Boof

Boof left work today for retirement. I saw him at the Hyperdome Monday and gave him a hug. That's when he told me he was leaving and said he would come to see me tomorrow. True to his word as always he rocked up at about 10:30 and I gave him this card I made at 6am this morning. He had tears in his eyes and gave me a huge smacking kiss on the lips. I didn't expect that but had a cry when he left. I wrote inside that card that when he was in the workplace I felt safe and that there are not many good blokes out there these days. And its true everyone is shafting each other on a hourly basis but Ive learned that eventually the shafters get shafted too so really its a level playing ground in the end. Those that were shafted 3 years ago are now in the golden section and on it goes. Boof never played those games but if he had a problem he certainly let everyone know it. And he trusted his staff to do the job they had agreed to do. When he left a year ago due to cancer and recover his team had a meltdown because they were not used to playing games and their new manager was a game player. One word to sum him up TRUST. Its what I understand.

Happy Travels

I made this dangle for my new supervisor at work who's job I'm doing for the next 8 weeks. Grace is her name and if it wasn't for the grace of Godde we would not have come to this point of my making something to wish her well. Its a challenge when you go to a new job and have a learning disability and totally frustrating for the new team as well as me. By the third day they have worked out something is wrong (even though I tell them that I have Dyslexia before I start) By the sixth day they are yelling at me. This goes on for another couple of weeks until (in most cases) relationships have deteriorated to the point of no return. So after 4 weeks in the current job I have it down pat and the area also manages a young boy with autism, things are going really well and no one has yelled at me for 8 days. Note the counting obsession. This has lead me to creating this art of well wishing. Im please with the graphics most of all because it makes me smile.

PJ Party

Filling up on goffers! Angelika come for the weekend and we had alot of interesting discussions about German/Australian relationships. We did some art and drew our dream houses. While drawing mine she said there is one exactly like that in Bungendore and I said right, pack up we are going there right now. http://www.xgallery.com.au.  More amazingly I received two separate proposals from women my age last week offering ne the chance to co-habitate with them when we get older.  Still trying to process all that because Ive told them I'm strange but they think they can handle my strangeness......*chuckles*

Show Off

Still coming down from my fab trip to Kiama. I love this pic of the light house and the BRIDE. Look closing at the BRIDE. The dark pic is from out my car rear door. It was uncomfortable for a while sleeping in the back of the car but then I found a way to sleep diagonally on the foam mattress and at some time thought the night it started raining and I woke up and said out loud to no one there not even the chair, "thats nice" and fell asleep again. Woops started quoting Neil Diamond (I am I said Song). Speaking of Neil here he is with Johnathon Livingstone discussing whats for tea.
Then there's the pic of me and the man who I have no idea who he is but I offered to take a pic of him and his daughter and then she offered to take one of me and the blowhole sprouting and I said Id rather have one with Dad if you don't mind. Dad was looking at me as if I was someone from Katherine but couldn't resist my styling up on his arm. And of course I loved the whole scene.

Kiama

Got into the car and drove yesterday and ended up in Kiama. Great for the spirit to be next to the ocean.This picture of Kye Davis leaping in to the surf was a once in the lifetime photo. As usual when driving for many hours an epiphany occurred.  I know now that my passion for tassels derives from the shape of the scotch thistle.  I called into a shop in Moss Vale and found this awesome brass thistle that was used in the old day with horses.  It came when I was talking to the Scotsman about it and then it twigged that its a shape my DNA knows. He said its a sad day when a Scotsmans sells his thistle. Even tho he was smiling I felt it wasn't entirely a joke. Thought this funky rubbish bin in Ulladulla easy on the eye.

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My Weather This Morning

This is what come up on my computer this morning after I walked to work with a rather large spring in my step.

YASS

Now the car is fixed I had to escape Canberra. Out to Yass where there was a family connection to the place a long time ago. To their credit this little town, which is often subject to snide remarks from Canberra-ites, had this lovely little sign of poetry up near the visitors centre.