Archive for the 'My life' Category



To Lady Chaos

Hey Lady Chaos - thought this might interest you.
Goldie
http://www.australianpoetryslam07.org

Poetry Idol?

Hey Lady Chaos - How did you go last night at Poetry Idol?
Hope you had a literary blast!

GRRRRRRRRRR

GRRRRRRRRRRRRR
Why don’t people pick up their dog’s poo in the park.

An Impassioned Plea

Well after being frozen for the best part of 24 hours the latest batch of posts have just come through on the Nook.
This has been a repeated complaint from everyone who has used this site; Why does it take so long to release posts and comments?
I know that the nook team operates on […]

Divine Guidance

There are very few women who find shopping for clothes easy. If you have short limbs, you are constantly having to take things up. If you are endowed with ample assets, you must put up with clothes that are tight in one area and baggy and ill-fitting in another. If you have a long body […]

The wild, wild west

Hey folks I’m back from the wild west, feeling moderately pleased with myself for managing two 4 hr flights on my own with a 2 1/2 and a 1 1/2 year old ( Al stayed home to hold the fort).
We all had a great time, and have left Nanna and Grampa astonished at how quiet […]

Cheerio

See you in a few weeks folks. Happy Nooking!
PS
Have a great exhibition - I look forward to hearing all about it when I get back.

The Devil Wears Court Shoes

I went to a catholic girls school and in year eleven, as part of our religious instruction, we were required to attend something called “Marriage Encounters”. This involved going to the house of a married catholic couple, along with a group of boys from our catholic brother school, and encountering their marriage. It sounds kind […]

Grumpy?

What’s your “grumpy old man/woman” grumble?
I have two.
The first is how annoying it is that about 8 out 10 shops don’t have their street number written on the front.
The second is people driving into an intersection that isn’t clear, preventing traffic in the opposite lane from turning right!
GRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

Face of War

Last night a question rang out from the television which stopped me in my tracks.
“Is your beauty regime only doing half the job?”
“Beauty regime?” I thought. “What beauty regime?”
Since Alain had fitted the shower filter I no longer even used a moisturiser.
I didn’t have a beauty “modus operandi” or even a beauty “system” let alone […]