I have another theory!!!
BIG TOUGH AUSIE BLOKES DO NOT GET DEPRESSED, they just live with bitches.
 I know right??!!
I realised this a lot of years ago, but find it may be more prominent in the Territory, but statistics tell me it's all over this fine country of ours.
So women think about how much we facilitate this behaviour, think about how many generations we want to keep behaving this way. How many do we want to lose to suicide after all those years of care? Or do we just not want to be glad, years of untreated depression will do that, and alcohol and ganja are not treating it, just accelerating the process.
I now live with a not tough Ausie bloke, who doesn't blame for every feeling he needs to confront in life. PERFECT

As Anzac Day nears some people are concerned that political correctness will stop us from remembering the men who fought, those who died and those with post traumatic shock syndrome, or Shell Shock.
 A small but vocal number of people from elsewhere complain that our lifestyle offends them, really then go somewhere else. The larger number of people from elsewhere are very happy to be in this country and don't care what we do or what our holidays are about.
Remember when Vietnamese "Refugees" came to the country? Now people coming the same way are "Illegal Immigrants", the language used by government and the media influences how we think. These people have gone through hell and taken huge risks to come here to enjoy our freedom, most of them will be on the side of freedom, and want the vocal minority who complain and make them look bad to shut up, I know this from working with refugees.
We try the new food with relish, we add it to our menus but don't expect it to be the only we food we eat from then on, we add it to our vast and varied diet. We just eat the stuff we like and don't include the things we don't like, let's just do that with every religious or cultural practice that makes it's way here with these people.
I have no religion but practice tolerance, it's a great belief system.
There's only one commandment:- "Treat people the way you would like to be treated." Simple but very rare.

                                        Pretty sure I've survived the wet season.
Damn infrastructure never even get rained in in this county any more,  perhaps there is more to come, but nights are getting cooler and the beach is looking good. Friend visiting makes me enjoy the area I'm showing, love the mountains, love the beach, soon as our yacht makes it to where we are gonna love the Barrier Reef, best enjoy while it's still there.
It's getting hard to do a terrible job that pays well but some things  have to be endured and I'm lucky that I had a job I really enjoyed to get to do yoga in India with my kids.

This was Easter 2011 out at the end of Cox Peninsular, it was so lovely coming back to Australia to this. Now I work towards living on this and surviving my terrible job to get there.

I wonder why we keep making so many mistakes with the indigenous people of Australia?? We took their children away, the we tried to fix it and we said sorry for all the stolen generations. Now child protection is making another stolen generation or a few generations. I would think it cheaper and better to put enough people in a community to offer support and safety so that young people can be loved and cared for, even if the love comes from one place and the care from another. Perhaps seeing good behaviour modelled would be learned by parents who are failing their children for so many reasons. If it isn't learned then the children still have the love of their family and the food and safety offered by support workers, all better than taking children away. It's also very expensive taking the children away. If we cant offer at the least the four layers from the bottom up,  we're failing.

Paraskevidekatriaphobics, this is a morbid and irrational fear of Friday the 13th. I think 13 is a lucky number, go out and buy a lotto or a scratchie and firmly believe that it will win. What if you do win??? Woot Woot, maybe luck isn't real, maybe bad luck isn't real, maybe we make our own fortune. Happy Friday 13 to you all!!!!

 I've had good times and bad times, was luck involved?

 I survived it all, and lived to tell the tale.

I have another theory:
No matter how evolved we get, some things don't change. Women are built to have babies and nurture them, women are supposed to hang out in groups and prepare food and make their living area nice. They go fishing and collect fruit n berries, older ladies watch the children while the younger ones do the more physically challenging jobs.They hang out at waterfalls swimming and relaxing during the full moon while they are all bleeding in sync.
Men are built to go hunting and work together, they can't be too sensitive or killing a beast would be hard, or killing a besty who has been mauled nearly to death would also be too hard. They weren't made to understand us, cos the other women were there for that, they just had to provide and protect.
Our world requires that most women work, most men don't hunt, but I think we still have those primitive urges and desires, I have a tendency to like big men who look like they can hunt and keep me safe, I like hangin out with my girls too,
My man likes to go to work and hang with his boys talkin up what they do.  They sit around talking about their feats, building up courage and enjoying their time together.
 I think that my lack of understanding of all this stuff might be what killed the relationship between the father of my children and me. Lucky though I really like the relationship I have now, but it was good breeding with a big strong healthy type.
Not so different now are we!!!
BUT
I survive it all, and lived to tell the tale!
Mojo

I have long held this theory, but recently decided to blog. 
SO, why do we have pain, feel terrible and can't be reasoned with, just before or during the bleeding part of our cycle??
Well the bleeding part can be learnt in numerous publications. As for the feeling like crap, intolerance, lack of reason, bloody mindedness and just feeling terrible: No it's not just because we have a tampon inside us blocking the flow and swelling up, or because we have blood leaking out of us filling a pad and feeling pretty disgusting . IT'S BECAUSE WE NEED IT. We tolerate and cope and settle for some pretty sh*tty treatment because it keeps the peace, so on a sliding scale things are getting worse, for three weeks it's sliding we feel bad, we're upset, we tell our girls all about it, but go home and be pleasant. THEN week four arrives, THAT'S IT, You should treat me well and set a good example of how the kids should treat me, you can cook or do the dishes occasionally. the kids can clean up after themselves, eat what's healthy without whingeing AND YOU CAN TELL THEM ALL THAT, BECAUSE I DESERVE YOU TO DO THAT!!!! Not to say it's mummies time of the month, it'll all be better next week, but to say mummy put's up with being our slave and being treated a way that Amnesty International would object to, most of the time, so let's just pick up our game and treat her the way she treats us. With nurturing care.
If all that happened we wouldn't need to feel that way again!!! I know right??
BUT I Survived It All, and live to tell the tale.
Mojo