After a hiatus of over a month of not blogging (blame Facebook) I decided to hit the blogosphere again.
Facebook is great for keeping up to date on what people are doing, but blogging has more depth. We can discuss, rant, commiserate and comment to our heart's content. Facebook is rather more superficial although during Queensland's recent severe weather events, it was great to have the Queensland Police updates on warnings and what was going on. As there were a lot of rumours going around by the doomsday pessimists, it was reassuring to have these dispelled by the Police. Well done, QPS!
Anyway, we've had relatively fine weather recently although apparently there was a storm last night. I say apparently, because once I'm asleep I don't hear anything so it can thunder right over the house and I don't move. Not sure whether that's a good thing or not...
Life has been pretty busy. Jane and I still go to the markets every Sunday morning and we've bagged some pretty good bargains lately. Jane's refurbished her wardrobe after discarding quite a lot of outdated clothes (I won't tell exactly how much, you'll be shocked...lol).
I've thrown very little out but have bought more. I found a lovely cream fisherman's knit jersey for $5 and today, found another blue polo necked jersey for $3. I also found a Bryce Courtenay book I hadn't read, hard cover still with its dust jacket and in mint condition for $4. Ken and I are both Bryce Courtenay fans so he was delighted when I told him because he knows he will get to read it, too.
Earlier in the year we had read his latest book "Fortune Cookie" and both loved the story so much I actually emailed Bryce Courtenay and told him how much we both enjoyed it. I was absolutely stoked to get a really lovely reply from him. It's so nice when a popular author takes the time to reply. After all, they must get hundreds of emails from people.
My youngest daughter, Suzie, has started selling Body Shop products on the home party plan. I've been to two parties as well as having one of my own and spent lots of money, but their products are beautiful and there are so many I can use without having an allergic reaction. Fabulous! I bought a new mascara a couple of months ago, a brand I've always used in the past, and had the most awful reaction to it. After only using it the once, I tossed it out. My eyes hurt so much, the lids were red and swollen...it looked as if I'd been on a six week crying jag!
The one thing I love about the markets is that there is a lot of certified organic produce. I can even buy organic coffee, grown in Queensland and it's so tasty. You can always tell if food is organic...it's not perfect, it's smaller and if you don't eat it immediately, it spoils. Remember when our mothers used to shop every day for our food? One of my chores when I was young was to go to the shops for bread and milk. Nowadays, you buy it once a week and because food has all these chemicals in it, it lasts an unnaturally long time. Scares me silly.
Anyway, this is to basically let you know I'm still in the land of the living...only the good die young, as I keep telling my 91-year-old mother. Guess we're both here for a long time...lol.
Hope all is well in your blog world, I shall now go visiting.
Sunday, 3 April 2011
Sunday, 27 February 2011
Nothing of Any Real Importance
It's been a mixed week one way or another. Last Sunday, Jane and I went to the markets as usual. We visit two - the first where we buy our meat, sensational sausages and lovely fresh fish. Then we head off to the second where we buy our fresh fruit and veges (more variety and a little cheaper than the first place) and organic yoghurt. However, before all that we have breakfast and a browse around the bric a brac area.
Anyway last week I wanted some meat. I had it in my head that a roast of wagyu beef and a pork porterhouse sounded pretty good. Jane also wanted some meat for her family of growing boys so we organised our purchases and left them to be picked up after we'd had a look around. It was only about 10 minutes later that we decided to collect our meat and head off to the second lot of markets.
After stowing our purchases in the eskies, complete with ice bricks, we drove the 15 minutes to the other markets, had breakfast and coffee, looked around and finally after buying our weekly necessities went home. I lugged all my stuff inside and proceeded to put it away, except for the wagyu roast which I would just keep in the fridge and cook up later on in the day...except, when I looked in the plastic bag my beef and pork roasts had morphed into a frozen chook for which I had paid just under $40. That was one hell of an expensive chook and to add insult to injury, it was smaller than the one I already had in the freezer!
