Thursday, June 22, 2017

5 Men's Fashions I Don't Like

I've done the it's the blokes' turn.

1.  Man buns
There are no words.  I can't believe there is a new Ken with a man bun now.

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2.  Biker/bushranger beards

 Sorry, Will.  The beard needs to go.

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3.  Tattoo sleeves

I like a man to actually have some visible skin.

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4.  Tight pants

I'm not a fan of the metrosexual look.

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5.  Ear plugs

Why would anyone want a gaping hole in their ear?

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Monday, June 19, 2017

Limping Through The Blogosphere

I've heard/read a number of bloggers, who are mums, say that they found it much easier to blog when they had babies and toddlers, rather than older, school-age children.  Their blogging patterns seemed to reflect that - long, thoughtful posts every day, or at least several times a week. Well, now I'm in that phase of life, I'm wondering in awe how they did it?  How can they churn out magnificent posts with small children crawling over them?  How they can concentrate amidst the fighting, screaming and whining?  Wouldn't blogging be easier when all of their children are in full-time school?  That phase of life seems tantalising to me at the moment.  At least six hours, five days a week would be oodles of time to write something marvellous.  And in peace and quiet, too!  That doesn't seem to be the case, however, for many of these mum bloggers.  Sadly, many of the blogs I once looked forward to reading with such anticipation are now no more, or sporadic at best.  The tumbleweeds are a blowin'.

I'm guessing that many of them have returned to work, or have filled their child-free time with other activities.  Coupled with busy evenings when the children return and there is little time for blogging.  What smidgen of time is left for social media is taken by Facebook.

In case you haven't noticed, my blog is dying a slow and painful death.  Not only am I running out of ideas for posts, I have precious little time to write them when I do have a bloggy brainwave.  Keeping the blog chugging along was fairly easy with one child, but I am much too drained with two.  I don't want to stop, but I'm struggling, and there are precious little readers left anyway.

Today is my blog's 11th birthday!  Usually, I'd give the blog a new birthday outfit, but this year it can stay in the same clothes.

In previous years, I'd announce this blog's birthday with pomp and blare, but it's a quiet celebration here this year.

I'm going to keep going.  I'd love to write more....and I day.


Friday, June 16, 2017

Friday Funny

1.  Two blondes walk into a'd think at least one of them would have seen it.

2.  Phone answering machine message: If you want to buy marijuana, press the hash key.

3.  A guy walks into a psychiatrist's office wearing only cling wrap for shorts.  The shrink says, "Well, I can clearly see you're nuts."

4.  My friend drowned in a bowl of muesli.  A strong currant pulled him in.

5.  A man goes to the doctor with a strawberry growing out of his head.  The doctor said, "I'll give you some cream to put on that."

6.  You know, somebody actually complimented me on my driving the other day.  They left a little note on the windscreen.  It said, 'Parking Fine'.  So, that was nice.

7.  A man walked into the doctor's.  He said, "I've hurt my arm in several places. 
The doctor said, "Well, don't go there anymore."

Monday, June 05, 2017

Just Another Day

I turned 34 last Tuesday, the 30th May.  It was a nice day, but an ordinary one.

Birthdays tend to lose their magic as you get older.

This year, my present is surgery to correct abdominal diastasis.  I'm booked in for that on the 14th July.  More on that later.

Seeding is still dragging on.

Bible study was cancelled, so I spent the day just with Flynn.  Rory was at kindy.  Flynn and I went for a walk with the dogs, we had lunch and a nap, then we picked Rory up from the bus.

Duncan managed to get home from work a bit earlier and we headed into town for takeaway.  Of course there was Viennetta, as per my annual tradition.  I think I'll change the tradition next year though, as it just didn't seem to taste as good as usual.  Time for something different.

Another year, another birthday.  Just an ordinary day.

One of my more spectacular birthdays.
My belated 30th birthday party in 2013.

Friday, May 26, 2017

How Many of These 250 Movies Have You Seen?

I got this off Facebook. The ones I've seen are in bold.

