Kids Say it Right

KidsSayItRightI can’t be sure, but I have a strong suspicion that ‘silly season’ is in the air and is soon about to take over. I’m sure you are wondering what ‘silly season’ in, well let me explain. When an election is called and the supporters of the various parties go from acting half stupid to full idiot then the season is in full effect.

Right now an election has not been called, but several politicians have been making sure they have been seen out and about in the community, plying their trade so to speak. Why do I refer to what they do is a trade? It’s simple. Where were any of them three and a half years ago? Like water in the Sahara difficult,  near impossible to be found no matter now had you tried. So what now? That’s a good question.

With the start of canvasing, that is people coming around knocking on your door begging for votes for their party, the kids have started to ask questions. They noted that most of the people’s political decisions were based on emotions rather than facts or logic. When my son said that I burst out in an uproarious laugh. How as it that a child under the age of eleven has it spot on but adults didn’t get it. I don’t know but somehow they did.

Settling Into Place

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Free and ready for whatever comes next.

From our conversation on the beach, Mr. Divine and I have been doing a lot better. That talk seemed to have opened a floodgate of conversation to make sure that we are staying on track as a couple. We sit down and just try to talk about everything as much as possible and make sure we were on the right page or just the same page about the things that might be a complication.

With Kylie enjoyed her new school and both of them studying for upcoming exams, things were settling back into a quiet state in our home. A while back Kylie had told me was interested in taking several of her exams early so she had started to do extra lessons in preparation for those exams. That had been going well and it was a major help towards her applications into university.

The children’s sporting activities have brought back up the question of the possibility of them having the opportunity to move to another country so they can further their education and ranking in the sport. We all had a long talk and the plan is to wait for Kylie’s results and see if there is any early interest from the universities that she wants to go to. Her swim coach has also been looking into scholarships at her choice universities and several other schools that would teach the courses that interest her. We would know the results in a few months and from there we would revisit the idea of moving as a family or if we would let Kylie go off on her own and have an adventure. Time would tell.

Book Review – My Favorite Husband

My Favorite Husband

When I saw the book My Favorite Husband by Pam McCutcheon all I was thinking was that no matters what I have to see how this story ends. The title had me intrigued but I started to read and the story began to unfold all I kept saying in my head was that the very thought of this situation was insane. I don’t like to give out spoilers so here is the blurb that the author has written for the book.

My Favorite Husband BlurbAfter five years of being lost in the Amazon, archaeologist Chaz Vincent has finally come home to his wife, Kelly, only to learn that she has had him declared dead. When he attends his own funeral, Chaz finds out that Kelly married another man just that morning. Now she has to choose between them. Who will be her favorite husband?

As I read more and more about Kelly as she tried to figure out which husband she was going to choose I had several laugh out loud moments. There was nothing, and I truly mean nothing, straight forward about this situation because each of these individuals seems to have more than one love interest that seems willing to go to extremes to get this guy or gal. The back and forth reactions of the characters in this story had me laughing and I enjoyed every moment I spent reading it. It’s an amazing change of pace and I strongly recommend this book.

So go on over and check out My Favorite Husband by Pam McCutcheon and see what you think about the story. You can find it on Amazon.

Talk and More Talk

 

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We kept talking until everything was settled.

 

After my heated encounter at the beach with Mr. Divine, I was…I’m not sure what I was but I was something. After my brainwashing, lol, I found myself sitting on the beach in Mr. Divine’s arms. There we talked and talked and kept talking about why I would allow my insecurities to creep in and talk over my mind.

I found it hard to explain but he wouldn’t let up, determined to understand what fueled my lack of trust. That was when I told him that Walter had left me from a woman I worked with who pretended to be my friend and who used to trick me into doing her work so she could leave early and be with my husband. That I suspected my husband used to talk my things and give to this woman and I explained about the free spa treatment I had been given that Walter had just taken.

I didn’t even know I was crying until Mr. Divine wiped the tears from my cheeks. Now I had sand on my face and was started to get cold. Taking my hand he pulled me up and lead me into the water.

“What are you wearing under that shirt and pants?” he asked.

“Not much,” I replied. “My husband has a habit of buying me racy lingerie and I miss him so I have been wearing them.”

“You are supposed to wear then all the time not just when you miss me,” said Mr. Divine flashing me a mischievous smile. “Off with those clothes. You can wear my shirts.”

I looked around the beach as he quickly unbuttoned his shirt and pulled if off. After pulling me further into the water until it was over my shoulders, Mr. Divine kissed me and I fell into the pleasure of being with him. We would be fine because we would work on being fine.

Movies That Matter – Mary Poppins

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The kids and I were relaxing in front of the TV one day with no clue what to watch so we started to go through our old DVDs. That is when we spotted Mary Poppins and we jumped eagerly at the chance to watch it again.

