http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/proc/Proc's reflections on her world.Im a 50 year old married mum of 4 gorgeous kids and one yummy grandchild.Im a semi retired teacher.My writing will focus alot on family and relationships but also on my opinions about lifehourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/proc/571888I've been away from blogit for almost a year and as you can imagine heaps of good and bad things have happened. We've laughed, cried, despaired and celebrated just as all your normal families. ( what's normal again???) Our eldest daughter is still living and working in the South Island honing her...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/proc/569917I'm not hung up on numbers because Desiderata taught me to never to compare myself with others or I may become vain and bitter for always there will be greater and lesser persons than myself. Now that I've misquoted desiderata you know what I mean. But Ive always been curious about my position in...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/proc/558038Hi Everyone, I'm back. I don't know how many changes there have been here, seeing as nobody kept in touch( sob, sob). Now that I've gotten over my non-existent tantrum, it feels great to be back,walking this hallowed cyberspace. And seeing a few familiar names. I've been exceedingly busy keeping...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/proc/490748I know this is a temporary goodbye but it still makes me feel sad. Like Im losing something meaningful in my life. But I have to admit blogit is a distracting drug,one that it's too easy to get totally addicted to. When I came on here it was simply to write. I didnt dream Id make so many...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/proc/490515Is there anyone or anything that you love deeply,that you'd beg, steal or borrow for,that you'd risk just about anything for? That even if you know it's the wrong time or place you just long to spend time with the beloved,that you even risk your family and friends,your social life to have a few...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/proc/490343Im inviting you to eavesdrop. Im in my car driving the boys to school on Friday morning. If you look into my car you will notice the two D's( Dean and Dale) involved in an argument,while mum sits there with a smile and bubbling-under laughter dying to burst forth. Lets rewind a little. We get...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/proc/490072I wrote an interesting(well,I thought it was interesting) post only to realise I was running out of time to make breakfast and school lunches for the boys who sometimes do it for themselves. Feeling magnanimous because the post was evolving so pleasantly, I decided to leave it simmering in order...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/proc/489135Having choices in life is a wonderful freedom that everyone is entitled to. But on closer inspection,having choices is not always the positive thing it is touted to be. Gone are the days when mum would phone the butcher for a pound of steak to 'make a stew ' or a roast for her family. Now it's...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/proc/488661Im sure Willie doesnt mind my use of this line from his well-known Twelfth Night. Going through some of his writings recently I notice a love for and a constant reference to music in all areas of his writings. So obviously,even as far back as Shakespeare's time music has played an important part...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/proc/488389Before the Afrikaaner government came into power in 1948 white settlers happily co-habited with their indigenous black women. Some were genuine love matches,others co-erced,still others given by fathers looking for a way to get material benefits from the white settlers. And so it came about that...