Sometimes on the way to your dream,

you get lost and find a better one.

Monday, March 30, 2015

Musical Monday # 53



Musical Monday

I was introduced to Musical Monday by Delores who copied the meme from another site.

I think it’s a fun way to show off some of the music we like and brighten up our Mondays at the same time. 

I’ll be finding my clips on you tube, so will simply credit that site since there are often so many versions of everything and I wouldn’t want to accidentally credit the wrong artist.

Today’s clip is: Geri Halliwell, a former Spice Girl

It's Raining Men
the beginning of this is copied from Flashdance where the girl is auditioning in front of a panel of judges.

But I love the song, it's alive and makes me feel alive. 

here are the lyrics so you can sing along. 
(I'd like to dance along, but I can't move like that anymore).

ready? Sing! (*~*)

Sunday, March 29, 2015

Sunday Selections # 217



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 The Elephant’s Child to see more of her wonderful photos.
  Andrew often joins in too.

I usually go with a theme for my Sunday Selections but this week I have a random selection.

the new striped marigold I mentioned last week

from the same punnet, more patchy than striped

this gorgeous clear yellow caught my eye, I just couldn't leave it in the nursery.

this is what I found on day three, badly wilted new plantings.
I'd planted them, watered in well, then left them to settle in. Day two saw me in bed for most of the day with a hot water bottle pressed against my spasming back (*~*) when I was able to stagger outside on day three all my new marigolds had wilted in the heat from day two. 
I gave them a good watering immediately and they recovered nicely.

tiny, tiny flowers, smaller than my pinky nail, on one of the freckle plants.

shadows on the shade as the sun began to go down.

stuff dumped on the couch

bored cat

toys the bored cat doesn't want to play with, he'd rather run that little green ball along the snake at 1am when I'm asleep so the sound infiltrates my dreams.










Friday, March 27, 2015

Wednesday's Words on a Friday



On Wednesdays, Delores, from Under The Porch Light, has a word challenge 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. immaculate
2. moratorium
3. flash
4. spendthrift
5. miscellaneous
6. squirrel

and/or: "grungy, grotty globs of goo" I left my (true story) contribution to this phrase in Delores' comment section.

Here is my story:

I thought about getting another deadbolt installed on the front door, three didn't seem to be enough. The back door had newly installed ceiling and floor bolts, perhaps I should get those on the front door instead. 
I'd speak to the security people tomorrow. 
I'd had the windows wired yesterday, anyone trying to get in that way would be met by screeching alarms and the speedy arrival of the police. 

I'd declared a moratorium on the ex and any of his mates just barging in any old time as if they owned the place. 
They didn't of course, I'd inherited this house from my grandparents. 

But Antony hadn't listened to my ban and since he still had his keys and refused to hand them over, he and the sleazy low-life mates, Raffles (Richard) and Buster (Brian) waltzed in to raid the fridge and pantry whenever they pleased, day or night, as well as leaving both bathrooms a soggy mess of wet towels and splattered soap. I hoped the new locks would take care of that.

Those two had managed to coerce weak-willed Ant into a life of petty crime and in a flash of inspiration, I'd divorced him after bailing him out of jail for the third time this year. 
The three of them were wasteful spendthrifts, every ill-gotten dollar disappearing almost as fast as they'd acquired it. 
Hence the raiding of my grocery supply two or three times a month. 

Most of the emergency money I'd managed to squirrel away while married to Antony was now gone, having paid for his latest bail bond and the new deadbolts. I rather hoped their next foray into criminal activity would see all three of them sentenced to jail, bail denied.

I scooped a stack of miscellaneous receipts off the kitchen counter and locked them in the desk, then set about unpacking and storing my groceries. 
When I was finished, I glanced around at my immaculate kitchen and living room, satisfied they would stay that way now that Ant, Raffles and Buster could no longer get in.

Thursday, March 26, 2015

Thursday Thoughts # 39

from One For The Money by Janet Evanovich

"....I shuffled into the kitchen and stood in front of the refrigerator, hoping the refrigerator fairies had visited during the night. I opened the door and stared at the empty shelves, noting that food hadn't magically cloned itself from the smudges in the butter keeper and the shriveled flotsam at the bottom of the crisper."

