Tampon art
Monday, March 3, 2008
Sunday, March 2, 2008
i am how old?
http://www.dayofbirth.co.uk/
Results for 8th September 1982 :
 | You were born on a Wednesday. |
| | Your star sign is Virgo. |
| | The season was Spring. |
| | You are 25 years, 6 months, 23 days old.* |
| | It is 190 days until your next Birthday.* |
| | You are 9,307 days old.* |
| | You are approximately 223,379 hours old.* |
| | You are approximately 804,165,738 seconds old.* |
angry and stinky
ugh. Yesterday, i decided to stop putting off doing the laundry. I rarely ever do any housework on the weekend. Not wanting to spend time away from hubby.. but i had put off doing the laundry all week.. and a girl only has so many underpants, socks and maternity-tops.
2 loads of washing and all of it in one dryer.
I had the whole place to myself, which isn't that unusual.. altho not having Tia around was..
The dryer is half way thru drying the clothes, where i get out all of hubby's work shirts, 1/2 dry. (i find that if they are dry and i squish them into the lil shopping trolley/buggy they get crinkled beyond the ability of my crappy $10 iron. So instead 1/2 dry/wet in the buggy and put on clothes hangers to dry)
half way... i'm very happy playing my DS.. still addicted to my new game.
when teenagers decide they will sit in the laundromat and smoke, all 4 of them. They were definitely under-age smokers. One a girl, didn't buy in straight away that they could smoke in there. But there is a smoker-fill-me-with-cancer-ash bowl that does get used. All 4 of them took up all the seats.. Oh and yeah did i mention they weren't doing laundry, they were waiting and then consuming their chips from next door.. even tho the chip shop has tables n chairs outside.
I wait for the dryer to finish playing my ds, outside the laundromat. As i can't breathe inside, its like putting your head right into a chimney.. my cold is easing up and getting better.. but with that much smoke... damn right pisses me off..
makes me ssssooooooooooooooo want to move out ASAP so i can get my own washing machine again! The lease is over, its now just a waiting and praying game of finding a new place..
i walk in to get the clothes out of the dryer and into the buggy asap.. they wanna look at my underwear go ahead.. do i care?! no..
I leave pretty upset, pissed off.. i stink!!!!!! I'm shocked, i tell myself that the smoke just be in my nose or something.. but no it isn't. i walk in and hubby says 'have you been with a smoker?' err and we can leave out my reply to that! :( My hair stank, my skin stank, my clothes stank.. i had to shower and wash my hair, i couldn't stand it any longer!!!!
Hubby says to me, wow did your hair stink! I am so glad your not a smoker!!!!
2 loads of washing and all of it in one dryer.
I had the whole place to myself, which isn't that unusual.. altho not having Tia around was..
The dryer is half way thru drying the clothes, where i get out all of hubby's work shirts, 1/2 dry. (i find that if they are dry and i squish them into the lil shopping trolley/buggy they get crinkled beyond the ability of my crappy $10 iron. So instead 1/2 dry/wet in the buggy and put on clothes hangers to dry)
half way... i'm very happy playing my DS.. still addicted to my new game.
when teenagers decide they will sit in the laundromat and smoke, all 4 of them. They were definitely under-age smokers. One a girl, didn't buy in straight away that they could smoke in there. But there is a smoker-fill-me-with-cancer-ash bowl that does get used. All 4 of them took up all the seats.. Oh and yeah did i mention they weren't doing laundry, they were waiting and then consuming their chips from next door.. even tho the chip shop has tables n chairs outside.
I wait for the dryer to finish playing my ds, outside the laundromat. As i can't breathe inside, its like putting your head right into a chimney.. my cold is easing up and getting better.. but with that much smoke... damn right pisses me off..
makes me ssssooooooooooooooo want to move out ASAP so i can get my own washing machine again! The lease is over, its now just a waiting and praying game of finding a new place..
i walk in to get the clothes out of the dryer and into the buggy asap.. they wanna look at my underwear go ahead.. do i care?! no..
I leave pretty upset, pissed off.. i stink!!!!!! I'm shocked, i tell myself that the smoke just be in my nose or something.. but no it isn't. i walk in and hubby says 'have you been with a smoker?' err and we can leave out my reply to that! :( My hair stank, my skin stank, my clothes stank.. i had to shower and wash my hair, i couldn't stand it any longer!!!!
Hubby says to me, wow did your hair stink! I am so glad your not a smoker!!!!
Saturday, March 1, 2008
almost....
The first day of march, the first day of autumn. Oh the relief! Summer is O-V-E-R!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hubby, Tia and I went out to the shops, with the thoughts (again) of getting a kitten!
There was kittens, sign said domestic x siamese. however they just look like furball tortoise shell tabbies with blue eyes.. ive never worked out what 'domestic' means other than it could be anything and everything, altho usually something that looks tabby like.
