Sometimes on the way to your dream,

you get lost and find a better one.

Friday, January 31, 2014

Wednesday's Words on a Friday



On Wednesday’s, Delores, from Under The Porch Light, has a meme which she calls

“Words for Wednesday”.

She puts up a selection of six words which we then use in a short story, or a poem.

I’m hopeless at poetry so I always do a story.

It’s a fun challenge…why not join in?

This week's words are:

1. billowing
2. ancient
3. monolithic
4. fish
5. burrow
6. court

there are also a couple of photo prompts, one of which I will not use today.

Here is my story:



Daphne stood in the cobbled fore-court and gazed up at the billowing clouds sailing past the monolithic turrets of the ancient castle. 

When she'd learned that her great-uncle Daniel had left her an old castle in his will, she hadn't imagined anything this grand. She'd thought of a crumbling old ruin, suitable only for demolition. 
But this!  This was a grand home, in good....well, reasonable.....repair and definitely habitable, in spite of being 200 years old. Small for a castle, but still much bigger than the mansions in town.


Daphne could wait no longer to get a look inside and start counting bedrooms, checking out the kitchen. Hoping there was an inside laundry. 

Walking towards the huge front door, Daphne glanced into the pond surrounding a fountain. It still held water, but was dark and murky and a little smelly, it would need a lot of cleaning before it could be stocked with fish again. "Koi," she thought, "I've always wanted a koi pond."

Burrowing deep into her handbag, Daphne retrieved the big, old fashioned scroll-work key and inserted it into the lock.  She'd have a good look around, turning on lights and taps to check the wiring and plumbing were okay. 


"I should probably flush any toilets I find too," she thought. "They'll need to be in working order before I think about inviting the gang here." 


We could have a house warming dance.
 
 
 

Thursday, January 30, 2014

I'm going to make this a regular thing

Last Tuesday I took the day off from blogging, reading blogs, almost a total non-computer day, all I read were my emails, then I shut it down and had the day to myself.

I didn't have any outside appointments, no shopping needed to be done, the laundry was all caught up.
Nothing to do at all.

So.....

I slept a lot, read a bit of my book, a bit on the kindle, ate icecream....it was great.
A whole me day.
I haven't had one of those in a long while.
(I didn't even cook dinner, had a sandwich instead)

So I'm going to do it again. 
Next Tuesday.
And every Tuesday.

I should be able to make a sizeable dent in the stack of books on my bedside chest.

Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Whimsical Wednesday #108

Welcome back to Whimsical Wednesday!


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


ever wondered what those animals were saying?

Now you know.

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

taking a break today

I can't think of a single thing to post and I'm feeling a bit washed out.

I'll spend the day napping and reading, see you tomorrow!

Monday, January 27, 2014

last week's TV news (aka don't eat that)

well, it was actually A Current Affair I heard this on.
An article on being aware of food poisoning from fast food outlets. 

They run these stories a few times a year, inspectors going around with thermometers finding places where hot chicken is 19 degrees instead of the recommended over 60, sushi is 16 degrees instead of the recommended under 5 degrees, that sort of thing.

Featured within the story was an interview with a woman who had eaten something and spent nine days in hospital severely ill. 
It happens...but here's the part that stunned me.

She told the interviewer she'd noticed (tasted?) something wrong with the first bite, but continued eating at least half of her kebab before ditching the rest in the bin.

What?? 
Something seems off and you keep eating??

Wouldn't you spit out that first off mouthful and take the kebab back to the vendor?
Inform him the meat is off?  (or something else in the kebab isn't right)

If something doesn't taste wrong, then continuing to eat is more excusable, but knowingly eating something that your mouth tells you is bad is inexcusable.
If the woman is reading this, then I'm sorry, but that's my opinion. If it tastes wrong, don't eat it. 

My own sense of taste and smell is quite sensitive. I don't know how many* times I detected "off" items coming through my checkout and warned the customer, who then did not purchase that item.

