Nieces cat renamed Baby, formerly known as Niagi (spelling unsure) though the most placid of cats, potentially voted most likely to be mistaken for a stuffed toy, has a whole other side previously unknown to me.
Friday, September 30, 2016
Oh dear ...
... i think my sister was a great deal more upset by my cat bite than i was.
Nieces cat renamed Baby, formerly known as Niagi (spelling unsure) though the most placid of cats, potentially voted most likely to be mistaken for a stuffed toy, has a whole other side previously unknown to me.
Nieces cat renamed Baby, formerly known as Niagi (spelling unsure) though the most placid of cats, potentially voted most likely to be mistaken for a stuffed toy, has a whole other side previously unknown to me.
Wednesday, September 28, 2016
Tuesday, September 27, 2016
Today
Peacock on a carport roof.
I really want peacocks of my very own now.
And a huge property filled with gardens for then to roam around in.
And lamas.
And ducks.
And chickens.
And maybe a pony, but instead maybe just a large dog, like an irish wolfhound or some thing.
I like irish wolfhounds.
One of my eldest sister's neighbour's dogs appears to have enough wolfhound in him to make him look like a werewolf. Am totally going to try and take a photo of him tomorrow.
I really want peacocks of my very own now.
And a huge property filled with gardens for then to roam around in.
And lamas.
And ducks.
And chickens.
And maybe a pony, but instead maybe just a large dog, like an irish wolfhound or some thing.
I like irish wolfhounds.
One of my eldest sister's neighbour's dogs appears to have enough wolfhound in him to make him look like a werewolf. Am totally going to try and take a photo of him tomorrow.
Monday, September 26, 2016
For Elephants Child ...
... because you always have such lovely bird photographs :)
This is one of my brother-in-laws girls, that follow him about the yard when he goes outside.
This is a chicken in an avocado tree. They esque? esqueue? have abandoned their cage in favour of the avocado tree Bob grew from seed. Chickens look funny in a tree. Chickens jumping to get into the tree look even funnier. You will just have to accept my word until such time i can film it.
They also have feral peacocks and I was disturbed this afternoon by the sounds of altercation from the tree. I was worried there was a snake as reputed by a neighbour, however it was just the peacock being autocratic and chucking the chickens from the tree.
This is the lady peacock that caused all the trouble.
I shall finish on a flower, because there have been alot of them lately. This is the standard rose Bob gave to my sister as a present. Possibly for valentines day, but maybe just a birthday. They have been together ages and have three children and have a comfortable home that invites you to just drop in, even if you havent called first.
This is one of my brother-in-laws girls, that follow him about the yard when he goes outside.
This is a chicken in an avocado tree. They esque? esqueue? have abandoned their cage in favour of the avocado tree Bob grew from seed. Chickens look funny in a tree. Chickens jumping to get into the tree look even funnier. You will just have to accept my word until such time i can film it.
They also have feral peacocks and I was disturbed this afternoon by the sounds of altercation from the tree. I was worried there was a snake as reputed by a neighbour, however it was just the peacock being autocratic and chucking the chickens from the tree.
This is the lady peacock that caused all the trouble.
I shall finish on a flower, because there have been alot of them lately. This is the standard rose Bob gave to my sister as a present. Possibly for valentines day, but maybe just a birthday. They have been together ages and have three children and have a comfortable home that invites you to just drop in, even if you havent called first.
Sunday, September 25, 2016
Maybe i need to set up a phone line?
Another adolescent frog tried to commit suicide by cat(s) this evening.
How do they get in?
Do they crawl through the cracks in the louvres?
Do they come up the drains?
Do they crawl out from under the lowered lid of the toilet?
However they achieve it, it must take effort.
The cats couldnt be bothered this evening.
It made it all the way too the kitchen from downstairs ( three steps ). Mob mentality took over then and they were all gawking at it. It would do its little froggy scream like ' come on if you think you're hard enough', and they were all like, 'oh my god, look at him! Isnt he a funny colour, haha'.
