Sometimes, after a week of not-so-goodness for you, your family, your friends and just about everyone else in the world, the best thing to do is focus on the Chicken of Lurve.
See, isn't that better?
Sometimes, after a week of not-so-goodness for you, your family, your friends and just about everyone else in the world, the best thing to do is focus on the Chicken of Lurve.
See, isn't that better?
Quick. Not much time. Bath running. Stuff waiting. Here we go...
Unchocolating: it was filmed as a TV show by film and sound production degree students. V amusing and distracting. The closest I'll ever get to being on Oprah. I sat on the sofa in front of a huge table of chocolate goodies while the thoughts of 50 teenagers yelled,"Sad old woman who can't resist fattening food. Poor cow." Whatever.
Tessa, she was the therapist, waved a lot of Galaxy chocolate under my nose, we chatted and then she hypnotised me. It worked. I don't know how long it'll last but I have no desire for chocolate. It's not a strong, nauseous anti-chocolate thing. I just don't want it. The weird thing...the strongest feeling is that I don't want to touch it. She asked me to hold a bar of Galaxy and I couldn't. I was going to buy some for Charlie today but couldn't bring myself to pick any up. I hope it lasts.
I've been experimenting with spray varnish on the stones I painted. It's not really working. I think I'll have to brush clear varnish on to them but I'm scared it'll smudge. I've used acrylic paint on the pebbles. What can you experienced arts and crafts types advise?
I also played with carving stamps to brand the little bags I have for the stone sets. Don't like it. So I'm going with Plan A on that.
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'Sony Maroney Stick of Macaroni'for Love Thursday
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Glove puppies. Oh yeah, they're back. I'm warming up my puppy muscles on a birthday present for Evie's best friend. She (the friend) is very fond of Jonesy, who goes to nursery with Evie three times a week, so hopefully it'll be a hit.
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The Threadgoodes are proving to be prolific layers.
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Casey Cat is 18 years old today. He celebrated by going in and out of the back door a lot, eating a lot and sleeping a lot. He rocks. He is immortal. I've lived with him longer than I've lived with any other being; human, feline, canine or otherwise. Happy birthday, Handsome. The guys just voted you in.Paypal is not my friend.
Lisa is. Please support her if she can. She's wonderful, she's talented and she's doing this for all the right reasons.
Laters, taters.
The temperature has dropped again but I'm warming up for a fine weekend.
I went to visit the chooks today. There are four sisters and because four sounds a lot and I don't want to leave one alone, we're going to have two. These two (*bites fist in excitement*).
It's not a great picture I'll grant you but don't fret, there'll be many more once they come home.
Next favourite bit...the name game. I'm going to try to resist Comedy Name Syndrome but I'm not wanting traditional henny names either. Feel free to leave polite suggestions. I'm liking Idgy but Ruth doesn't seem right for a chook. Hmmmmm...
I also collected the two tier rabbit hutch from a Freecycler today. It needs a little patching up but I think it might well do as a fairly long term option for them. They can have a run attached to it and also free range when we're home.
I think they'll be happy to be here and we'll certainly be happy to have them.