Tia and i went to hunt down the cat food, i realized just how much of a cat food noob i was. Growing up the only cats i got to play with were those at my nans, aunt & uncles and gran n pops house. My nan would have new ones alot of the time usually strays she would befriend and they'd move in. lol. Oh and when we were newly weds, in our granny flat the owner had a fat, lazy, Persian 'Henry'.. he was interesting.. when they went away we would feed him. They would have these packets of fresh meaty looking red blood stuff, fancy stuff for a cat on a diet! It smelt only a bit better than the canned stuff.. bleh!!
After trying to find 'kitten' food and wondering what age was 'furball' (lol) it was located and bought (with me thinking, how am i suppose to know if it prefers snobby sounding lamb over the beef? and been reminded again how nice it is now that cat food comes in beef, free of pilchards, sardines and other unprocessed fish stuff..).
A quick check on litter trays at coles was $8. Hubby said the pet shop ones were $14-$18.. and i said, let's try the $2 shop. Sure enough a kitty tray was found for $2! ^^
Back to the pet shop to find out... that they were 1) covered in fleas. The kitten i wanted was asleep and i could see fleas crawling over its face.. it was twitching, a lady said 'aw its dreaming of being chased by a dog' SAY WHAT?! no its twitching coz its covered in fleas! and how could a kitten know what being chased by a dog is like, when it may have never even seen one.. let alone be chased and lived.. its a kitten.. she must be thinking in 'cartoon' mode or something.
2) that theyve been sold to the pet shop as 8 weeks, but the shop are convinced theyve been lied to. The vet that comes to microchip, worm, vaccinate and de-flea is on in tuesday to do that and will be able to tell how old they really are. And then we have to wait until they really are 8 weeks until we can buy and take it home.
3) we are leaving with cat food and a litter tray and without a kitten.. ah well. Wait for a call on tuesday to let us know when we can buy the one i really like. Guess we have more time to do some paperwork? even tho we don't plan on staying here? Get some kitty litter home, more food and a bed or something for it to play, scratch on.. so i guess waiting isn't all that bad after all.
Hubby, Tia and I went out to the shops, with the thoughts (again) of getting a kitten!
There was kittens, sign said domestic x siamese. however they just look like furball tortoise shell tabbies with blue eyes.. ive never worked out what 'domestic' means other than it could be anything and everything, altho usually something that looks tabby like.
Tia and i went to hunt down the cat food, i realized just how much of a cat food noob i was. Growing up the only cats i got to play with were those at my nans, aunt & uncles and gran n pops house. My nan would have new ones alot of the time usually strays she would befriend and they'd move in. lol. Oh and when we were newly weds, in our granny flat the owner had a fat, lazy, Persian 'Henry'.. he was interesting.. when they went away we would feed him. They would have these packets of fresh meaty looking red blood stuff, fancy stuff for a cat on a diet! It smelt only a bit better than the canned stuff.. bleh!!
After trying to find 'kitten' food and wondering what age was 'furball' (lol) it was located and bought (with me thinking, how am i suppose to know if it prefers snobby sounding lamb over the beef? and been reminded again how nice it is now that cat food comes in beef, free of pilchards, sardines and other unprocessed fish stuff..).
A quick check on litter trays at coles was $8. Hubby said the pet shop ones were $14-$18.. and i said, let's try the $2 shop. Sure enough a kitty tray was found for $2! ^^
Back to the pet shop to find out... that they were 1) covered in fleas. The kitten i wanted was asleep and i could see fleas crawling over its face.. it was twitching, a lady said 'aw its dreaming of being chased by a dog' SAY WHAT?! no its twitching coz its covered in fleas! and how could a kitten know what being chased by a dog is like, when it may have never even seen one.. let alone be chased and lived.. its a kitten.. she must be thinking in 'cartoon' mode or something.
2) that theyve been sold to the pet shop as 8 weeks, but the shop are convinced theyve been lied to. The vet that comes to microchip, worm, vaccinate and de-flea is on in tuesday to do that and will be able to tell how old they really are. And then we have to wait until they really are 8 weeks until we can buy and take it home.
3) we are leaving with cat food and a litter tray and without a kitten.. ah well. Wait for a call on tuesday to let us know when we can buy the one i really like. Guess we have more time to do some paperwork? even tho we don't plan on staying here? Get some kitty litter home, more food and a bed or something for it to play, scratch on.. so i guess waiting isn't all that bad after all.
Friday, February 29, 2008
Trust New idea to screw up
The news is out, thanks to New Idea Australia. About Prince Harry fighting in Afghanistan. Thats a real shame. It was nice of the military to give access to journalists under instructions that it would not be published until prince harry was back safe home.
Truly, i feel sorry for Prince Harry. He wanted to serve in the military ages back, the media got a hold of it and went wild.. then the crazy terrorists went crazy.. Now its likely to happen again.
Its a new Low for New Idea magazine.. ^^ so happy i dont buy it.