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An older movie done by Walt Disney in 1964, this musical stars Julie Andrews as Mary Poppins, Dick Van Dyke as Bert and Karen Dotrice and Matthew Garber as Jane and Michael Banks. According to the write-up on IMDb.com, this movie is a

In turn of the century London, a magical nanny employs music and adventure to help two neglected children become closer to their father.”

Have a peek at the trailer

In the midst of the singing and the dancing is an understory of the neglect that children of these times faced. They were often passed on to be taken care of by nannies or maids, evident is the outright dismissal of their opinions and feeling. Sadly we also see the belief that money or things will make everything perfect but as the show progresses it becomes evident that it does not.

When the movie is finished, the children and I had a chat about what we watched. In the middle of the catchy songs and acrobatic dancing, the key thing they noted was that the movie was that the movie pushed the idea of happiness and the joy of the simple things of life. We also talked fact that childhood is so fleeting and that the complications of daily life often distract parents for just taking the time to just be with their children. The movie made that painfully evident. In the end, we renewed our vow to be a strong, close family and always remember to find time to be together.

Later on, we had a look online and saw that “Mary Poppins Returns” seems to be in the cards for 2018. We can hardly wait to see the results. So for a laugh and good old fashion comedy perfect for the whole family look for Mary Poppins.

The Hidden Truth

 

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Mr. Divine’s kisses can make every problem disappear. 

 

What is the meaning of you manhandling me? I don’t appreciate it one bit.”

“Will I don’t appreciate you avoiding my calls for the last few days. What is going on? Talk to me.”

I said nothing, determined to stay angry.

“Lindsay, you and my children are one of the most important things in my life. Knowing how you are is a must. Right now I know something is wrong. Even the kids know something is wrong and told me.”

My eyes widened at his statement. The children knew that something that something was wrong…that was not good. I looked at Mr. Divine then looked away.

“This is ridiculous,” I heard Mr. Divine mutter before he pulled me out of the car and tossed me over his shoulder. We had driven to the beach after he pulled me out of work and we had been just sitting there, him talking, me trying not to listen. That was when he dragged me out of the jeep and heading toward the water. When I figured what he intended I started to scream and kick. That didn’t stop him and I ended up being tossed into the sea.

I came up swinging but Mr. Divine was not about to be deterred.

“Tell me what’s going on or you are going under again.”

I started to protect and Mr. Divine ducked me again and when I came up again I could see we were attracting attention. I tried to escape but it was futile and I was subjected to several more ducks until all I could do is cling to Mr. Divine.

“The women,” I gasped.

He held me tight, “What women?”

I pressed my head against his chest and tears of frustration started to run.

“The women who are all around you, always trying to get your attention.”

Gripping my chin he made me look up and focus on him.

“Look at me and listened very carefully. I married you, Lindsay. I waited all those years for the right woman and I married you. You are my woman and I will not violate your trust so get the idea out of your head right now and keep it out.”

There in the water, he kissed me long and deep. “Don’t ever give me the silent treatment again. We talk about things and move forward.”

“Okay,” I whispered against his chest, ashamed of what I had done. I had allowed the past to creep in the fester and like an opened infected wound it had tried to destroy me. I should have known better by now.

Married Life

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Sometimes you get in your own way.

One thing I know about marriage is that it isn’t easy to move your way forward, both the spouse and I have to be on the same page as well as reading the same line. That being said, Mr. Divine and I had our first disagreement of sorts. The fact that my husband traveled so often for work like a worm that was festering in the back of my mind. When he was away he was always in contact with both myself and the children, but its the fact he is not here that gets to me.  Add to that, my mind drifts to the fact I was clueless about what my Ex had been doing all those years and the insane scenarios start to take over my mind.

 

I was so in a grip of confusion that when Mr. Divine called, I made up so many stupid excuses not to talk to him. For most of his trip, I avoided his calls and stewed. I had let the past and all the things that my Ex had been doing and I didn’t know about and came up with the possibility that Mr. Divine may be doing that same thing to me. All the while I was in my head, the kids had spoken to Mr. Divine and he had cut his trip short. I was beyond shocked when he showed up and called me out of work.

All Revealed

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Like the rising sun, the situation could no longer be hidden.

 

“You see,” said Kylie. “I told you I’m not the only one he has been bugging. I guess their parents skipped coming to the school and went right to the police.”

The officer that came in, make that officers, were not street cops but high ranking officers. I guess someone had gone to the top with their complaint.

The officers looked around the room from our angry faces to the boy sitting in the corner of the room rocking back and forth crying.

“What is the issue here?” asked one of the officers.