Most common? Those pre-packed bags of potatoes with one in the middle gone bad.
Next? Bags of oranges with one mouldy one, I can smell that from a couple of metres away.
An occasional package of mince, or some deli meat, but those were rare. 

*(not all that often considering I worked there 10 years, don't get panicky and start boycotting stores)

So here's a tip. If you bite into something and it's a little....not quite right....don't eat it. Take it back. If you are home already, phone in, the vendor needs to know.
Not only are you saving yourself, you are also saving others who would have purchased that item.
By taking it back, the vendor knows to remove that item from sale, so he is then saving others health and incidentally keeping himself from getting sued....thus saving his business.


Sunday, January 26, 2014

Sunday Selections #156



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.
4. hop on over to TheElephant’s Child to see more of her wonderful photos.

Kath and Andrew often join in as well, although Kath has been quite busy lately and unable to join us.
There are several other participants now though:
Jackie K at WorkingThrough It

I usually go with a theme for my Sunday Selections and this week I'm continuing with a few photos from my Port Pirie trip.

When the railway lines were removed from the main street, decades ago, nobody really cared what happened to them. As far as I know. I could be wrong.

But when some tracks were removed more recently from the Pirie South railway station, they were used to create artworks which are on display along Wandearah Road, following along close to the new miniature tracks. 

I didn't photograph every single one, just a few, but I think you'll agree they're pretty clever and quite nice to look at.

clicking to enlarge will enable you to see the designs more clearly.














I think they're all very clever, I know I wouldn't have thought to do anything like this with a heap of scrap iron.I'm just not artistic enough to see the possibilities.

Then there's this......

painted stobie pole. Isn't it just so...fun? I love it.







Saturday, January 25, 2014

It seems something has bitten me

Doesn't look like a vampire bite...it isn't on the neck either.

Probably not a werewolf or zombie, it's much too small.

And I didn't feel anything, just woke up with an itchy red patch just over a week ago.

It looked rough as if I had scratched it in my sleep, so I assumed it was a hive, (I get hives now and again), dabbed it with Dettol antiseptic and forgot about it. Until it itched again. I dabbed it again and forgot about it. Until....well...you get the picture.

By the next day it still hadn't disappeared, usually an itchy hive would be gone a day later.
And I never get the red patch around a hive, just the itchy little pimple.


this is it today, see that tiny "hole" in the centre?
Site of the bite I reckon.
The red patch around it was larger yesterday, you might be able to make out the pink wider edge and where it goes down towards the armpit a bit?  All of that was almost as red as the bit around the bite, probably from scratching. In my sleep.

a clearer look?
Anyway, it itches occasionally, I forget that it is there until I scratch, then I apply more Dettol antiseptic.  And hope it will go away soon.  Or at least stops itching.
It doesn't hurt and I'm not sick from it, so it isn't a bite from anything venomous.
I'm not concerned, (much), but if it doesn't disappear in the next week, I'll see my doctor.

Do earwigs bite? I get them inside, they come through the cracks under the skirting board.
I have spiders too, I found a dead one in my summer pyjamas drawer in between two pairs of shorts.


Friday, January 24, 2014

Wednesday's Words on a Friday



On Wednesday’s, Delores, from Under The Porch Light, has a meme which she calls

“Words for Wednesday”.

She puts up a selection of six words which we then use in a short story, or a poem.

I’m hopeless at poetry so I always do a story.

It’s a fun challenge…why not join in?

This week's words are:

1. window
2. dimple
3. agitate
4. entertain
5. flannel
6. dumpster

here is my story:

Mike's job was to entertain the baby while his mum foraged through the supermarket dumpster for that day's dinner. He'd half filled the bucket with water and a squirt of bubble bath from a bottle salvaged at another dumpster last week. As he washed her face and hands with a flannel, Mike kept watch through the car window.
That beat cop had noticed the car again yesterday and was becoming suspicious, Mike had seen him staring at the licence plate. If he found out Mike and Ally were living in the car with their mum, there'd be social workers coming to take them away.
Mike agitated the soapy water to create more bubbles and watched Ally's dimple appear as she laughed and clapped her little hands. 
When his mum came back with a loaf of day old bread, and some over ripe fruit, Mike mentioned the cop. His mum sighed. 
"Time to move on then," she said. "Maybe I can get a job in the next town."