I used a cherry tomato punnet container to transport it outside,
Couldnt for the life of me, from looking at it, tell you if it was a boy or a girl, but based on behaviour, i reckon it was a boy.
Idiot.
How do they get in?
Do they crawl through the cracks in the louvres?
Do they come up the drains?
Do they crawl out from under the lowered lid of the toilet?
However they achieve it, it must take effort.
The cats couldnt be bothered this evening.
It made it all the way too the kitchen from downstairs ( three steps ). Mob mentality took over then and they were all gawking at it. It would do its little froggy scream like ' come on if you think you're hard enough', and they were all like, 'oh my god, look at him! Isnt he a funny colour, haha'.
I used a cherry tomato punnet container to transport it outside,
Couldnt for the life of me, from looking at it, tell you if it was a boy or a girl, but based on behaviour, i reckon it was a boy.
Idiot.
Pease Blossom
Pease Blossom is such a handsome boy. I dont really understand why the vets keep calling him she just because of his name. He looks like a boy to me.
Mind you, i dont run a hundred percent at guessing based on face, but im not too far off. Admittedly, the curly haired present on gardening australia from western australia had me puzzled for an episode or two.
Mind you, i dont run a hundred percent at guessing based on face, but im not too far off. Admittedly, the curly haired present on gardening australia from western australia had me puzzled for an episode or two.
Saturday, September 24, 2016
Lazy breakfast adventures ...
... because i wont be paying for it. Thats pretty lazy isnt it?
Eldest sister treating me to breakfast tomorrow, as i will be feeding their cats and guinea pigs over the next four days, whilst the family adjourns to Magnetic Island for holiday fun.
I love both sisters houses and their cats. I will be in mad cat lady heaven with eleven (counting my own and theirs together) cats, four guinea pigs, four to six chickens (i can never remember which are theirs and which are their neighbours) and two feral peacocks.
They will be racked with, well not actually racked, but vaguely discomforted anyway, with guilt because i will be bopping about by each of their properties petting and feeding their animals and bumming about on their sofas getting kitty love. Which is my idea of a good time, ha ha.
Its a win win situation that requires me to get out of bed at a respectably hour, which will be good for me if not necessarily enjoyable, and thus virtue is its own reward is a bit crap cause surely this is the definitition of hedinisom?
Sorry. I still cant spell.
The gist is the gist though, right?
Eldest sister treating me to breakfast tomorrow, as i will be feeding their cats and guinea pigs over the next four days, whilst the family adjourns to Magnetic Island for holiday fun.
I love both sisters houses and their cats. I will be in mad cat lady heaven with eleven (counting my own and theirs together) cats, four guinea pigs, four to six chickens (i can never remember which are theirs and which are their neighbours) and two feral peacocks.
They will be racked with, well not actually racked, but vaguely discomforted anyway, with guilt because i will be bopping about by each of their properties petting and feeding their animals and bumming about on their sofas getting kitty love. Which is my idea of a good time, ha ha.
Its a win win situation that requires me to get out of bed at a respectably hour, which will be good for me if not necessarily enjoyable, and thus virtue is its own reward is a bit crap cause surely this is the definitition of hedinisom?
Sorry. I still cant spell.
The gist is the gist though, right?
Friday, September 23, 2016
Something charming ...
This is the second picture I bought today.
(Actually the first, cause when I turned up it was marked down to only $40, so I surrendered to temptation and bought two).
It is an original illustration by Jenny Finn from a book tittled 'Tales from 5he Hallowed Hollow'.
She's had a few pictures for sale at the Townsville Art Society shop over the last few months (some even listed as free to a child), and today is the first time I've had cash to spare for one of them. There have been at least three come and go during my pennyless period, darnit.
*que the sound of gnashing teeth and wringing hands*
Not even a vaguly good photo and I seem to be completely unable to hang pictures straight.
(Actually the first, cause when I turned up it was marked down to only $40, so I surrendered to temptation and bought two).
