Domestic Violence: Is Violence a Fact Of Life

I was listening to Dr Phil today. The show was about domestic violence.I thought I could write about that. I was married to a violent man for sixteen years. I then thought, what name was I going to use, maybe I should say that it was a good friend of mine that was abused. I realize that after all this time, and I have been divorce for 20 years and I still feel a shamed of what he did to me, I still feel guilty about things that happened .

We were married for five days, and I got my first taste of what was to come, I had drop a glass bottle of milk on the floor and the milk splashed on to his shoes, I didn't even see it coming, I landed on the floor nose frist, and then was pick up by my hair. He gave me a few more slaps and told me, I was never to break a thing in the house , it was my fault for making him angary. And that I should take care in the future. Little did I know what was to come.
I can not remember every single time he hit me, it happen very often. But there are things I do remember .
I was 6 months pregnant with my third child. He came home at about 12am drunk and very upset, I never did find out why he was upset, I do know that I nearly lost my life that night, By the time he had finished with me I was unconscious . When I woke up still on the floor and full of blood, I saw that I had lost the baby I crawled to the phone and got help. By the time I was well enough to leave the hospital. I went to the police and tried to open a case against him. I was told it was a domestic issue and that they could not do a thing. He had my two children and I had to protect them, I went back to him. I don't really want to remember , but I do.
About tree years after that, and by this time I was a wreck. It was a friday night at a bout, 1am, he came home with six of his friends. They were drinking and swearing and playing pool after about an hour it went quite. He came softly in the bedroom and pulled me out of bed . He and his friends rape me that night, I still carry the scars. Again the police said it was Domestic and they could do nothing.
Why it took me another 5 years of hell before I left I really don't know.
Things that happened after I left him ( all the threats and violence) are too numerous to mention. If you are in a violent relationship get out while you can, it gets worse.
I got remarried to a gentle, wonderful man and I thank God for him.

Pot Plants And Painted PotsBy

Watchings plants grow is a great pastime, at any age. That why I think to get children to plant seeds and watch how these seeds grow, will teach them to care for the plants. Let them look around the kitchen for quick-sprouting seed. Like orange pits ,lemons, grapes,beans and grapefruit. Teach them to put the seeds in a folded paper towel, dampen the towel, and to keep the towel damp, until the seeds begin to grow.Once the seedlings are strong enough, move them to a flower-pot.

To make colourful flower pots; You need two small tins of enamel paint any colour you like, (I took red and white) 4 small clay pots; long nose pliers; plastic spoons; and a bowl big enough to dip the pots in. You will also need turpentine and old rags to clean-up.

Right lets start the project: Fill the bowl with water. gently and slowly put a couple of spoonfuls of red enamel all the over top of the water surface ,do not stir the water now. Using a different plastic spoon. Drip a spoonful of the white enamel on the surface with the red paint. Now softly swirl the paint on top of the water. Let your child use the long nose pliers to hold the clay pot. Dip the pot slowly base down into the water and paint. Don't coat the inside of the pot only the outside. If the child does get a mixture of paint and water inside the cup, just turn the pot upside down to dump the mixture out. When the pot is done , turn it upside down on a newspaper and let it dry. Just remember enamel takes a while to dry so it will have to stand a day or two. When the pots are dry they should look marblized.

Now, we wait until the seeds are about 7.5cm high and strong enough to plant into the clay pots. Fill the clay pots with potting soil and gently transplant the seedlings, water a little bit everyday. Or the children can sow the seeds directly into the clay pots. Fill each clay pot with damp potting soil and press a few seeds on to each surface. Let the child sow a different type of seed in each pot. For example; Orange pips in one clay pot, and lentils in the other. Make sure your child does not over water or let the potting soil dry, he or she can do this by checking everyday to see if the soil is dry and whether the seeds have sprouted

If you need other ideas google: (Ideas for pots or pot plants)

Home Made Purfumes

Hi everyone it took a bit of time for me to find some recipes for perfume. Well Here they are.
Like any art you use your  imagination to find a essence that is you. Perhaps you enjoy the  scent of a rose  or honeysuckle or may be the spices you use in the kitchen. Essences chosen like this is what, would  most likey suit you. You can change the recipes ingredients with what ever essence you like.You must realize that this will be an experiment and as such there is a risk that it will not come out like you would want it to.
If you choose one of the recipes, try to  choose one, that you think would suit your inner being. No perfume smells the same on anyone women. We all have a different essence that is unique to you , its  like you finger print.
Right, remember when it come to blending the oils, it is compared to a symphony, There are top notes , middle notes and bottom notes. It should come together in harmony, no one odour overpowers  the other. This is known as layer blending.
Okay lets get to the recipies.

