I recently went for a passport interview, and it is really quite a daunting experience. After removing your belongings, you get to go through metal detectors and then head off to your interview, where it’s like sitting an oral examination. They ask you all sorts of questions, and for someone like me who is rubbish with dates, it can be hard work. They expected me to know my parents full birth dates, and also the date they got married, I mean I wasn’t exactly around for that. I had to ask my mum for those dates when filling out the application in the first place! The most peculiar question I was asked, was the layout of my house. He wanted me to describe it, from the moment you walked through the front door. How the hell is that relevant to applying for a passport? Besides how would he know if I was lying or not, unless he had blue prints in front of him! The thing that gets me, is that they have your picture on screen in front of them, so they already know it is really you sitting in front of them. Besides all that, I have in fact been abroad five times in my youth, when I was on my mothers passport. I understand security reasons and all that, but the amount of questions I was asked, I half expected them to ask my underwear size! and they say its questions only you should know the answer to, I know my own date of birth and that of my children, I even know my own date of marriage, but my parents? That’s the dates they should know. Anyway I did receive my passport in the end, but I advise anyone going for an interview to revise your family’s history, because you never know what they are going to ask you
I finally got around to reading a book in my busy schedule
The accidental werewolf by Dakota Cassidy
When Marty Andrews gets bitten by a mangy mutt while walking her teacup poodle, her blond hair darkens, the hair on her legs starts growing at an alarming rate, and her mood swings put her dream job as a sales rep for Bobbie-Sue Cosmetics in serious jeopardy.
Then a drool-worthy man shows up at her door claiming that he accidentally bit Marty. And since he’s a werewolf, she is now, too. Thinking Keegan Flaherty is clearly insane, Marty refuses to believe a word until a kidnapping makes her realize there’s more at stake than just her highlights. And she must put her out-of-control life in the hands of the man who makes her blood run wild in more ways than one…
I loved this book! Marty and her constant witty comments kept me amused all the way through, as did the story line. There was a nice little twist in the plot that you wouldn’t have guessed, and I loved all of the characters, so much so, that I have already ordered my copy of book two in the series This series is a must read for all, and I’m already looking into the other books she has written, and adding them to my TBR pile. I love her writing style and the easy flow of the story, my only peeve is that you can only get the books in paperback edition, so instead of instant download to my kindle, I have to wait for it to be delivered But on the whole, a very enjoyable book, and one which I’m glad I decided to read, after my extremely long break from reading
The word ‘hate’ is used so frequently, either describing a dislike of a certain food or activity, or in confrontation. Children love to throw the word around, especially when quarreling and as teenagers, it seems to become their favorite word. But what about when describing a person? Is it wrong to say you ‘hate’ a person, and mean it? We’re taught from a young age about respect, discrimination, and love thy neigbour, but what if this person has done you wrong? What if they are the sole reason for making your life hell, sinking you into depression with their words and actions, causing you to feel meaningless and unworthy of any one’s affections. Is it wrong to use the word ‘hate’ against them? I don’t think so, people can be cruel, preying on the less fortunate, overweight and so called ugly people of this world. We all come across at least one person we dislike in our lifetime, whether they have wronged us, or someone we care about. So when people say to me ‘hate is such a strong word’ I ask them, ‘if someone murdered a person you hold dear to you, would you use it then? I know I would. Unfortunately we live in a world where ‘love thy neighbor’ just isn’t possible, it is all too easy to take a human life without remorse. You only have to turn on the news, to see just how many ‘hate’ driven crimes are in practice all over the country. Ask the families of these victims, whether or not they ‘hate’ the person who committed these crimes, I’m pretty sure of the answer.
I’m bringing this up, because I’ve just removed a splinter from my eight year old daughters finger. It was wedged in quite deep, and in the first stage of infection, with puss oozing out around it. Now she told me that it had started hurting her, after doing the class job of sharpening pencils for the teacher. I’m all for giving children a bit of responsibility, but it seems she is doing this everyday. Another job she has to do, is bring the trumpets back to class after their lesson in the hall. She goes with a small group, which isn’t big enough to carry one each, so it entails repeated trips back and forth.Now these trumpets are extremely heavy once in their cases, I’ve carried it myself when she brings it home so I can vouch for it. The case itself is almost the same height as my daughter! Why are these children made to travel across school, to retrieve these heavy objects? Surely that must be a job for an adult, my daughter also has the task of hauling it up two flights of stairs to her classroom. She has tripped and fell many times with the case, if she seriously hurts herself, are they not risking a claim against them, because I wouldn’t let them get away with it. I think it’s a disgrace that they make children do this. Is the teacher too lazy to go and get them himself?
I’ve also seen children being sent to retrieve the pack lunch boxes. Huge plastic containers filled with pack lunch bags, which are to be taken from the classroom, across to the dinner hall. Some of these classrooms, like my daughters, are up two flights of stairs. It takes two children to carry these boxes, and they struggle to hold it steady, as they manoeuvre their way across the school. Some are even as young as reception age. Am I the only one who thinks this is wrong? I don’t expect my young children, to haul a linen basket full of wet washing up and down my stairs. The weight is probably equivalent to that of the trumpet case, and I suspect the lunch container as well. These are not teenagers who can take on a bit of heavy lifting, they are small children as young as six years of age !!!!
I came across this worksheet and thought I’d share it with all you authors out there if you haven’t already seen it It’s quite a handy thing to have when developing your characters, just save the image and print it off and you’re good to go, have fun
I love this quote, a little inspiration goes a long way
Why is it, that on Valentines day there isn’t much choice to get a gift for a man? For a woman you could get them flowers, chocolates, perfume, lingerie or even a great big fluffy bear, but what do you get for a man? Speaking on behalf of my husband (I don’t know about all you other men out there) I know he wouldn’t appreciate a bunch of flowers. (although it’s very unlikely any man would appreciate flowers) He doesn’t eat chocolates, I suppose you could buy after shave, but that doesn’t really show how much you love them, when you most probably buy it on a regular basis anyway. Same goes for underwear and I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t appreciate a fluffy bear It seems that Valentines day is directed at the female population, but if it is supposed to be a day of love then what does that suggest? Does it mean a man loves the woman more, and can therefore shower her with all these readily available gifts? Do we really need a dedicated day to show our love? And what about those who are trying to woo the one they have been after for a while, why is this one day their opportunity? What about the rest of the year? Personally I think its just another way to bleed money from the population. I’d skip it altogether, but I know my husband will follow tradition and buy something, so that puts the pressure onto me and I have no idea what to get!
I know I sound like a grouch, but I don’t need a dedicated day to show how much I love someone, that should be shown all year round