It is an original illustration by Jenny Finn from a book tittled 'Tales from 5he Hallowed Hollow'.
She's had a few pictures for sale at the Townsville Art Society shop over the last few months (some even listed as free to a child), and today is the first time I've had cash to spare for one of them. There have been at least three come and go during my pennyless period, darnit.
*que the sound of gnashing teeth and wringing hands*
Not even a vaguly good photo and I seem to be completely unable to hang pictures straight.
Something nice ...
Bought myself this lovely lino block print by Margaret Crawford with the money earned from the extra shifts worked this week.
Thursday, September 22, 2016
Bah
I soooo wanted to tell her to pull her head in and stop behaving like a pork chop, but you cant really. Besides, ive never had an authoritive voice.
We added her to the wait list, even though we had stopped taking patients due to the very long waits due to only having one doctor working tonight, and advised her there was only one doctor and it was likely to be an hour or so wait; because she sobbed and said it was urgent.
Then she proceeded to rant and rave about having to wait, and how unprofessional we were, and apparently were 'treating her like a dog'. She wrote out a complaint and generally wailed and nashed teeth.
It was only half an hour and she didnt have an appointment and she got her script ahead of other people who had been waiting longer.
Her young children sat outside in the car the whole time.
I envied them.
Tomorrow I shall have to defend my actions which consisted of assuring her she would be seen as soon as the doctor finished with the person he was with and offering her a glass of water.
We added her to the wait list, even though we had stopped taking patients due to the very long waits due to only having one doctor working tonight, and advised her there was only one doctor and it was likely to be an hour or so wait; because she sobbed and said it was urgent.
Then she proceeded to rant and rave about having to wait, and how unprofessional we were, and apparently were 'treating her like a dog'. She wrote out a complaint and generally wailed and nashed teeth.
It was only half an hour and she didnt have an appointment and she got her script ahead of other people who had been waiting longer.
Her young children sat outside in the car the whole time.
I envied them.
Tomorrow I shall have to defend my actions which consisted of assuring her she would be seen as soon as the doctor finished with the person he was with and offering her a glass of water.
Tuesday, September 20, 2016
Monday, September 19, 2016
I rather fancy that ...
... a patient's tatoo.
The word freedom with the top part of the m flying away like a bird.
Probably not a poem, but kind of like one.
The word freedom with the top part of the m flying away like a bird.
Probably not a poem, but kind of like one.
I am a bad person ...
... because I am ridiculously amused at overhearing a checkout person at IGA being disparaging/gossipy about a customer she had been at school with who 'didn't even try to go further than year ten'.
Possibly it is a generational thing? Half the people I went to school with didnt even finish year ten.
15 was the ideal age to catch an apprenticeship.
I lost out to a few 15 year olds when i was 16 and looking for my first job, before getting a job with a couple who found it hard to keep staff. An illsuited coupling that lasted three years.
The afternoon I spent convincing my boss that I didnt want his wife's very nice, heavy, gold jewelry because he was convinced she was going to leave him because he confronted her about spending 11-3 gambling instead of filing documents like she said she was, leaving me to try and entertain a three year old still being breast fed, for four hours at the casino lingers long in my memory. I bribed her with ticktaks and gave her airoplane rides in the lobby.
Edit: bahhahahhaha a checkout chick making fun of someone not finishing grade ten hahahahaha
*slaps wrist*
bad sammy
Possibly it is a generational thing? Half the people I went to school with didnt even finish year ten.
15 was the ideal age to catch an apprenticeship.
I lost out to a few 15 year olds when i was 16 and looking for my first job, before getting a job with a couple who found it hard to keep staff. An illsuited coupling that lasted three years.
The afternoon I spent convincing my boss that I didnt want his wife's very nice, heavy, gold jewelry because he was convinced she was going to leave him because he confronted her about spending 11-3 gambling instead of filing documents like she said she was, leaving me to try and entertain a three year old still being breast fed, for four hours at the casino lingers long in my memory. I bribed her with ticktaks and gave her airoplane rides in the lobby.
