Tattoos, Piercings, and Body Mods, Oh My!

I love tattoos.

I have since I was twelve years old, and I started copying them out of magazines 66442_10150670872028303_1038181154_nin the motorcycle garage belonging to a friend of the family. It’s how I learned to draw. Well, how I got started, anyway. The moment I found out you could create a piece of art, put it on your body, and it would stay there, I was in awe. And I was definitely getting one. One day.

I had my angel drawn and ready to go when I was 16, and got it at 18. My ‘two year rule’ started from there. You see, people regret tattoos sometimes, and I don’t want to end up one of those people. My rule is I can’t get a tattoo done unless I’ve liked the idea for over two years. It’s why I only have a few, and I’m not yet covered.

I often have people stare, and not always in a good way, but most of the time, I don’t really care. People need to understand something about those that have tattoos, piercings, and body mods.


To some, TATTOOS ARE BEAUTIFUL. Continue reading


Raising a Fierce Daughter


The good thing about my two and a half year-old daughter, Charlotte, is that she’s fierce.

The bad thing is … she’s fierce.

Raising a fiery girl can be tiresome, but at the end of the day, I can put my feet up and safely say I’m proud to be her mamma.

Battle on!


Charlie is her new raincoat. She wouldn't take it off in 40 degree heat. I had to bribe her.

Charlie in her new raincoat. She wouldn’t take it off in 40- degree heat. I had to bribe her.

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Why am I so Misunderstood?

Teacher AND Learner for life.

Teacher AND Learner for life.


Why am I so Misunderstood?

I’ve been asking this question for a long time. I think we all ask it every now and then, but there are some of us who face it a lot. I think I’ve figured out why it happens to me. And recently, I haven’t asked it anymore, I just get it. I get that people don’t get me, and that’s okay.

I’m not black and white. Yeah, yeah, I know none of us are, but I’m a ridiculous type of grey that makes absolutely no sense. Well, it does now (to me) after 31 years of figuring it all out.

Firstly, I come from a family with a single mum and one brother. I grew up playing Nintendo and Sega, and watched a lot of television. I had Barbies (whose hair was shaved and coloured with texta) and ate red frogs. I walked the streets with my mates, swearing and sticking my finger up at passing cars then hiding behind buildings, playing knock and run, climbing onto rooves of high schools with wheelie bins, and more that I won’t mention here.

Then, on the other hand, I was afraid to climb trees (go figure with the buildings), wore lots of frilly dresses, played tea parties, loved school, and did ballet. Continue reading

We’re all Mad Here

We’ve gone mad.


No really, the world has lost touch with reality.

How far will we have to go before we’re all pushed over the edge, and start laughing at how absolutely ridiculous all of this is? How long before our kids turn around and say, ‘What are you people thinking? You’re the role models? HA! What chance have we got if we listen to you?’

Now, don’t take that personally, I’m just being a smart arse, but here’s the thing:

I’m starting to realise why we get so overwhelmed with life. It’s not because we never stop doing, it’s because we NEVER STOP THINKING. See the crazy woman walking down the street so stuck in her own thoughts that she’s actually saying them out loud because she no longer understands the difference? That could be me one day if I’m not careful. Continue reading

On Growing Up

dover fairy and frog talkingI always want to be young at heart.


It’s part of the reason I work with kids. It’s why I love Disney. It’s not just the nostalgia.

When I think of the term, ‘young at heart,’ I think of light-heartedness, being care-free, spontaneity and most of all loving with every fibre of your being. To me, being young at heart means letting go of fear.  A child is compelled to do what they want to do, no matter the risk, or what others think. They’re not bound by the fear of others, and it’s only when they start listening to US, they start doubting themselves.

So, I believe, to grow up, means to grow down. Continue reading

Where’s Your Head At?

‘Be motivated!’

‘Think positive!’

‘Focus on the good!’

These general statements can be REALLY annoying for someone who hasn’t been practicing them. In fact, it can make us want to commit acts of violence towards the bright-eyed, goody-two-shoed types who seem to think it’s so damn easy to focus on rainbows, unicorns and lollipops all the time. Continue reading