“The young lady and her parents have said the boy has been giving her double,” said the principal.

“Define trouble,” said the other officer.

“Sexual assault,” said Kylie before the principal could replay.

“The girl is just exaggerating. The boy was just playing,” said Mr. X with a laugh.

“Playing? From the conversation I overheard my niece having and the bruises I saw on her arms and thighs when I got her to tell me what happened, this is no game.”

“Are you Nadisha’s uncle or Ashley’s? Those are the two girls  he has been bugging for the last two weeks.”

“No. My niece doesn’t go to school here. This incident happened on the bus last Friday.”

The officer took out a phone and showed the principle pictures. The man was visibly shocked.

Taking out a notebook the officer turned to my daughter.

“Can I have the names of those two other young ladies? We will need to talk to them. Can you tell us what happened.”

My daughter told her story including the part about the teacher doing nothing. The officers gave Mr. X. a long look and finally he has the look of shame on his face.

“From the magnitude of this situation we going to have to take this situation to the station. This involves too many girls and this is a dangerous situation.”

Saddened the principle nodded.

“On that note,” said Mr. Divine. “I would like my daughter’s transcripts before I leave. She is not coming back to this school. Not with a teacher who turns a blind eye to sexual assault. Never.

“I was shocked he took things as far as removing Kylie from school but I understood it. The safety of the children was always his first priority and for that I loved him.

It seemed like Kylie would be starting privet school later in the week. Mr. Divine moved that fast, that fast.

Lightning Can Strike Twice

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Two angry women in one room, it’s not pretty.

 

“What is this all about?” asking Mr. X, the teacher Kylie told us about. One look and I could see that this man didn’t think for one second what he told my daughter was wrong.

Mr. Divine focused on him and started to question in a calm, clear voice. “Did my daughter report an incident or incidents regarding harassed and assaulted by this young man to you?”

“Assault. I don’t know what you are talking about? He was probably just playing around with her and got a bit too rough.”

Mr. Divine just looking at the man with a question all over his face.

“Probably. So you don’t have a real clue what happen but you proceed to tell my daughter that it was nothing and the boy just liked her and she should probably stop ignoring him.”

“This is no big deal. The young man was just being a typical boy.”

I was livid and jumping out of my seat. “Are you out of your mind?”

“No darling. Please let me handle this.” I looked at Mr. Divine and saw the look he gave me was similar to the one he had just before he knocked my ex-husband unconscious and left him on the ground front yard.

With a laugh, I sat down. Again the principal started to fidget while he questioned the teacher. “Mr. X  you are not sure about the details of the incident but that is what you told the young lady?”

“These kids always playing around. Who can keep track.”

“None of us girls play around with him,” said Kylie. “He is always hitting us and trying to grab us. We tell him to stop but he never does. We make sure we keep the younger girls away from him. I came to you because you are his form teacher but you did nothing and made it seem like it was alright. That I should let him touch me whenever and where ever on my body he wants. I don’t like him. Why should I let him touch me?”

“He was playing around,” said Mr. X. “What is the big deal.”

“So when he pins a girl in a corner and tries to touch her while she is screaming no and he is laughing like it a joke that’s okay. No, that is one step from attempted rape.”

And folks there it was. My daughter had said it and there was no taking it back.

Before the Storm

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My anger was a building thunderstorm.

A frighteningly calm Mr. Divine went to school with me the next day. We entered the office and asked for a meeting with the head. The plan was to see the attitude and the reaction but Mr. Divine had no intention of letting this matter be swept under the rug. Our lawyer had already been called and out on notice about the situation. This incident couldn’t be allowed to happen again.

The secretary tried to insist that Kylie go to her class or she would be marked late or absent but Mr. Divine said no. Late was a small matter in his eyes compared to this situation. It took another forty-five minutes before the principle came, during which time the secretary tried to find out what was the issue. All she got was a whole lot of nothing.

The principal took one look at Mr. Divine’s unsmiling face and lead us into his office. My daughter sat down and told her story and I watched Mr. Divine watching the man’s face. Another thing  I also noted was that he had his phone in his hand, which was unusual for him. By the time my daughter was done telling the story I could see the principle starting to fidget.

“I will need to speak to the teacher and the student and see what they have to say,” he said.

“Go right ahead,” said Mr. Divine. “I canceled all my meeting for today and my wife took the day off. I will have this matter dealt with by the end of the day or the police and my lawyer will be expecting my call.”

The principle’s eyes went wide. He got up and went to the secretary that has been asking questions. Our guess is that he asked her to get the boy and the teacher who was at the center of the incident. About thirty minutes went by and the teacher and the boy came into the office. I looked at Mr. Divine and had to put my hand on his arm to calm his down. It was about to really begin.