Edit: bahhahahhaha a checkout chick making fun of someone not finishing grade ten hahahahaha
*slaps wrist*
bad sammy
Feeling tired
Gave a patient some money today to buy cat food.
Shes having a bad week.
It will be black and gold tuna for them till next week though, as I only had a tenna spare.
Working fulltime hours last week and this and feeling very tired.
Babbling and silly towards the end of the day.
Saying good morning instead of good afternoon.
Lots of feedup and unhappy people with two hour walkin waits as a couple of doctors are away.
I'm sure I used to deal with proper hours better, but I've not been myself this last couple of years. I'll tell ya something though, whoever the hell I'm being is a slackarse and deserves a good kicking.
Shes having a bad week.
It will be black and gold tuna for them till next week though, as I only had a tenna spare.
Working fulltime hours last week and this and feeling very tired.
Babbling and silly towards the end of the day.
Saying good morning instead of good afternoon.
Lots of feedup and unhappy people with two hour walkin waits as a couple of doctors are away.
I'm sure I used to deal with proper hours better, but I've not been myself this last couple of years. I'll tell ya something though, whoever the hell I'm being is a slackarse and deserves a good kicking.
Friday, September 16, 2016
It hangs like a wren with its neck rung ...
It is entirely my own fault ...
It seemed like such a good idea at the time ...
I decided to get a sofa bed.
But i wake in the night pillowless.
Headboards are really undervalued in daily life.
Who invented headboards?
And the foot of beds?
Feckin' geniusesesessesssss thats who!
I may over compensate in my next nightly incarnation (incarceration?) with a day bed. Bound on three sides, though i must admit I rather fancy something I could raise a fourth side on ... cot-like though it would be.
All-in-all I do still yearn for an early in life idea of converting a double papazan (sp?) into a nest for myself, but cannot help thinking I would lose out to the cats, as they would have ample opportunity to barr their spot whilst I am at work.
It seemed like such a good idea at the time ...
I decided to get a sofa bed.
But i wake in the night pillowless.
Headboards are really undervalued in daily life.
Who invented headboards?
And the foot of beds?
Feckin' geniusesesessesssss thats who!
I may over compensate in my next nightly incarnation (incarceration?) with a day bed. Bound on three sides, though i must admit I rather fancy something I could raise a fourth side on ... cot-like though it would be.
All-in-all I do still yearn for an early in life idea of converting a double papazan (sp?) into a nest for myself, but cannot help thinking I would lose out to the cats, as they would have ample opportunity to barr their spot whilst I am at work.
Monday, September 12, 2016
I learnt a new thing ...
... this week.
Firstly, if one happens to be boiling potatoes, it is probably best not to use water pre-used to boil pasta.
Secondly, it is not a good idea to use a food processor, of any sort, even a-not-quite-a-food-processor (really just a glorifed chopper from a cheap knockoff shop) to purereeaaaeary (sp?) the afforesaid potatos boiled in pasta water.
It resembles something one could use to put up tiles.
It nearly broke my cheap, but quite good all the same, and remarkably easy to clean and very user friendly, cheap but not-quite-a-food-processor.
I've put the results in the fridge.
I am not game to eat it just yet, though I feel I should, cause waste is wasteful.
However, I am still having discomforting dreams/visions about what it would do to my inards.
Plus, it kind of resembles what the little boy at the other end of the hospital ward was vomiting up when i was in hospital on my eleventh/twelfth birthday (cant remember which), though that was quite possibly because all he may have been given to eat was mashed potato. Or possibly icecream.
In which case, it isnt all that surprising it resembled my tragic misbegotten mash.
Firstly, if one happens to be boiling potatoes, it is probably best not to use water pre-used to boil pasta.
Secondly, it is not a good idea to use a food processor, of any sort, even a-not-quite-a-food-processor (really just a glorifed chopper from a cheap knockoff shop) to purereeaaaeary (sp?) the afforesaid potatos boiled in pasta water.
