Jasmine’s gone wild
I’ve got a big bush of Jasmine in my backyard. I was here when we moved in and all I’ve ever done to look after it is water it occasionally. It keeps wanting to CLIMB and since our backyard is fenced in by brick walls, the only way it can climb is UP.
Since last spring, it’s climbed up to our Nightshade Tree and now resembles something more like the remains of a tin of paint thrown up against a horizontal surface:
When the Jasmine’s in flower, my favourite thing to do is stand in my backyard and just SNIFF.
Conversation with Dan while watching Supernatural tonight
Me: You can tell that Sam and Dean haven’t had botox – look at all that eyebrow movement!
Dan: Um, we’re older than them, they don’t need botox yet!
Me: No way are we older
Dan: [checking Wikipedia] Okay, Ackles is one month younger than me, two months older than you.
Me: Wait, so Ackles is 31, too?
Dan: [nods] (I’m sure he knew where this was going…)
Me: Woo hoo! I’m in with a chance! I’m off to the States to hook up with Teh Ackles!
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I mean, really:
Pic courtesy of F*ckYeahJensenAckles
Can’t talk, perving.
Did I tell you I found my dream hairdresser?
Normally I mention my new hair pretty soon after the fact (usually because I’m so excited after letting my hair look like crap for far too long).
But my brain hasn’t been able to deal with too much lately.
But I have to tell you about Shazza, my new love. She, of the hairdresser Glitterbox in Newtown.
Loved the whole experience… the salon, the people, the cut, the colour, the other customers. LOVE!
Shazza was recommended to me by a friend and I’m never going anywhere else.
Best part? Shazza explaining her bargain prices: “If I keep the costs affordable, people will keep coming back”. Damn right we will!
When I got home from my first date with Shazza, I tried to get a photo of the back of my head, and failed:
Did a bit better with the second attempt, but not a whole lot:
Either way, Glitterbox = love
My doodle
My notes from a client phone call last night:
Good god my handwriting’s a mess
Also filed under: Work-is-kicking-my-arse-and-all-I-can-manage-are-lazy-posts-like-these
My ring is loose
Can’t believe it’s been almost three months since I got the promotion from girlfriend/defacto to finace.
I can’t string enough words together to explain what I’ve put myself through in terms of planning The Event – and we still haven’t made any real decisions about anything. It reached the point where I’ve banned myself from thinking about it for the time being. (Smart move, Rah).
One thing I’ve tried to do is stay on the healthy wagon. Which is going pretty damn well considering I haven’t done much more than try to eat better. I’m down 3kg overall, including the 1.2kg I lost in the last week.
So while I’m stoked that I’m starting to get a bit more room in my work outfits, the downside so far is that my Beautiful Handmade Diamond Ring doesn’t fit the Correct Finger anymore.
I think it’s also to do with the cold snap in Sydney this week (can Mother Nature please turn up the heating now, kthnxbai). But when I attempt to do the little housework I do and The Ring falls off three times? Yeah, time to keep it in a safe place for a little while.
I hate not wearing it, so after a few days I decided to wear it on the wrong finger – but it’s too loose even for the ring finger on my right hand – so it’s back on my left hand.
Eventually we’ll get our gorgeous jeweller to weave her resizing magic, but I’m in no rush just yet.
Housework! Alert!
I’m not very good at housework (yet another thing I blame on being an ACOA). I listen to friends and colleagues talk about their housework antics and I’m always left feeling incapable of even trying to keep up with them.
I often leave the washing up for “tomorrow”. I did that last night, for instance.
Hello, cockroaches!
Anyways, I’ve been feeling motivated lately and I’ve been doing a bit of spring cleaning as well as being a bit more “regular” housework. The dust storms of this week has heightened the need for… cleanliness.
So today I’ve been frantically working to clear out junk (and donating it to the CPS Op-Shop) and sweeping, vacuuming and mopping all the floors.
It’s a bit of a big deal.
Thankfully, our new security camera captures movement at the back of our place and snapped me MID-HOUSEWORK:
Now, if you excuse me, I need a lie-down…
