25 Wednesday Jan 2012
Ooh, I’m a sucker for ribbon. I can remember sitting at my Nanna’s table learning how to make crepe paper rose bouquets. I must have been about 9 years old. My Mum does every kinda material craft, and me? I’m a beginner at more craft types than you can poke a stick at with too little time to practice them all… Oh, and I am sucker for ribbon.
24 Tuesday Jan 2012
22 Sunday Jan 2012
21 Saturday Jan 2012
18 Wednesday Jan 2012
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beads, beauty, craft, creativity, photo
Do I need another hobby? No!
Am I gonna start a new hobby? Yes!
Better start saving…..*sigh*
17 Tuesday Jan 2012
17 Tuesday Jan 2012
Oh I do love a red carpet! The “Big 3” began today with the Globes, next is the BAFTAs and then the Academy Awards.
Ladies and Gentlemen, the Golden Globes.
* All photos pinned via news dot com, taken by someone with a bag full of fabulous gear and works the job of my dreams.
15 Sunday Jan 2012
I am devastated that we are seeing the end of an era in Indian cricket. So many world class players seem to have lost their edge on this summer tour. They were beaten badly in England and today they lost the series 3-0 against Australia at the WACA.
But my heart goes out for Tendulkar. Such a lot has been made of his “destiny” to score his 100th century and he hasn’t come close. I hope he gets it in Adelaide – the last test match here. He’s such a glorious batsman to watch when he plays and we haven’t seen him for any length of time, except in the slips. And that is a crying shame.
14 Saturday Jan 2012
Never do I have a nap on weekends or holidays. I read or do craft or write. Never nap.
I did when I was younger but remember fighting it. I remember feeling worse for the short lie down. I spent the time struggling to become awake, scared of sleeping too long, worried about all the things I should be doing instead.
Until today. Weird. 2 hours asleep and although I looked more tired on waking, I felt a lot better. You never know, I may even do it again tomorrow.
11 Wednesday Jan 2012
This is the 12 month anniversary of the floods that immersed Queensland, NSW and Victoria. Closest to home, water thundered through Toowoomba, Murphy’s Creek, Grantham, Ipswich and Brisbane.
Our home wasn’t inundated, we didn’t lose anyone we knew. But we watched and waited. We hugged and prayed. We stayed up on vigil, and sent phone bills through the roof. We tweeted and facebooked to connect and to help. We collected and donated. We dug and we scraped. We washed and we dried.
And we’d do it all again.
11 Wednesday Jan 2012
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Breathe. I always have a choice. Always.
10 Tuesday Jan 2012
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Dinner in Brisbane.
Entre – pineapple Zuper-dooper.
Mains – orange Zuper-dooper.
Dessert – cola Zuper-dooper.
07 Saturday Jan 2012
06 Friday Jan 2012
This is my all time favourite book store in Brisbane. Folio Books is one of my go to ‘happy places’. When anything gets me down, I can get an hour’s respite from hell itself standing in front of even one of its shelves.
When I win the lotto, I will spend an OBSENE amount of money in here.
05 Thursday Jan 2012
This is my savior at work. My cup warmer.
No matter how many phone calls, urgent this-or-thats that I have to deal with, it keeps my cuppa hot for me. It’s not a pansy one that plugs into the pc either. It runs on unleaded electricity straight from the wall.
I will protect it always as I’ve never seen another one.
04 Wednesday Jan 2012
Senna and Schumi went into the pond.
Next morning, Schumi could not be seen. I looked high and low. I moved the pots holding the waterlily, the watercress, the baby papyrus. Nothing. I eventually found Senna hiding in the log at the bottom, but no Schumi. So sad.
Until today – SCHUMI WAS BACK!!!!! The world champ is back. I don’t know how he did it, but I’m glad he did.
04 Wednesday Jan 2012
The first day back at work – a conscious choice to temper my responses and be as proactively prepared for the crap that will occur. I will hold in mind that these are good people under pressure making quick decisions without the fullest amount of information they need. Instead of thinking them to be a clusterfck of risk-averse, arse-licking morons with no friggin idea what their work is.
My approach will be to hold the line. HOLD THE LINE.
04 Wednesday Jan 2012
Posted in musings
Once a year I make the effort to get out the tarot and runes. It’s my way to summarise where I’m at at the end of one year and from where I’m beginning the next. The new year being the right time to smack myself in the head over achieving nothing much – achieve nothing towards my plans, not in comparison to anyone else, not at all.
This year’s reading was pretty spot on, but then it would be, wouldn’t it?
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