up and tentatively took a couple of steps, then sat again and stared. She didn't make a sound. Y made to climb the tree, but got only a couple of feet up before finally agreeing with the rest of us that it was impossible.
"She'll find her way down," I said. "Cats don't die in trees."
As it turns out though, I was wrong. Cats do indeed get stuck in trees and can die, either by getting exposure or dehydration and falling out, or by falling and killing themselves. I educated myself that evening on Exquisite Kitty. Did you know that cats can't climb down head-first? They have to climb backwards, which is why they are much better at climbing UP than climbing DOWN.
So if your cat is stuck in a tree for a whole day, you can't just leave it there; you have to organise an animal rescue. Also, if your cat is not meowing, she may be weak and dehydrated.
We went out to our backyard and shone torches up to check on her throughout the evening, calling and coaxing her with no result. She changed branch a couple of times, stood and turned around and sat again; at one point she climbed higher up. At another point she was even swaying slightly, clearly nodding off. At another point when I shone up my torch I got four shiny eyes, and then saw a possum sitting on the branch next to her, both of them watching me together.
Eventually I had to go to bed, even though I felt terrible. I found Jim's Animal Rescue's contact details so we could call them in the morning; Y would be home that day.
The next morning I got up early and went outside with the torch, but there was no sign of Tia in the tree and no sound or sight of her when I called either. Just as I was thinking she had collapsed from exhaustion and fallen to her death during the night, I heard her bell, and she appeared from the bushes.
She ate an entire plate of food and a saucer of cat milk in one go, then came straight inside and stayed there for two days.
Jun 1, 2014
Sunday Selections #174
It's time for Sunday Selections!
Sunday Selections is a weekly meme hosted by River at Drifting Through Life.
The rules are very simple:-
1. post photos of your choice, old or new, under the Sunday Selections title
2. link back to River somewhere in your post
3. leave a comment on River's post and visit some of the others who have posted and commented: for example:
Andrew at High Riser
Gillie at The View From Here
Here is this week's collection of orphan photos:
Most evenings the kids spend half an hour or so in their rooms before bedtime, and then I come in and read a chapter of a book to them before they go to sleep. During the reading, both pets come in to whatever room I'm in and settle themselves somewhere cosy.
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| Harry |
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| Tia |
After many weeks' dedicated practice, M has mastered the Rainbow Loom, and has learned how to make the more complicated 'charms' via YouTube tutorials:
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| gymnast |
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| ice-cream sodas |
A prefers writing and drawing. After we all watched the Back to the Future movies together last weekend, she drew a picture of "the future". As you can see, we will have flying cars and hoverboards, but kids will always play with dolls.
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| The Future |
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