Sometimes on the way to your dream,

you get lost and find a better one.

Monday, December 31, 2012

the tide of time

washes away the old

and clears the way for the new.
(thank you, google images)

I don't do New Year resolutions, but I have said to myself that I should try to take back control of my time.
Perhaps I should say try to make better use of my time.
Do more of the doing and less of the sitting on my bum thinking I should be doing (going, finishing, starting).
Even less of the lying in bed thinking I really should be getting up now, there's things to do.....

Of course, I know those statements will both fall flat on their face with the first hot day.

If I don't have to get up and go to work, I'm likely to just stay where I am, whether it be bed, couch, or chair on the porch. 
And take my time about getting things done.
After all, there's no real rush.
Not anymore.
The washing can wait, there aren't kids uniforms that need to be cleaned and ready for school.
Cooking can wait, there's no one here constantly asking when's dinner, I'm hungry, can I have something to eat?
Even shopping can wait. If I have stuff for a sandwich and milk for my coffee, I'm fine.
Maybe I'll wander up to the nearest supermarket later.....or tomorrow.

Bills get paid online, I don't even have to go out to do that.
I'm liking this much slower lifestyle where I can choose not to rush around.

On the other hand, if there's something that I'm really keen to do, something I planned and haven't changed my mind on, then I'm up at the crack of dawn getting ready, heading to the bus stop.
Unless the day is going to be too hot and that particular activity can wait for a cooler day.....perhaps in May or June.....

Let's face it, I've gotten lazy.
 Okay, lazier.

Happy New Year!

To everybody out there!


get used to seeing these numbers...they're going to be around for a while

it's almost time

*clink* *clink* *clink*  cheers, mate!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

my wish for all of you is peace, love and laughter, and prosperity in 2013.

thank you google images




Sunday, December 30, 2012

and here I go again

Ooh, these look nice.
Bite, chew, crack, ow!
ow! ow! ow!
sh*t!!

One hour later, still going ow! when the upper and lower teeth touch.

Out with the phone book,
search for emergency dental clinic....

there's one......no answer.
there's another one, way across town.
appointment at 4pm.

checked the bus timetable, yes, I can catch this bus and be there about 3:50.

I have to do it.
I can't leave it until regular dental services resume and then make an appointment for sometime in the next month.
Most dentists around here are fully booked and I don't want an infection in the tooth.

Better get my shoes on....

Sunday Selections #101



Welcome back to Sunday Selections!

This once-a- week-meme was originally begun by Kim of Frog Ponds Rock, as a way to showcase some of the many photos we all take, but don't get around to showing on our blogs.

The rules are very simple:-
1. post photos of your choice, old or new, under the Sunday Selections title
2. link back to me, River, somewhere in your post
3. leave me a comment so that I know you've joined in and can come over and see what you've posted.


I usually go with a theme for my Sunday Selections and this week my theme is >>>>

WHITE  

The photo doesn't really do justice to this white jet stream which was brilliantly lit by the early morning sun.

The agapanthus outside my flat are white.
(the rest of the gardens have blue)

Pretty aren't they?

Here's a close up of one of the many florets that make up one agapanthus head.

White cockatoos feeding at the top of the pine tree.

this crowd of cockies was about two dozen, the biggest I've seen in quite a while.

Usually they fly away as soon as I aim the camera, this time, they stayed in the tree while I ran home to get it. Guess they were hungry.
Can anyone tell me the collective name for a bunch of cockies?

To finish with, some white roses.











Saturday, December 29, 2012

my gosh it was windy!

I had a fabulous day, got on the bus this morning, stayed on as it passed through town, going through another suburb my younger son and daughter got on too, then we rode the bus all the way to Glenelg beach.
It's so handy having a bus that goes right across town like that.
At the beach, we three met up with other family members for our Christmas lunch get together.

The weather was absolutely perfect, hot sun, cool wind, clear blue skies.

