About Me
My name is Kim. I am a ceramic artist. I live on a small island underneath Australia.
I am 42 43 44 years old. How the hell did that happen? I can’t remember my twenties, I got my shit together in my thirties and now I am in my forties. GAH!!!!
Luckily my house is very dusty, So all the mirrors are quite flattering but I do sometimes get a bit of a shock when I catch a glimpse of my reflection in shop windows.
So I have stopped looking.
But sometimes stray reflections sneak in under the radar and I wonder, “Who on earth dresses that woman?”
I balance amazing cooking with indifferent housekeeping. Vacuuming is definitely bad for your soul. I see dragons in the clouds and I dream about clay. Sometimes I catch glimpses of ghosts and I whisper my secrets to the moon. I am comfortable in my skin and my favourite socks are purple.
Once I was positive that my children had mastered the use of correct grammar,spelling and punctuation.I promptly forgot all the rules *OOOPS* It was like all that information had been sucked right out of my brain. And I find that I am starting sentences with conjunctions and using full stops as exclamation marks… Oh dear,there goes another ellipse…
The cast of characters are as follows.
The Spouse:- My long suffering husband Jeffrey, I found him on the side of the road and decided to keep him. We have been together for 22 years and I love him very much, he is my best friend. BUT, I do have my alibi prepared for the day that he finally pushes me over the edge..
Together we produced two children.
Veronica:- Who has her own blog. Sleepless Nights.
David:- Who occasionally reads this blog, so whilst he does some incredibly blogworthy stuff I promised that I wouldn’t embarrass him on the internets. David is 15 16 and the definition of what is embarrassing, can and does change without notice.
My Mother Lyn:- Who was diagnosed with lung cancer on the 24th of June 2008. My Mother has never smoked is a social drinker and has been fit and active her whole life. Cancer fucking sucks.
Mum died on the 24th of June 2009 and my grief has stolen all my words.
Amy and Isaac:- Veronica’s gorgeous children.
Comment Policy
I welcome any and all comments. I especially like the nice ones, they are chocolate for my soul.
You don’t have to agree with me. You can disagree with me in the comment section any time you like as long as you do so in a polite and civilized manner.
I like to debate and comments with opposing views to mine are welcome .
But be warned.
Trollish comments will be edited until they amuse me. I will mock all trolls and publish their details.
Abusive comments will be removed.
Comments with links in them that are off topic will be removed.
Comments that give me the shits will be removed.