Truly, i feel sorry for Prince Harry. He wanted to serve in the military ages back, the media got a hold of it and went wild.. then the crazy terrorists went crazy.. Now its likely to happen again.
Its a new Low for New Idea magazine.. ^^ so happy i dont buy it.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
wee...wee..wee.. all the way home
Its not unusual to see the odd looking bum walking down our street... but 2 in a row?
and both at the fish n chip shop? yes i caved in and went back... theres something about salty foods and colds, i think salt is the easiest thing to taste when you can't taste much due to colds.
For whatever reason that is.
One bum with tatty cheap trackies was leaving with his order. the other was outside smoking. he looked okay-ish, as well as anyone in mis-matched old trackies.. whatever he was smoking, it was the heaviest ciggarette.. totally disgusting, i initially thought something was on fire close by. He was sitting outside but it was coming inside like a tide.. with each breeze came a bad funky smog.
We escaped the fog to the lolly shop. Ah relief!
And the lovely lolly shop lady is so happy to see Tia. I'd swear she had all boys! She loves to see Tia all dressed up!
Back to the chip shop. The smokey man is now sitting inside, waiting on his order still. We sit down Not far away...
oh my gosh that smells like WEE!!!!!!! Oh my gosh it is WEE!!!! Oh?!! IS IT ME? *think about Tiffany* So i think, Tia is fine, she is in her usual tutu which she has worn 4 days straight but shes very good at wearing undies underneath it.. surely if it was Tia i would have noticed earlier?
Is it me? Ok yes, i admit the extreme coughing fits i'm having lately and the sneezing from my pregnancy hayfever do make me go eep *crosses legs, tightens muscles*, i take it as a daily reminder to do pelvic floor muscle exercises. But no this is not the smell of tiny little bit.. this is the true smell of a bigger problem...
The man gets up to receive his order and walks out.. the smell goes..
So it wasn't me at all.. i should have known.. for true if it was me, i'd surely have smelt it all day?!!! I walk home with a smile on my face....
and both at the fish n chip shop? yes i caved in and went back... theres something about salty foods and colds, i think salt is the easiest thing to taste when you can't taste much due to colds.
For whatever reason that is.
One bum with tatty cheap trackies was leaving with his order. the other was outside smoking. he looked okay-ish, as well as anyone in mis-matched old trackies.. whatever he was smoking, it was the heaviest ciggarette.. totally disgusting, i initially thought something was on fire close by. He was sitting outside but it was coming inside like a tide.. with each breeze came a bad funky smog.
We escaped the fog to the lolly shop. Ah relief!
And the lovely lolly shop lady is so happy to see Tia. I'd swear she had all boys! She loves to see Tia all dressed up!
Back to the chip shop. The smokey man is now sitting inside, waiting on his order still. We sit down Not far away...
oh my gosh that smells like WEE!!!!!!! Oh my gosh it is WEE!!!! Oh?!! IS IT ME? *think about Tiffany* So i think, Tia is fine, she is in her usual tutu which she has worn 4 days straight but shes very good at wearing undies underneath it.. surely if it was Tia i would have noticed earlier?
Is it me? Ok yes, i admit the extreme coughing fits i'm having lately and the sneezing from my pregnancy hayfever do make me go eep *crosses legs, tightens muscles*, i take it as a daily reminder to do pelvic floor muscle exercises. But no this is not the smell of tiny little bit.. this is the true smell of a bigger problem...
The man gets up to receive his order and walks out.. the smell goes..
So it wasn't me at all.. i should have known.. for true if it was me, i'd surely have smelt it all day?!!! I walk home with a smile on my face....
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
rushing air
When you sleep on a inflatable air mattress theres a certain sound you don't want to hear. Ever... especially NOT after the shops have closed! And for the hole to be on the plastic side of the bed not the velvet side.. (the patches that come with the mattresses dont work on the upper side if its soft, velvety-ish no, they are for holes on the other side of the air mattress.) As i am told and have seen demonstrated by hubby.
But still when your faced with sleeping on the hard double bed futon couch (with a preggy belly person) You attempt surgery on the air mattress, with the aid of a rubber glue and the patch,, regulary check the mattress (altho a visual check sees it is very deflated) and re-pumping of the bed.
Who knows maybe it will be a night on a bed?
or a night squashed on the hard couch?
or on a carefully constructed line of cheap small cushions for one of us? (it could possibly go from head to butt.. and thats about it.. )
Sleep well Friends.
But still when your faced with sleeping on the hard double bed futon couch (with a preggy belly person) You attempt surgery on the air mattress, with the aid of a rubber glue and the patch,, regulary check the mattress (altho a visual check sees it is very deflated) and re-pumping of the bed.
Who knows maybe it will be a night on a bed?
or a night squashed on the hard couch?
or on a carefully constructed line of cheap small cushions for one of us? (it could possibly go from head to butt.. and thats about it.. )
Sleep well Friends.
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