We sat on the grass eating fish'n'chips while listening to the commentator as he described the races going on down on the sand. There was some sort of competition where contestants in various age groups ran around a course, swam a short distance, and waded through thigh high water.

After the competitions were over and people were leaving the area we took a walk along Glenelg jetty. It's a lot shorter than I remember and there are no splintery boards to walk on, it has been surfaced with asphalt now.

We reminisced, K and I, about the first year we were back in Adelaide, when the two younger ones (K and J) waited with me on the sands while Dad, M and T took part in the annual City to Bay Fun Run.

J dug a groove in the sand and sat in it, then pulled the sand back over his legs so he looked like he was buried up to the waist, K built a castle with a moat and spent time running back and forth between the moat and the sea with a small plastic cup trying to fill the moat.
They were about 9 and 5 years old at the time.

As we walked along the jetty the gusty wind felt colder coming across the water than it had been while we sat on the grass, so we didn't linger long, just walked to the end and then straight back again.

Just look at what the wind did to my hair!

Turned it into a witch's wig!
And look at all that grey!
I don't see that when I look in the mirror, my eyes seem to focus only on the brown, so it's always a bit of a shock to see myself in photos now.
K took this while we waited for the bus to go home again, J had left us to meet with some friends at a pub.
I hoped I'd manage to stay awake on the way home. After a day in the sun I was fairly sleepy, and lately I've been falling asleep on my way home from work and that's a much shorter trip! Waking up and getting off four or five stops past where I should have got off, then walking back home from there isn't much fun.  I've done it three times this month.
Granny napping on the bus!

I made it home without falling asleep, but I did have a nap as soon as I got home.



Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Whimsical Wednesday #54

Welcome back to Whimsical Wednesday!

The day for the googled giggle that gets you over the hump that is Wednesday and sliding down into the weekend.

Today is the last Whimsical day for 2012, Year Of The Dragon.

In honour of all Dragons everywhere, (me and my daughter K) I bring you >>>

Watermelon Dragons

Green Dragon


White Dragon


These food carvers are so very clever!

I love their work, so thank you, whoever did these.

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

thank you Google Images

I went to Google Images, searching for a Christmas Tree to say Merry Christmas Everybody with and found so many that I really liked.

Here are a few.

e-tree

pac-man tree

pencil shaving tree


glass spiral tree

star filled tree

and this for any Elvis lovers out there.
An Elvis adorned tree.

There were plenty of traditional trees, but I thought you'd like to see some a little different. 

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE, HAVE A FABULOUS NEW YEAR
and please, stay safe.




Monday, December 24, 2012

does this make sense to anyone?

Andrew recently put up a post about his spam comments, which reminded me of mine.
The first time I checked the spam folder there were over 800 comments, so I got busy with the delete button.
Now that it is a more manageable size, I'll often read before deleting.

Just last weekend, as I was reading through the spam, (because I like a bit of a giggle now and again),  to check in case any real comments find their way there and in amongst the many, many, many comments offering me cheap short term loans, (no thanks) and cheap medications, (again, no thanks) , I found a few comments that left me a little puzzled.

"....unwell unquestionably come more formerly again since exactly the same nearly a lot often inside case you shield this hike."

What the heck does that mean?
Is this just someone practising their typing?

And there's this one >

"What a stuff of un-ambiguity and preserveness of valuable know-how on the topic of unexpected feelings."

Hmmm......

Another one tells me I have
"an awful lot of text for only having one or two pictures and maybe you could space it out better?"

I think perhaps this person hasn't actually seen my blog, since I post so many photos Picasa is giving me grief over the uploading.

How about this one that was attached to one of my Whimsical Wednesdays >

"Everything is very open with a clear explanation of the issues. It was definitely informative. Your website is extremely helpful."

You've all seen my Whimsical Wednesdays, they're fun, a giggle, but hardly informative or educational.

Someone else is offering me
"software that can do all the hard work of promoting this website so I can finally get 'laser-targeted qualified traffic'...."

Do I need laser-targeted traffic? What is that anyway?