"I flopped onto my bed, spread-eagle on my back. This was my thinking position when things appeared to be futile. It had obvious advantages: I could nap while I waited for something brilliant to pop into my mind."


today's thoughts 

I'm giving up eggs. 

Not entirely, so perhaps I should clarify.
I'm giving up fried eggs and scrambled eggs, both of which I love, but I'll still use eggs to make pancakes and other yummy things that need eggs. 

Chocolate cake for instance. 
Chicken Schnitzels.

Sometime ago, here in Australia, there was a problem with chickens on the farms that supply the egg companies. 
I don't recall what it was, but many chickens were destroyed and this caused an egg shortage.

The shortage wasn't immediately apparent, millions of eggs had already been laid and were available for our consumption. 

A few weeks later there were gaps on supermarket shelves where once there had been boxes of deliciousness. 

Now the egg supply appears to have recovered, the shelves are once again filled with many different branded boxes all claiming to be fresh eggs.
But are they? 
Fresh, I mean. 
How fresh? 
Have these eggs been kept in long term storage?

I ask because they taste different. They taste wrong. They taste stale
Not "off" exactly, but not nice and even after coffee or tea, (whichever you drink with breakfast), the stale egg taste lingers in the mouth. 

The white of the egg when fried is the stale (awful) tasting part, the yolk has no flavour at all. Certainly not the yummy richness I've been used to. 
Scrambled, the eggs just taste stale-not-quite-off, but very certainly not fresh. 

How long do we have to put up with this? I've tried several different brands of eggs and all are the same. 
The one exception was the dozen I'd bought at the local market held on the third Saturday of each month. Free range, from his own chooks.
But I often forget to go there, or just can't be bothered, or I'm too busy.

So there's a lot less eggs being consumed here in this small household. 

Let's move on to a completely different type of egg.

Chocolate eggs. 
Sold by the million every year at Easter. 

For many, many years, my preferred chocolate bunny was the Red Tulip brand. 
The 'giant rabbit' dressed in foil designed to look like the toy soldier on a Christmas Tree. 

Then I discovered the Lindt bunny and bought those for a couple of years, but they're a bit pricey so I switched back to the Red Tulip giant rabbits which had now increased in price to rival the Lindt, but were larger, so the kids got more chocolate for the money.
Then the kids grew up and no longer expected chocolate bunnies from Nanny, so I bought Lindt bunnies for myself. 

Then, one year, Gubor bunnies appeared on the shelves at Coles. I tried one and was hooked.
 Best chocolate ever!! 
So those were what I bought for myself each Easter for several years. 

At some point during those years, Red Tulip was sold to Cadbury, and the chocolate changed.
Still good eating, but less rich, the kind of blandness I'd become used to tasting when eating anything Cadbury. (less cocoa solids in the mix, I no longer buy Cadbury chocolate)

This year, I discovered my beloved Gubor bunnies are no longer available in Australia. I searched online and discovered they are available in New Zealand supermarkets, but that's a long way to go for a silver/blue wrapped chocolate bunny.  
And they don't ship to Australia :(

Last week I was shopping in my local Woolworths and noticed Red Tulip bunnies on special. I thought to myself, "Hmmm, will I or won't I?"

I did. 
I bought a Red Tulip bunny. Took it home, smashed it up, took one bite. 

And threw it away.
Yes, that's right. I threw away chocolate. 

That chocolate tasted like the very cheap nasty stuff available in the $2 shops. 
The stuff with foreign lettering on the label near the English lettering. 
I got the wrapper out of the bin and checked. 
No foreign lettering, but the Cadbury website is listed. 
So they still own the Red Tulip brand, but what have they done to their chocolate? 
It is awful!
So this is another area where I am giving up eggs. Even if they are shaped like bunnies.

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Whimsical Wednesday # 168

Welcome back to Whimsical Wednesday!

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

Something to think about.

Monday, March 23, 2015

Musical Monday # 52



Musical Monday

I was introduced to Musical Monday by Delores who copied the meme from another site.

I think it’s a fun way to show off some of the music we like and brighten up our Mondays at the same time. 

I’ll be finding my clips on you tube, so will simply credit that site since there are often so many versions of everything and I wouldn’t want to accidentally credit the wrong artist.

Today’s clip is: Kay Starr with her #1 hit from 1956 (according to you tube)

Rock and Roll Waltz