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*Sigh*

So.... is it wrong that I am concerned that the current political situation in America is gradually spiraling into a religious stand off. With Trump being strongly represented by,as well as being a representative of the Christian Faithful.  More and more I see, read, and hear religious quotes or people talking about prayer in regards to Trump. It worries me because segregation and feelings of rightful superiority for any race/religion is dangerous.   

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Kismit

Today I wandered

Most days I walk. I walk heaps. I walked past a letter box that read, No circulars please.... I wished I had a marker pen so I could finish the sentence with something like, I'm Vegan. My mind wanders even more than I do.  

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Kismit

Crate day (lost in translation)

I've had a male Gang around me for over 20 years now. And I still dont understand how they think.  Two boys, and a husband, I am very aware of their, let's just say ..... differences. Men think differently. Let's go back to Crate day, a Kiwi tradition since circa 2005. The first Saturday in December is now crate day.. this is a crate  The goal is to start the day with one of these and end it with an empty wooden box. It's not a big goal, it's not an enlightened goal, but it is a go

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Kismit

Lizzie's Blog Day2

We are currently surrounded   war appears imminent   not sure if second helping of pudding was necessary   please help us... P.s. I'm ok, but Lizzy has no sense of humour at all, and talk about lazy, I had to dig the latrines and build the air raid shelter all by myself. I wish (.) was here. She gets s#!t done.

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Kismit

Day with the weirdos

"The ground will shake and houses will fall into the sea, ". These were the words of a woman at a crystal reading seminar I once went to.  The seminar was $5 entry and an afternoon out, so I thought what the hey, let's do it. I will check it out for a laugh. The seminar was full of well meaning people, most claiming some psychic ability, but this was highly, no, extremely highly, no, extremely highly enormously questionable .  Anyway, I was sitting in a group and they were passing

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Kismit

at least they roll

So the Blogs never role in regularly, but atleast they roll in from time to time. So far this year I have had the most un social social season ever. With Mr Kismit forgetting to let Mrs Kismit know where he was spending New Years Eve, so no party for me, I spent 3 days sleeping in the #spare bed after that and then of course cooking for the tourists who congregate in our quiet town is an evening job, so my nights are just begining by the time most people are heading home. This may seem str

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Kismit

Happy Movember

Glory be to the hairy men, for they shall sprout a Stash in the month of Mos..

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Kismit

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You see there was this skinny guy, on a push bike, wearing glasses. The kind of guy who's arms seem way to long for the rest of his body. And the thing about his arms was that they appeared to have a completely detatched mind of there own. You know the body stayed stiff and straight and the arms just sort of wobbled around his knee line all by themselves. Oh, I should at this point say I was at the Supermarket and this guy was out the front. And it wasn't his mismatched limbs I noticed it was

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Kismit

The Darndest thing

Life is generally kinda good at the moment, ya know she's been a bit of a rollercoaster for me. Oddly enough I keep my thoughts and my personal life pretty tightly under wraps. It's just who I am. Independent to the extreme. I never had a great deal of support from anyone but me, so I keep it to myself. However my bestest friend since we was like 11, Jods, I tell her everything and I love her to bits. It's her Birthday Today the 29th. And she's sitting on some beautiful beach on Sth Stradbroke

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Kismit

Redecorating

I have decided that it was time to redecorate the old Blog. Throw around some Art work and make the place a little more girlie. What do you think? I liiiiiiiikkkkeeeee it... Mmhmmm yes indeedey yes I do...

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Kismit

Growing up

When I was a youngen. I was a total Bogan/Westie. Black jeans, flannel shirts, Holden cars and always some AC/DC * playing in the stereo. I was an AC/DC addict, a purist. Bon Scott was my idol. Yeah sure he choked on his own vomit which is not a pretty way to die, but he gave the band the edge they needed. I never felt like they ever regained that edge after Brian Johnston took over. You know Back in Black was the last decent release they ever made. And I know Brian Johnston sang on the Album

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Kismit

Irony and other rants

I wrote a blog about 3 years ago. It was called, the difference between nothing and silence. It was about how my husband sometimes ignores me, shuts me out and there is nothing I can do to get back in or no reason as to why he has done it. It's a cruel passive aggressive way to behave. For the past 2 years that man has not been in my house, my husband has been caring and loving. He has shown me I am important to him, although I never really felt like he was in love with me or that he underst

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Kismit

It's sooo late

Well it's 3:16 in the morning. My husband is currently away for a few daysso I have quiet time at the keyboard and for the first time in what seems like a year I don't have to get up before 7am. Well don't expect me to come up with anything interesting at this time of the day but I will leave you with this becuase well this song rocks..