There's one telling me all about the merits of ghd hair straighteners and right in the middle is this sentence;
 " However whale viewing is only attainable from late July to October once the humpback whales migrate."
Then it goes back to describing the benefits of the ghd before continuing with...
"by technique of the chilly Antarctic Sea for the comfortable waters of French Polynesia", 
then we're back to the hair straighteners again.

I fail to see any connection between humpback whales and hair straighteners.

At least once a week I get the one that tells me my content is "rife with spelling mistakes" , well that is probably because I use English spelling instead of American.
And I've learned that if I use videos I could make my posts "pop".

O-kaaay.
 And diet tips, I get lots of those since I wrote about the skirt challenge.
(damn skirt still doesn't fit yet)
(but the jeans button up easier  (^_^)  )

What sillinesses do you get in your spam comments folder?  Apart from the viagra and penis enlargement ones?

Sunday, December 23, 2012

Sunday Selections #100



Welcome back to Sunday Selections!

This once-a- week-meme was originally begun by Kim of Frog Ponds Rock, as a way to showcase some of the many photos we all take, but don't get around to showing on our blogs.

The rules are very simple:-
1. post photos of your choice, old or new, under the Sunday Selections title
2. link back to me, River, somewhere in your post
3. leave me a comment so that I know you've joined in and can come over and see what you've posted.


I usually go with a theme for my Sunday Selections but this week I have just a few photos. 

Death of a Rose

I had five roses in bottles along the shelf, this one hung on the longest.

The colour is so different, so much warmer, when photographed from the kitchen side.

The end.
All five bottles now stand empty in the corner behind the front door.
Waiting for a fresh crop of blooms.




Saturday, December 22, 2012

sticky fingered people

Read this little piece in The Advertiser during the last week.


"Sticky Business

Three people have been arrested in connection with a huge maple syrup heist from a Quebec warehouse which had put a dent in the global supply. 
Authorities never disclosed the exact amount of syrup stolen in August. But the warehouse contained Quebec's maple syrup reserves, which were supposed to hold 4.54 million kilograms, valued at $30 million."

I buy "100% genuine Canadian Maple Syrup", (well, that's what the label says) to pour on my pancakes.
Over here in OZ it comes in small bottles of 200ml,  for about $9 each, but I don't have pancakes every day, not even every week, so it lasts me quite a while which makes the cost a little easier to bear.
Besides, it's the best tasting syrup. 

I'm wondering now what someone would do with 4.54 kilograms of syrup.
What size pancake are they making?

How do you get away with 4.54 kilos of syrup?
Was it stored in bottles? Large tanks?
Did nobody notice huge trucks backing up and taking off again?

Will there be syrup in the store the next time I want to buy some?

Reminds me of the time my mum sat on her front porch and watched a moving van back into a driveway, load all the furniture and take off again. 
She assumed the people were moving out.
They weren't.
They were on holiday for a few weeks and they came home to a completely empty house.
The "moving men" were thieves.

Friday, December 21, 2012

old dogs....new tricks....easy

I love my kindle, I really do.
So many books in one tiny package.

Plus, of course, the kindle user's guide.
Which I have mostly ignored since reading the part about how to download the books.

Every now and again, after finishing whatever book I've been reading, I'll go back to the user's guide and read another chapter of it.
Sometimes it's relevant, sometimes not.

Last night I read how to make "collections" with my books.
I could choose to have a romance collection, a comedy collection, a murder mystery collection, simply by selecting "create a new collection" from the menu choices and typing in a title for it.

I've chosen instead to create collections based on either story characters or authors.
For instance, the author Lee Child writes about a character named Jack Reacher, so I've titled one collection "Jack Reacher", now I have to go through the long, long process of finding each Jack Reacher story (24 of them) and adding it to the collection.
 But once that is done, I'll be able to find them just by going to the "collections" heading and scrolling through those.

Another collection is titled Stephanie Plum and this will contain all the stories by Janet Evanovich. 
Including the few that aren't based on Stephanie Plum, Bounty Hunter. 