It resembles something one could use to put up tiles.
It nearly broke my cheap, but quite good all the same, and remarkably easy to clean and very user friendly, cheap but not-quite-a-food-processor.
I've put the results in the fridge.
I am not game to eat it just yet, though I feel I should, cause waste is wasteful.
However, I am still having discomforting dreams/visions about what it would do to my inards.
Plus, it kind of resembles what the little boy at the other end of the hospital ward was vomiting up when i was in hospital on my eleventh/twelfth birthday (cant remember which), though that was quite possibly because all he may have been given to eat was mashed potato. Or possibly icecream.
In which case, it isnt all that surprising it resembled my tragic misbegotten mash.
Sunday, September 11, 2016
Ah bless his little cotton socks
You know how when a cat catches something, like a mouse for instance, and tracks you down to show you what an awesome hunter they are and they make that repetative meow-I-have-caught-something call?
Well, Blossom has managed to fish the empty vaccuum pack the lamb backstrap was packaged in from last night out of the bin and has come calling to present it to me.
My little terror.
He is such a hard little tom, haha
Well, Blossom has managed to fish the empty vaccuum pack the lamb backstrap was packaged in from last night out of the bin and has come calling to present it to me.
My little terror.
He is such a hard little tom, haha
Native hibisicus ...
... has flowered. I meant to take a photo of how I saw it this morning, which was only partially unfurled, but I got distracted by a Springbok wot was desperate to run and ended up chasing him about the yard for a bit instead.
Saturday, September 10, 2016
Impromptu
And thus, i did declare,
but what i shall not say,
And so the day progressed,
And nowhere can a man drink in peace
The first three lines sprang fully formed into my brain like Athena, and i had no forth line, so i decided the first thing i heard on telly would be it.
Its almost worth making a series of ... but not by me cause i am too lazy and inconsistent and a flibbertigibbert.
but what i shall not say,
And so the day progressed,
And nowhere can a man drink in peace
The first three lines sprang fully formed into my brain like Athena, and i had no forth line, so i decided the first thing i heard on telly would be it.
Its almost worth making a series of ... but not by me cause i am too lazy and inconsistent and a flibbertigibbert.
Shoulds are on my mind
Mary-cat and Blossom are both trying to fit on the chair behind me.
I appreciate their dedication and effort, even though it means I cant lean back.
Its not a very good chair at the moment anyway. The cushions had an unfortunate encounter with an incontinent Bubba-cat (may he rest in peace). I keep meaning to measure things up and get myself some new ones, but I never quite get round to it.
I shouldnt be sitting around anyway.
I appreciate their dedication and effort, even though it means I cant lean back.
Its not a very good chair at the moment anyway. The cushions had an unfortunate encounter with an incontinent Bubba-cat (may he rest in peace). I keep meaning to measure things up and get myself some new ones, but I never quite get round to it.
I shouldnt be sitting around anyway.
Friday, September 9, 2016
Probably its just a phase ...
... but I do rather love hibiscuseseseseses (it so hard to know when to stop) at the moment. I had a torch clutched between my knees to take this photo.
Kitty contentment
Mary-cat was on the seat behind me, so I had to lean forward to play the tablet.
Blossom couldnt get to my lap, so he settled on my shoulders instead.
He has his smug king-of-the-castle look on.
I am his Empire State building.
I can feel his little heart beating against my back.
His purring is like a gentle massage.
Blossom couldnt get to my lap, so he settled on my shoulders instead.
He has his smug king-of-the-castle look on.
I am his Empire State building.
I can feel his little heart beating against my back.
His purring is like a gentle massage.
Thursday, September 8, 2016
Books
Am up to the third book in series writ by Holly Black and Cassandra Clare. About the Magisterium.
Individually they are nice but not all consuming for me.
Holly is good and interesting, but not exciting.