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Kismit

Headlights.

I was reading the Snufters blog and I realised that not only is he a brilliant writer with an incredible sence of humour but we are both on very similar paths. Having had an unusual year last year, I decided I wanted to be a little more selfish. I am not 100% comfortable in my life and I only have me to blame for that. My cave is getting too small. So I thought and I thought about what I really wanted to be when I grew up, when I realised that I had known all along that all I really want

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Kismit

The best day at work....:ye:

So there's this girl at work right. Let's call her To-to. She's just like one of them little yappy ankle bitter dogs. About a week after she started work she had a go at me. I heard through the grapevine that our little yappy dog wanted me Gone from work. I didn't know her, she doesn't know me. Little dogs make me wanna kick em. She even tried to make me look bad in front of the Boss. But I am a calm person who allows others a chance to learn from their mistakes. Yesterday, another girl f

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Kismit

The time has come

The time has come to speak of things and so on and so on I don't quote Lewis Carrol so well. But that's not the point to this particular blog the point to this one is to let you all know that I won't be around much over the next few months. I know I'm not online much now, but it will get worse. For Kismit is leaving New Zealand for the sunny shores of Australia. This will only be a three week visit but during that three weeks Kismit will be getting married to Mr Kismit for those of you who mi

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Kismit

Inspired by Snuffs and Lottie

LYRICS Pack your bags, And leave tonight. Don't take your time, Gotta move your feet, don't you miss the flight! Cool, cool, cool, cool Club Tropicana, drinks are free, Fun and sunshine - there's enough for everyone. All that's missing is the sea, But don't worry, you can suntan! Ahhh The 80's!! So full of wisdom. I think there's a little something in that song for everyone, don't you?

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Kismit

Internation Khaki day

I know my blog has been utter crap lately and quite frankly nothing about that is going to change in a hurry. The point of this Blog entry however is..... Please note that Today has been declare international 'Khaki Day' in memory of Steve Irwin. I shall now go and find myself a Safari suit.

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Kismit

Google Idol. (Get it while it's hot)

Seeing as it's been a while since anything good was blogged in Kizzy'z blogs, I thought maybe I would introduce you all to something new, something fresh. So much more than just a talent quest, so much more than Kareoke by candlelight, it's the all new World wide phenomena of GooGle Idol P.S. vote for Joe and friends.

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Kismit

Warning

Warning When I am an old woman I shall wear purple With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me. And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves And satin sandles, and say we've no money for butter. I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells And run my stick along the public railings And make up for the sobriety of my youth. I shall go out in my slippers in the rain And pick flowers in other people'

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Kismit

I do still get angry

My Husband should be getting out of Hospital Tomorow. It's been 11 weeks since the accident, so it will be nice to have him home. He will be full time in the wheelchair for a few months and then he will hopefully move on to using the walker around the house and the chair only for long distances, like around the block. I have to remember some people do it full time (wheelchairs) and that atleast one day my Man should walk again. Even though one leg is now 3cm longer than the other. I

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Kismit

The difference between silence and nothing....

So it's your birthday, and I know life is busy. It's hard to get five minutes together let alone sit down for a meal. But we did, we spent all the time we had, me and the kids, making you dinner, with a table cloth, flowers, homemade cards and cake with candles in it. And you left the house with the words, "oh yeah, o.k. right.".... Nothing! And yet, the other day I was talking to a friend. We talked of jobs, of sport of weather and kids, we laughed about silly things. And I heard, a moments

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Kismit

Arts and crafts

Ever had one of those days when you just want to swear? I woke up this morning and I wanted to write a poem full of foul lnguage that hated life and the world around me. Not because I am sad or becuase I am depressed but because I am artisticly repressed. I cannot draw, I cannot paint and I struggle to type. Kismit, in reality is a cruiser. Everything I do is done the easy way, I see no need for complications and I constantly long to be free. I want to frolick and kick out, I want to walk out

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Kismit