Jane and Jen

We are Janus.  We came into the world together, two faces one mind.  I am she, and she is me.  Our parents call us Jane and Jen, but they never know who they’re talking to.  Jane and Jen born in June.  We toy with them.  We have played this game for as long as we can remember.  We tried it first when we realised that they could not tell which of us was Jane and which Jen.  Now, even they call us Janus.

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Letter to My Sons

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My Darling Sons,

Today, in the aftermath of a violent, unhinged man holding people hostage in the Lindt chocolate cafe in Sydney, killing two, causing physical injuries to more, and unseen psychological damage to so many more, I am heartsore.  In the aftermath of a young, unarmed African American man being shot to death, ostensibly for changing lanes illegally while driving, by Houston police, I’m searching for the humanity in human beings.  In the aftermath of the Taliban attack today on a school in Pakistan killing 141 people, I am despondent.

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Hide And Seek

Marli sits in the dark, her knees drawn up to her chin, her breath coming in short sharp bursts. She is certain he can hear her heart beating; it’s hammering so loudly that her ears are reverberating. Her chest aches from where her knees are squeezed in tight by her arms. She makes herself as small and unnoticeable as possible.

“I know where you are.”

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The Story of A Parenting Win and A Happy Dance

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Last week we went on a road trip to Florida (you can find posts on that here if you’re interested) and it was wonderful.  But along the way, we acquired a flat tyre on my car.  So yesterday I called the lovely serviceman to come and change my tyre over for the spare (I have an SUV, I’m not jacking that sucker up to change a tyre by myself when I pay insurance premiums, so spare me the “you could have changed your own tyre” speech — I’ve changed plenty in my life), and today I had to go get the original repaired or replaced.

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It’s quiet… too quiet….

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The CEO has taken Godzilla and the TeenWolf camping today. They’ve kitted themselves out with cots, pillows, sleeping bags, daypacks, food and the ubiquitous (at least in our house) camouflage light (don’t get excited, it’s just a camping lantern with camo designs on it).

Meanwhile, Pinky and the Brain are in their respective corners… sleeping.  They did their usual walk with the CEO this morning, then went on a second, longer walk with me and the boys.  It’s more than their fat, spoilt bodies are used to.

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Mates and Brothers

It’s SummeFriends2r holidays and the TeenWolf had a mate over today (that’s a buddy, or a friend for those of you who aren’t Australian).  Naturally, that meant a bit of dominance display and chest beating from Godzilla.  While the two younger boys wandered around doing their own thing, Godzilla hovered on the edges.  Of course, there was substantial interjecting from me, as I magically found jobs that I absolutely had to have Godzilla’s help with.  Yeah, I didn’t come down in the last shower.  I know how this goes.  One kid has a friend over, the other kid tries to interject and just ends up being a pain in the bum.  In the fabulously poetic words of Dr. Philthis ain’t my first rodeo.

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