Cassandra is exciting but angsty and for gods sake can we have a break and just interact without shaking the earth, bloody heck but you make me tired. Can we just stop for some tea or cake, or something.
Far out.
Magisterium series is excellent, thou angsty and teenagerey, which is fair enough because it is for young readers, but i miss Anne McCafferys touch which could have been for young readers still, but without the characters having to be stoopid, or overly angsty, or specifically teenagerary.
Probably that doesnt make sense, but I've started a few books for young readers lately and although the story has been good, they have shit-me-to-tears, and I havent been able to finish.
I hate not finishing.
Admittedly i didnt finish Harry Potter. I came in early and really liked the first two books when he was getting shut in cupboards alot. After that it was all a bit 'meh' for me.
Probably its good i never wanted to have children.
I would totally have shut them in cupboards.
At least for short periods when I was trying to read.
Maybe I could have set them up with lamps so they could have read about being shut in cupboards whilst being shut in cupboards.
Probably its good I never read Flowers in the attic, though I cant say for sure, because I never read Flowers in the attic.
Individually they are nice but not all consuming for me.
Holly is good and interesting, but not exciting.
Cassandra is exciting but angsty and for gods sake can we have a break and just interact without shaking the earth, bloody heck but you make me tired. Can we just stop for some tea or cake, or something.
Far out.
Magisterium series is excellent, thou angsty and teenagerey, which is fair enough because it is for young readers, but i miss Anne McCafferys touch which could have been for young readers still, but without the characters having to be stoopid, or overly angsty, or specifically teenagerary.
Probably that doesnt make sense, but I've started a few books for young readers lately and although the story has been good, they have shit-me-to-tears, and I havent been able to finish.
I hate not finishing.
Admittedly i didnt finish Harry Potter. I came in early and really liked the first two books when he was getting shut in cupboards alot. After that it was all a bit 'meh' for me.
Probably its good i never wanted to have children.
I would totally have shut them in cupboards.
At least for short periods when I was trying to read.
Maybe I could have set them up with lamps so they could have read about being shut in cupboards whilst being shut in cupboards.
Probably its good I never read Flowers in the attic, though I cant say for sure, because I never read Flowers in the attic.
Wednesday, September 7, 2016
Probably I should get up now
When you are playing games on your tablet in bed and petting the cat with one hand and they decide you are not playing them enough attention, so they sit on your face.
I hope you appreciate I could have gone all Mrs Slocombe with my title, but didnt.
I hope you appreciate I could have gone all Mrs Slocombe with my title, but didnt.
All tuckered out ...
... after a morning of playing chicken.
Springbok is desperate to play, but my cats don't. The closest he can get is to hide and swipe and then run like heck. All fun and games until one of them catches him. After which he slinks to the bed and hides under the covers with me for a bit.
He managed to evade them for quite a while this morning and now hes all tuckered out.
Springbok is desperate to play, but my cats don't. The closest he can get is to hide and swipe and then run like heck. All fun and games until one of them catches him. After which he slinks to the bed and hides under the covers with me for a bit.
He managed to evade them for quite a while this morning and now hes all tuckered out.
Tuesday, September 6, 2016
It kind of seems like masturbation ...
... but I really like the food I cook.
I don't cook much, and what I do cook nearly always has waaaay too much chilli in it.
Lady at work has more habaneros (not the faintest how to spell, sorry) and was giving them away. Am trying to use them up. They are hot enough that it is like when you take a spoonful of soup that is too hot from the stove, but breathing in more air to cool it DOES NOT WORK.
Still awesomely tasty even if the top of my mouth feels like it may be peeling.
I don't cook much, and what I do cook nearly always has waaaay too much chilli in it.
Lady at work has more habaneros (not the faintest how to spell, sorry) and was giving them away. Am trying to use them up. They are hot enough that it is like when you take a spoonful of soup that is too hot from the stove, but breathing in more air to cool it DOES NOT WORK.
Still awesomely tasty even if the top of my mouth feels like it may be peeling.
