Reunited With My Girl

Last week, I put Ebony in the boarding kennels for the first time since I got her while Duncan and I spent some time in Albany. I wasn't sure if she'd like me very much when she got home....but she did.

She was so glad to see me evidenced by the "Purr, purr, meow *Mum I've missed you*, purr, purr, meow *Don't ever go away and leave me in that place again*, purr, purr, meow, meow *Pat me, Mum*."

Getting a pat from her mum.

Playing with her feathery thing

I missed her while we were away and I kept saying to Duncan, "Do you think Ebony will be missing me and thinking I've given her away."

He replied. "She'll be fine. She's a cat."

I wasn't feeling quite so fond of her the next morning when she woke me up at 5:30 by meowing at the top of her voice outside my bedroom door.

Get on Your Soapbox #6

I won't have to think about this until next March probably but it annoys me all the same.

People who go to the football but aren't at all interested in football. Instead they just go to get drunk or to be 'seen'. You know, like the people who appear in the social pages of the newspaper, laughing in a fake way.

The last few times I've been to the footy (both in Perth and Melbourne) there were people there who were paying absolutely no attention to the game whatsoever. Teenage girls all dressed up, spending the whole time sending text messages. Or people who were just too blind drunk to see anything.

What's the point of wasting your money buying a ticket if you're not even going to watch the game? If these people want to get drunk so badly they should go and do it somewhere else instead of buying a ticket when someone who really really wants to go is being deprived of one.

I know of some people who score free tickets to AFL games through friends or family who are members or sometimes through work if their workplace sponsors the Eagles or Dockers. And the only thing they get excited about is getting sloshed off their faces in the corporate box.

If I had a spare ticket to give away, I would give it to someone I knew was a big fan and wouldn't have a chance to go otherwise.

Diary of a Wedding Planning Machine: Loaves and Fishes

You may be thinking: what's with the weird title? This post is actually about our engagement party.

We've been engaged for nearly three months but have been too busy/slack to get around to organising one. I think I've mentioned before that Duncan has a HUGE extended family. They're very close and keep in touch with great aunts, third cousins etc whereas I wouldn't have a clue who those people are in my family. So we're inviting EVERYONE to our engagement party and I think we'll need a miracle with loaves and fishes to be able to feed all these people.

Because neither of us have a house large enough to cater for the multitudes, we've decided an outdoor picnic is a goer (location will remain a mystery until after the date due to the public nature of this blog) :). Then afterwards I've convinced Duncan to go out and have a dance with any of our guests who are willing ;).

Much of my life lately has revolved around stamps, envelopes and address books, ringing Duncan to find out his family's names and addresses. I made the invitations on my computer and printed a huge batch but it wasn't enough so my printer's been cranking recently. I think we've invited about 200 people! Good grief, I wonder if people at our picnic location will think we're weird!

So far we've had 30-something people RSVP to say they're coming and a few can't come but the deadline is a week away so they've still got time. If you've read this post I did last year, you will know how I feel about people who don't RSVP.

I'm both excited and nervous about the party at the same time. It's not just about the organisation of the food but I feel quite overwhelmed by crowds when I'm one of the reasons for the party. It's different if it's a rock concert or something but the thought of all these people rocking up partly because of me, I'm just like "aaaagh!" Despite the fact that people might think I'm loud and 'out there' and that I've done acting, my problems with stress and the thought of trying to talk to everyone is a bit daunting.

But I'm sure God is in control and everything will be fine!

Holidays and Mainy

Things have been a bit quiet at the Sedshed for the past few days. The reason being is that I'm on holidays in Albany this week (yes...again! I took two chunks of annual leave quite close together), this time with Duncan though. Ahhh holidays are good.

Still in shock about the death of Chris Mainwaring though. There's a post about it over at the Backyard Missionary blog so I won't say much about it here. Only that while he was a celebrity doesn't mean God loved him more than any of the world's poor - but we feel we 'know' him because he was constantly on our TV screens. Sometimes we even feel 'connections' with fictional characters in TV shows. Look at the outpouring of grief when Maggie Doyle died on Blue Heelers. Apparently more than two years after that episode, viewers still rang Channel 7 asking if she was really dead!

Sad news about Mainy! And sad news about people I don't know dying all around the world.....often for their faith in Christ.





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Friday Funny

Photo Friday - 'The Beach'

Me at Middleton Beach in Albany. It was 38 degrees that day - very rare for Albs.

28th December 2006

Will Jimmy Add a Premiership To His Brownlow?

According to some 'experts' pointing at recent history........no.

Geelong's Brownlow Medal winner Jimmy Bartel seems destined to be a member of the losing Grand Final side if the pattern continues....

1997 - Robert Harvey (St Kilda)

2000 - Shane Woewodin (Melbourne)

2003 - Nathan Buckley (Collingwood)

2005 - Ben Cousins (West Coast)

2006 - Adam Goodes (Sydney)

Although the following Brownlow winners in the nineties and noughties have gone on to be premiership players in the same year.

1993 - Gavin Wanganeen (Essendon)

2001 - Jason Akermanis (Brisbane)

2002 - Simon Black (Brisbane)

Maybe there's hope for Jimmy?

I hope so. I hate going for the Vics but I don't really have much of a choice. I feel sorry for Geelong with their 44 year premiership drought and I'm not going for the bogans from Port - they're as feral as the Dorkers. It must have something to do with port clubs ;)

Either way it will be a much less stressful Grand Final for me than the two previous years.

* Photo is from Sky News Online