About 50% of the authors I currently have books from,  have series of tales based on a certain character and finding the next book by scrolling through my kindle based on title or author takes a fair amount of time.

Having these in a collections section will make it easier.
Once I've done the character series books, any other stories I have will be in a collection titled by the author.
Stories where I have only one book by an author can go into a "one-off" collection.

As I download new character stories I can just add them immediately to the appropriate collection.
Pretty cool. 

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Whimsical Wednesday

Welcome back to Whimsical Wednesday!

The day for your weekly googled giggle that gets you over the hump that is Wednesday and sliding down into the weekend.

Mummy, my breakfast is scaring me!

Monday, December 17, 2012

I'm eating salad while my tastebuds are crying out for mashed potatoes

With gravy. 
And onions. 

I don't remember how long ago I started on this latest attempt to lose a few kilos, but I'm sticking with it, (sort of, there's been a lapse or three), and the weight is coming off.

Very slowly, to be truthful, but that was my plan.
I'm too old to be crash dieting, and I certainly don't want metres of empty skin hanging like drapes from my body.
So slow is the way to go and hopefully the skin will adjust and not look too baggy.

I stepped on the scales on Sunday morning and for the first time in a long, long time, the needle stopped below the 70kg mark.

Below!
Woo-Hoo!!
Progress!

It helps that summer fruits are now in the shops.

Yes, I know they have been in the shops for a while, but first pickings are usually a little too unripe (sour) for my taste. I always wait a couple of months and get the riper, therefore sweeter,  second and third pickings.
Nectarines now are nicer than they were six weeks ago, when they were more like cricket balls. Rockmelons are juicier, and Australian cherries are now in Coles, rather than the Californian ones we had a while ago. They're smaller, but sweeter.

And instead of mixing one salad then having a separate plate of fruit for dessert, I mix the sliced fruit in with the lettuce and tomatoes, the cucumber and capsicum.
Add some sliced red onion, a little dressing and there it is.
Dinner and dessert on one plate. 

But my tastebuds are still crying out for mashed potatoes.
With gravy.
And onions.

Imagine how delighted they'll be when next winter rolls around.

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Sunday Selections #99



Welcome back to Sunday Selections!

This once-a- week-meme was originally begun by Kim of Frog Ponds Rock, as a way to showcase some of the many photos we all take, but don't get around to showing on our blogs.

The rules are very simple:-
1. post photos of your choice, old or new, under the Sunday Selections title
2. link back to me, River, somewhere in your post
3. leave me a comment so that I know you've joined in and can come over and see what you've posted.


I usually go with a theme for my Sunday Selections and this week I'm continuing the Christmas theme that is spreading throughout the blogosphere. 

The following are photos of this year's tree, which I had to take twice because the first lot showed images of my kids in the photo board behind the tree. 
I had to hang up a towel to cover it.

Here it is.....My Tree 2012.

The tree, the whole tree, nothing but the tree :)


the bottom,

the middle,

the top.
No accidental photos of any kids in here.
No, no, no. 

oooh! shiny.

I do love sparkle.

finally, the sleigh filled with baubles.
another idea I copied from Kelley.







Saturday, December 15, 2012

they were having the time of their lives

Yesterday, in the rain, I was waiting in the city for a bus to take me home, when I saw a family out walking.
Where? Why? Who knows.
I watched them for a while as they strolled along.

Every now and then, the little boys, maybe three and four years old, would spot a puddle ahead.
They would run like crazy and jump right into it.
They were having the time of their lives. 

Water would splash right up to their shorts, I'm sure their sneakers must have been soaking wet, but no-one seemed to mind. The parents laughed and continued strolling along, then the boys would spot the next puddle and off they'd go again.

Being a city footpath, the puddles were shallow, but they still held enough water to make a satisfactory splash as the boys jumped in.

Then my bus came along,  I hopped on and I rode home remembering days when my own kids had jumped in puddles all the way as we walked home from shops or school.