Exotic.
This is an oriental type, very heavy and very spicy.
Ginger root                      20 drops
Sandalwood                       5 drops
Orange blossom                2 drops
Musk                                   2 drops
China lily  (narcissus)       2 drops

Feminine.
This   has a  smooth woody  essences
Tea rose                              20 drops
Sandalwood                       10 drops
Musk                                     4 drops

Outdoor.
A clean-smelling purfume
Juniper oil                       20 drops
Spearment                        2 drops
Sandalwood                     2 drops

Don't just use the same ingredience, be adventurous, and make yourself, your very own  purfume .That says:

This is me !! 

Good luck and  happy mixing.

Blogging what a blessing

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I can't believe that I am actually blogging, it something I would never have done. I mean at my age! Who would have thought. I just love talking to people  and this is heaven sent .Who ever created  it ,Thank you so much.
When I was young, the Internet was still a baby in diapers. We played Hopscotch, Rounders, Hide and seek , Catch me if you can, Marbles and Bass ball.We loved the outdoors and the get togethers.
We had a huge circle of friends. But young people of today seem to stay indoors ,most of the time,
Some of the young spend all their time on the internet not really caring about what is going on around them. What a waste of youth. But I had my turn and I really don't want it back. I love the age I am now, I know who I am and were I am going to. I just wish that my children would  get off their buts and see the world It is a great place. Get up and live!

Baby John

My husband’s nephew Andy was going out with a girl called Mary .Let me tell you, both are misfits. They broke up for about a year. They then got together again, this time she was pregnant and not with his baby. He knew this and didn’t mind. I must say here she was using drugs and drinking while she was carrying this baby. After the baby was born (let’s call him John) things really got out of hand. They would go out at night, leaving the baby alone and only get home the early hours of the morning. In the beginning I refused to have anything to do with her or the baby. But as time went on and I got to know the baby, I got fond of the child. So I looked after the baby when they went out which was every weekend. I notice that when I fed him he just could not wait for the spoon to get to his mouth; he would grab the bowl of food and try to swallow as fast as he could. This really worried me. I was sure this child had nothing to eat during the week, he was starving, that was when I found out she was only giving the baby water to drink during the day. (If Andy wasn’t drunk at night he would feed baby John) This carried on for about two months .Baby John first Christmas was with my husband and me. After we had lunch (John had a nappy was dirty and I told Mary to change it, she said she would at their place) they went back to their flat.

On December the 27 at about 8pm we got a phone call .Andy said we should get there as fast as we could as they were fighting and she was throwing glass objects around the flat and that that baby was in danger. We rushed to their flat to find that baby John was in between a lot of broken glass. I picked him up and noticed that he had a blue mark on the side of his head. Andy said that Mary had smacked him so hard that he had fallen off the bed. I said that was enough and that I was taking the baby with me. When I got home I wanted to change his nappy. I was shocked to find that his bottom was raw it must have been hell for the baby. He screamed for hours. I think the cream I had put on was burning him. It took six week for his bottom to heal. He was only eight months old.

The next’s morning I went to the police station to open a case of abuse against her .While I was doing this Mary walk in to report that I had kidnapped her baby. Thank goodness the police believed me. She was told that I would keep the child until after the holidays. Something I want to mention here is that I could not get a hold of anyone from the child protection or welfare seeing that it was over the Christmas holidays.

I got to keep John and we are fostering him. We have endless problems from the Mother as she is still drugging and drinking. And she refuses to let us adopt John. She is married and has had a baby girl, I pity the baby.