To cut a long story short, I returned the chook today, showed my receipt and picked up the meat I had originally bought. So...roast tonight and a cold beef and salad sandwich tomorrow...a week later from when I originally intended to have it, however, all's well that ends well.
I was complaining to Ken about this phenomenon. He just sat there looking at me with an unreadable look on his face and when I'd finished, said:
"Never mind. You just go outside tonight and howl at the moon and you'll feel better..." Gee, thanks, Ken.
With friends like him, who needs enemies.
And for the finish...here's a photo of Bella the secretary cat sleeping on the job or talking on the mobile phone...take your pick.
Anyway last week I wanted some meat. I had it in my head that a roast of wagyu beef and a pork porterhouse sounded pretty good. Jane also wanted some meat for her family of growing boys so we organised our purchases and left them to be picked up after we'd had a look around. It was only about 10 minutes later that we decided to collect our meat and head off to the second lot of markets.
After stowing our purchases in the eskies, complete with ice bricks, we drove the 15 minutes to the other markets, had breakfast and coffee, looked around and finally after buying our weekly necessities went home. I lugged all my stuff inside and proceeded to put it away, except for the wagyu roast which I would just keep in the fridge and cook up later on in the day...except, when I looked in the plastic bag my beef and pork roasts had morphed into a frozen chook for which I had paid just under $40. That was one hell of an expensive chook and to add insult to injury, it was smaller than the one I already had in the freezer!
To cut a long story short, I returned the chook today, showed my receipt and picked up the meat I had originally bought. So...roast tonight and a cold beef and salad sandwich tomorrow...a week later from when I originally intended to have it, however, all's well that ends well.
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Some days ago, we had a full moon. I love looking at full moons but for some unfathomable reason I don't sleep well during the two or so days the moon's influence is at its strongest. Don't ask me why...I have no idea, however a psychiatrist might have a great time with that one!I was complaining to Ken about this phenomenon. He just sat there looking at me with an unreadable look on his face and when I'd finished, said:
"Never mind. You just go outside tonight and howl at the moon and you'll feel better..." Gee, thanks, Ken.
With friends like him, who needs enemies.
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The garden is looking incredibly overgrown at the moment so yesterday, while Jane was whizzing around the lawn on the ride on, I was snipping, chopping and slashing at rampant vines and uncontrolled growths. I looked with satisfaction at the huge pile of cuttings I had created, stepped back to admire my handiwork and realised I'd only done a fraction of what was needed...in an hour. Back out to it today. Give me a month and I might have it finished...only to have to start all over again. The thing is, because it's so hot and humid, it's diabolical working in the middle of the day and I prefer to garden in the evenings. Unfortunately, we don't get twilights here, the sun goes down and it's as if someone's turned the light off...it's dark, so rather pointless continuing on. One of the mild inconveniences of living where I do...
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And for the finish...here's a photo of Bella the secretary cat sleeping on the job or talking on the mobile phone...take your pick.
Thursday, 17 February 2011
Starting Over
As you can see, my blog has undergone a radical change. This came about because a couple of weeks ago my computer had a broken profile...whatever that is. Consequently, I lost everything...work stuff, photos, internet access, etc. The only apps and programmes I had on the computer were the original defaults. Not good, I though, panicking,
However, I rang my tame computer geek and explained the problem. "Oh," says he, "It'll all be there somewhere." I felt my heart rate slowly go back to normal. When he arrived later in the day, sure enough after a few keystrokes and mouse wanders, everything was there on my desktop. However, it did leave me with one rather large problem. My passwords for Blogger and Facebook would work. That has required setting both up from scratch again...hence my new look blog. I hope you like it.
Now all I have to do is transfer you all over...that may take some time.
However, I rang my tame computer geek and explained the problem. "Oh," says he, "It'll all be there somewhere." I felt my heart rate slowly go back to normal. When he arrived later in the day, sure enough after a few keystrokes and mouse wanders, everything was there on my desktop. However, it did leave me with one rather large problem. My passwords for Blogger and Facebook would work. That has required setting both up from scratch again...hence my new look blog. I hope you like it.
Now all I have to do is transfer you all over...that may take some time.
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