Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Far out! Its Wednesday already!

I am trying to differentiate myself from the other overweight ( tbrough shes lost nearly 30 kilos in the last two years) brunette that works mornings to my afternoons, by wearing flowers in my hair.  I am slightly chuffed to be described as 'the nice one' by a patient.  Though that is probably an indictment (sp?) of my urge to please.

I gain and she loses and every one thinks we are the same person. Ha ha ha
Slaps wrist
Bad sammy
Shouldnt think that is funny

She pays much more attention to her grooming than i do.

I feel like i am letting the side down, a bit, but then i also think that wearing makeup to work is a waste of time. Its just work and if you look good all the time, its not much of a difference/surprise when you look awesome to go out.

Probably thats just the laziness showing through.

I dont want looking special to be too much of an effort.

Monday, August 29, 2016

First cat bath ...

Wet kitty recovering from trauma of first bath (well, shower, really).

May have to put bucket back on head shortly. She is going at this cleaning with a vengance.

Personally, i think she needs kitty prozac, or something. She is a bit into self harm lately.  I was hoping once the scabs were gone she could stop being so stringent with herself, but I am thinking she has more issues than that.

Saturday, August 27, 2016

I'm thinking Flowers ...

I am working on my next melbourne cup day work outfit.

I went very lowkey last year with just a necklace, and in consequence, missed the entire race restraining a potentially violent, not in the best place, patient who was taken away by the police.

This year I plan to be excessive, so that even if I feel I should, I won't be dressed to be of use.  It was the first melbourne cup I've missed since Just-a-dash.

I am contemplating my hairdo/hat situation ...

Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Puddle of cat

Late morning kitty kips.

Sunday, August 21, 2016


Oh by golly, by lad! There is a second season of Blandings, which I need to lay my grubby paws on before Christmas.

I was struggling for mother friendly entertainment - besides which I LOVED the first series.  What little treasures some english persons are, and I must admit to a deep and, so far, unshakable crush on Tiomothy Spall since seeing series one.


There is talk of a third series this year.

Perhaps god loves me afterall ( even though I ticked no religion on the census ).

Thursday, August 18, 2016

The earth moved ...

... and I completely missed it.
I think my chair absorbed all the shock.

(5.8 quake off coast of Bowen)

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Things I am grateful for ...

... that cats are so snuggly, cause my feet were getting cold without that extra sheet. I think it must have dropped below 24 degrees cause its feeling a little nippy.

Things I hate ...

...being woken on the verge of sleep by the sound of a cat about to projectial vomit over my legs, only to realise I did not react quite quick enough.

Washing machines are surprisingly loud after 10 o'clock when there is nothing else functioning .

Sunday, August 14, 2016


Springbok is never ever ever ever being allowed outside ever again. Dissappeared and did not come when called, from 3 ish until just now at nearly 10 pm.

Think maybe he got lost in the stormwater drains.

I was wandering about outside making loud chicken noises (herrrreeee bokkie bokkie bok, bok bok bokkie). My neighbours probably think I 'm mad.

Not helpful when I am supposed to be getting ready for my next rental inspection.

I was singing the stoopid cat song.

'Stoopid cat, stoopid cat. Where fore art thou, stoopid cat? Stoopid cat, stoopid cat. You are such a stoopid cat', to the tune of smelly cat from Friends,

I have cat hair up my nose

You know that thing in baseball where two people take turns putting one hand above the other on the bat to decide who goes first, or whatever?

Thats kind of what Mary-cat and Blossom-cat do with their positions on my body. Blossom might start on my lap. Mary will settle above. Then later if i move or unsettle them, Blossom will take the opportunity to settle on my chest, and so on and so forth.

The one who gets close enough to my face to smother me wins.

Saturday, August 13, 2016

Bloody hell

I swear to god! The baby frogs at my house are suicidal!

I am cleaning kitty kitter trays outside. I have just poured some bleach into the dirty tray. I go to the hose to swill it out. Small frog hangin' on hose. Try to offload on nearist bush, but no ... frog makes beeline to manky litter tray, plus bleach!!!!!

Takes some VERY fast moving to snatch tray away from determined frogs leap.

WHAT IS IT THINKING? Was it depressed because there were no curlews evident to peck it to death and it decided to embrace its end through acid?

Freakin' do not get green tree frogs.
I used to think they were so nice, but if they are not trying to wallow in my excrement, or taunting death by cat, they are being insanely reckless by natural causes.

Freak. Me. Out. The. Fuck.

Thursday, August 11, 2016

Asleep in perfection

I do apologise for posting so many boring photos, but my cats have managed to sabortage soo many of my computers, that I want to put photos I like in a place I can find easily with some concept of date and context.


I thoughtlessly left a bowl on the stool that Blossom likes to sit on.
He has not let this stop him.

More flower

Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Latest variation on pesto

green pepper corns,
lime juice,
olive oil; and
greek style yohgurt ...

I like it, but it has a bit of a grainy texture.


... and of course the blood tests say there is nothing wrong with me, regardless of the fact my hands tremour with tiredness and i feel like i am on the verge of passing out half the time, bah!

I am going to drink some wine and ruminate on the injustices of science!

(I'm maybe a little bit anemica, but nothing much and doc betrayed surprise that my cholesteral was fine - ha!)

Sunday, August 7, 2016

One out, one under and one on

Who knew I'd grow up to be a cat couch?

Off to get some blood tests tomorrow. Have been feeling very very tired for months now. When I'm not at work, I'm pretty much just in bed.  Of course, these will probably all be fine like last time and the will be no reason for the blah way I am feeling.  My lovely doctor will think I am a mad hyperchondriac and suggest I go for a run or something.

At least last time there was a bit of a thing. I had a cyst on my kidney, but laying on by bad side for so long for the ultrasound seemed to resolve things and the next day (after two or three weeks of discomfort) I felt fine.

Its like when you take your vehicle to the mechanic and tell him you are having trouble getting it started and it works first go. Maybe I should send that in to Denise Drysdale for her grind your gears segment? Blood tests that say you are fine when you feel bad.

Another flower

Banana Split has flowered 😀

Friday, August 5, 2016

... um ...

Maybe I'll get dressed in the bathroom

Thursday, August 4, 2016

Evening musing

I liked listening to music on my headphones when doing data entry, cause it helped me focus down into just the space I was occupying and the computer in front of me. I got lots done.

The sensation of when I'm home sitting in front of the telly with the tablet is quite similar. The windows are covered. I can't see the outside world. Just the hum of the fluros and fans. Nothing else, not even time, seems to really exist. I don't get anything done.

I wonder if I didn't have forced timeframes/deadlines/i have to go to work, whether I'd reach a point where I didn't move at all.

Would it be catatonia or would it be nirvana?

Maybe I should just start playing music really loudly at home and do some housework, hey?

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

My poor sweet baboo

Blossom with his poor denuded rat tail.  He defurred himself and now can't resist continuing to denude it.  The other cats think it is a toy and if he wags it about too much he gathers rather more attention then he is ready for.  Hopefully he will settle down a bit soon and stop protesting his renal diet food.

Second one flowered, yeah