Thursday, January 23, 2014

here's a surprise

Do you all remember the two cats that have adopted my daughter's yard?

Not as a permanent home, they just hang around until someone feeds them, then disappear.


the grey tabby, who turned out to be pregnant and had her babies just before Christmas,

and the black and white, who we have been calling Gus.

Now for the surprise....Gus is a girl!!

And pregnant.
I saw her yesterday.
Definitely pregnant.

Fairly close to birthing too, if her discomfort yesterday is any indication.


Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Whimsical Wednesday #107

Welcome back to Whimsical Wednesday!

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


Bearthoven.
Any requests?

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

things don't last the way they used to

I have one of those expanding file carry thingys that I keep my bills and receipts in.

Looks like this.......

but it has a broken catch. See it up there? Broken. b.r.o.k.e.n. Broken.



So every time I picked it up to put something in or take something out or just to check on something, the whole thing would gape open and hang heavy.

Quite annoying and I'd been putting up with it for years. I don't remember how long ago I bought it, but the catch has been broken since I moved here. That's over two years now.

So I bought a new one.



They're only $5.95, why didn't I buy one years ago?
What do you mean...because I'm a cheapskate?
That is not the reason.
Not at all.

Why then?

The files. I transferred the files from the old case to the new and it took me hours! 
(at least two, maybe two and a half, I didn't check the clock when I started) 

I had to go through everything, check it all, weed out the outdated and unnecessary. 

There were receipts in there for things I no longer had, and one section labelled 'warranties' had those little warranty cards that come with all appliances. Some of those are current, more than a few were for appliances that had long since died and gone to appliance heaven. Receipts dating back to 2008 for old Christmas gifts I'd bought.
Had a ripping time with those, filled the wastebasket completely!

By the time I was finished it was past my dinner time, but I wasn't hungry at all, so just had a tuna salad sandwich, so I wouldn't wake up starving in the middle of the night.

The new expanding file case looks the same as the old at first glance, but the handle is different, a little less sturdy. I hope the catch holds out as long as the old one did.

Monday, January 20, 2014

it helps if you make your food look attractive


when it's too hot to cook, but you know you'd better eat something, because if you don't you know your stomach will haul itself into the kitchen and devour everything in sight while you're not looking.

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Sunday Selections # 155



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.
4. hop on over to TheElephant’s Child to see more of her wonderful photos.

Kath and Andrew often join in as well, although Kath has been quite busy lately and unable to join us.
There are several other participants now though:
Jackie K at WorkingThrough It

I usually go with a theme for my Sunday Selections and this week I'm continuing with some of the photos I took while in Port Pirie.

On my long walk past the old high school, along Wandearah Road, through Solomontown to the beach, I saw an interesting item just a little way past the old railway station. Not the one in Ellen Street, which is now a museum, but the one opposite the high school sports oval. 

I don't recall ever seeing this while I was living there, I think it was constructed as part of the sights to be seen by kids taking a ride along the miniature railway.

mini railway tracks, I'm guessing they loop around a little way further along.


I followed the tracks for a while and found this old stone water tank and windmill. Constructed to look as if it has been here for a hundred years or more, well, the water tank anyway. The windmill is quite obviously newer.

I like the stonework here. Many historic old homes in South Australia were built in just this manner. 

The windmill. I wonder if this is a working model? Perhaps it gets primed and pumps water during tourist season? While the mini railway is in operation?

there's a narrow well under the windmill which suggests there may be water down below.

I do like windmills

on the other side of the water tank is a trough....in olden days such a trough would have been for stock feeding, with water pumping into it whenever the wind blew the mill. 

The pump mechanism between the tank and trough looks newish as does the trough itself, being made of concrete, it wouldn't have been concrete if constructed a hundred or so years ago.