Saturday, September 3, 2016
Saturday confessions
Friday night out was ... nice. I stayed till 9 or 10. They even let me get a word in edgewise now and then 😄
Host has no idea how rough as guts she is. Amongst the 'ings, she is really nice. More nice than i am. She is more action orientated. She does things. Or at least, invites people over so she can do things. She is a hairdresser who hates hairdressers. Washing the hair of a cancer patient who can't lift their arms high enough to wash their own hair and refusing payment.
She is little, and beautiful and wears too much makeup and if she is in a bad mood assumes and vocalises the worst about people. To say it, you have to think it first, which is my most impeniterable (sorry, i am useless without spellcheck) barrier to liking her.
I am ashamedly amused when people get up her for calling them sweetie and darling.
She is putty in the hands of her children, who are so much nicer too eachother than I expect, and wish she didn't swear sooooooo much when speaking around them.
People are confusing and I much rather hanging around my cats.
Host has no idea how rough as guts she is. Amongst the 'ings, she is really nice. More nice than i am. She is more action orientated. She does things. Or at least, invites people over so she can do things. She is a hairdresser who hates hairdressers. Washing the hair of a cancer patient who can't lift their arms high enough to wash their own hair and refusing payment.
She is little, and beautiful and wears too much makeup and if she is in a bad mood assumes and vocalises the worst about people. To say it, you have to think it first, which is my most impeniterable (sorry, i am useless without spellcheck) barrier to liking her.
I am ashamedly amused when people get up her for calling them sweetie and darling.
She is putty in the hands of her children, who are so much nicer too eachother than I expect, and wish she didn't swear sooooooo much when speaking around them.
People are confusing and I much rather hanging around my cats.
Friday, September 2, 2016
Feels like a sunday
Full of good intentions of planting out my hibiscus plants today and getting my garden bed set up, but looming social requirement puts me off. I really dont want to go to work friends house tonight, even though I know it will be pleasant once I am there.
Seeing people on my day off makes me feel like I havent had a day off. Plus its a long way away on a scooter in scooter-unfriendly speed limits, which means I have to pullover into the bike lane a lot.
New flower ... pretty yellow one. Also I bought a native hibiscus. Will post a photo when it flowers. Hopefully it well be a photo of it in the ground.
Seeing people on my day off makes me feel like I havent had a day off. Plus its a long way away on a scooter in scooter-unfriendly speed limits, which means I have to pullover into the bike lane a lot.
New flower ... pretty yellow one. Also I bought a native hibiscus. Will post a photo when it flowers. Hopefully it well be a photo of it in the ground.
Thursday, September 1, 2016
Boring dream post alert
Strong dreaming sessions lately.
In my dream last night my front door came off its hinges and then seemed too small to fill the space when propped against it, and then it went into my new normal of cats escaping and me trying to gather them up etc.
People came over to visit and tried to help. One of them pointed out a couple of other doors that were closed. Turned out there was another two thirds of house I had forgotten about. Two or three bedrooms all fully furnished and a bathroom with a bath and a plumbing issue and a sunroom. And cupboards full of my old clothes that I was storing for future possible use by my nieces.
This was a house I've dreamed about before. Also with a escaping/gathering of cats theme.
The funny thing about last nights dream was that I became self aware quite early into it, but was unable to wake myself up, or take charge. Took four tries.
In my dream last night my front door came off its hinges and then seemed too small to fill the space when propped against it, and then it went into my new normal of cats escaping and me trying to gather them up etc.
People came over to visit and tried to help. One of them pointed out a couple of other doors that were closed. Turned out there was another two thirds of house I had forgotten about. Two or three bedrooms all fully furnished and a bathroom with a bath and a plumbing issue and a sunroom. And cupboards full of my old clothes that I was storing for future possible use by my nieces.
This was a house I've dreamed about before. Also with a escaping/gathering of cats theme.
The funny thing about last nights dream was that I became self aware quite early into it, but was unable to wake myself up, or take charge. Took four tries.
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