Rear Window
The Third Man
The Maltese Falcon
North By Northwest
Blue Velvet
Dial M For Murder
The Usual Suspects
Forrest Gump
The Notebook
While You Were Sleeping
When Harry Met Sally
Notting Hill
Pretty Woman
Sleepless in Seattle
Lawrence of Arabia
Schindler's List
Gone With the Wind
All Quiet on the Western Front
Saving Private Ryan
The Ten Commandments
To Kill a Mockingbird
12 Angry Men
Kramer vs. Kramer
The Verdict
A Few Good Men
Witness For the Prosecution
Anatomy of a Murder
In Cold Blood
A Cry in the Dark
Judgment at Nuremberg
The Big Blue
Bull Durham
Remember the Titans
Raging Bull
Chariots of Fire
Jerry MaguireClose Encounters of the Third Kind
Star Trek
E.T. - The Extra Terrestrial
A Clockwork Orange
The Matrix
Blade Runner
Terminator 2: Judgement Day
Invasion of the Body Snatchers
Back to the Future
The Searchers
High Noon
Red River
Brokeback Mountain
Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid
Shanghai Noon
3:10 To Yuma
Snow White and the Seven Dwarves
The Lion King
Toy Story
Beauty and the Beast
Finding Nemo
The Wizard of Oz
Howl's Moving Castle
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
King Kong
Miracle on 34th Street
Field of Dreams
Princess Mononoke
Groundhog Day
Pan's Labyrinth
The Godfather
The Godfather Part II
White Heat
Bonnie and Clyde
Scarface: The Shame of a Nation
Pulp Fiction
The Public Enemy
Little Caesar
Citizen Kane
LA Confidential
12 Monkeys
The Da Vinci Code
Minority Report
The Name of the Rose
Along Came a Spider
The Prestige
The Curious Case of Benjamin Button
Singin' in the Rain
G.I. Blues
Mary Poppins
My Fair Lady
The Sound of Music
The King and I
Grease II
Moulin Rouge
The Nightmare Before Christmas
Dirty Dancing
Step Up 2: The Streets
Strictly Ballroom
Centre Stage
Stormy Weather
Shall We Dance?
Saturday Night Fever
West Side Story
Napolean Dynamite
10 Things I Hate About You
High School Musical
Pump Up the Volume
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
Dead Poets Society
Rebel Without a Cause
How To Lose a Guy in 10 Days
Just Like Heaven
The Wedding Planner
Love Actually
Runaway Bride
Bridget Jones' Diary
50 First Dates
Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring
Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers
Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King
The Passion of the Christ
The Thin Red Line
2001: A Space Odyssey
Star Wars IV: A New Hope
The Breakfast Club
Ferris Bueller's Day Off
Teen Wolf
Donnie Darko
American Pie
To Sir, With Love
16 Candles
Dangerous Minds
Boyz n the Hood
The Princess Bride
The Adventures of Baron Munchausen
The Chronicles of Narnia
Van Helsing
The Dark Crystal
V For Vendetta
The Dark Knight
Iron Man
Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer
Barb Wire
The Watchmen
Dark City
Mad Max
THX 1138
Starship Troopers
Army of Darkness
Logan's Run
Conan the Barbarian
The Shining
The Thing
The Exorcist
Shaun of the Dead
Resident Evil
Vampire Hunter D
Night of the Living Dead
The Amityville Horror
Bram Stoker's Dracula
Nightmare on Elm Street
The Ring
The Grudge
Rosemary's Baby
Pearl Harbour
Memphis Belle
Apocalypse Now
Enemy at the Gates
Full Metal Jacket
Das Boot
Get Smart
Blazing Saddles
Monty Python and the Holy Grail
Monty Python: The Life of Brian
40-Year-Old Virgin
National Lampoon's Animal House
The Man Who Knew Too Little
The Odd Couple
Dr. Strangelove
Ace Ventura: Pet Detective
Austin Powers: International Man of Mystery
The Naked Gun
The Birdcage
Coming to America
Meet the Parents
Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure

How many have you seen?

Thursday, May 25, 2017

Quote of the Day

I'm sending my book to Allen & Unwin's Friday Pitch next.

I didn't come this far to only come this far.
- Unknown

Tuesday, May 23, 2017

The Tale of Two Mother's Days

Mother's Day, Sunday 14th May 1995:
The day of the inaugural Western Derby between the Eagles and the Dockers.  This became known as the 'Mother's Day Massacre' as the reigning premiers, the Eagles, taught the young upstarts a lesson, belting them by 85 points.

What a glorious day that was!

Mother's Day, Sunday 14th May 2017:
Exactly 22 years to the day.  This one was not glorious, but it had nothing to do with football.

We were on our way home from church when we received a call saying that a fire was threatening our house.  Apparently the neighbours had been burning off, but it was a windy day and the fire spread to the bush behind our house, where our rubbish tip was.

I dropped Duncan home, so he could join the local fire brigade (made up of farmers) to help fight the fire.  The boys and I escaped to a friend's house, 10 minutes away.  She was with her husband, helping to fight the fire and their two boys were with a friend, so we had the house to ourselves.  At this stage, I didn't realise just how close the fire was to our house.  When our friend, Mel, returned, she told me to brace myself for the worst, but that they were doing everything possible to save the house.

I'm terrified of fire.  I don't know where this strong fear comes from, but I hate lighting fires.  I let the house go cold in winter if Duncan's not home, rather than put more logs on the fire.

A range of emotions engulfed me - panic, fear, uncertainty....anger.  How could the neighbours burn off on such a windy day?  Why didn't they keep an eye on things?  Yes, rain was forecast (but it hadn't come), but didn't they check the wind forecast?  I'd always thought that if there was a fire, that I'd be happy to escape with our lives, that 'stuff' didn't matter.  And it wasn't the actual stuff I was fretting about; it was the ardurous task of starting over.  Where would we live?  The farm had insurance, but how long would we have to wait?  I had no idea about any of that.  I didn't want to have to deal with people offloading piles of their old junk onto us, thinking they were being generous, but really just cleaning out their cupboards.  No, I don't want 50 smelly blankets and old high heels, thank you very much.

I worried about my animals.  I began to brace myself for the fact that they could already be dead.

But I was also freaking out because the very night before, I'd dreamed that our house was burning down.  Now it was coming true!  What was I supposed to make of that?

Mel returned to the fire, rescued our dogs and took them to a neighbour's place.  The neighbours across the road were told to evacuate.

The boys and I stayed at Mel's house and gradually we were joined by all of the farm wives and their kids.  On one hand, I was grateful for the company.  On the other hand, I just wanted to be alone.  I was numb.  I didn't want to listen to laughing and joking people, chatting cheerily around me.

Finally, I heard the news that the fire had been contained and it was safe to go home. 

Miraculously the house wasn't even smoke damaged, it just smelt horrid, like we were smokers and had smoked inside for years with the windows shut.

My animals were all safe and well.

Although I am so thankful to God for granting my anguished requests to save our house, I am ashamed to say that, once again, I was angry.  How could God let this happen?  I was challenged to think about whether He is a good God if our house had burned to the ground.

The answer: Yes, He is.

They backburned this paddock next to our house to contain the fire.