W.I.P

Work in Progress, painting number 1.

I had the day off work due to tummy bug, so sat down with the brushes and had a bit of a go in between trips. Still needs a lot more detail, which I will add shortly. Keep ya posted.

Love is all around

Jessy Scattini, a very talented 17 years old, has written some very deep peotry about her mother, who by the way is a mother of 6. I so love this family. What other 17 year old writes love poems for her mum?

Ive got permission to share it with you.


Mum, I wrote something for you.........

The Warmth

All around there's beauty.
I can see for miles.
An endless horizon, and I can feel the warmth.

The sky holds the star of life,
I shield my eyes from it's blaze.
A blanket so bright, and I can feel the warmth.

Beneath my feet the long grass it tickles,
So soft and yellow.
I run my hands through it as I walk, and I can feel the warmth.

The wind it blows over the land,
Like a thousand free spirits.
I lift my face to the breeze, and I can feel the warmth.

The hand in my own grips softly,
The grip of motherly love.
I squeeze my mother's hand, and I can feel the warmth.

Her arms they embrace me,
It is here I feel at home.
Because she loves me, I can feel the warmth.

****

Thanks Jessy Girl. love ness xxoo

Coincidences

Today two amazing things happened.

1. I couldn't find Radcliffes mate in the fish bowl and still haven't. Radcliffe has a supercilious smile on his lips. Then when I arrived at work I noticed the fish that always sits on my desk in a bowl, owned by Belinda had moved. On further inspection Belinda couldn't find her fish either. In the end she went on hands and knees looking for him (Cadbury) on the floor and found that he had taken his own life by flinging him self over the edge of the container he was in. It was a sad moment and to tell the truth, I was choking back the sobs, especially when Belinda wrapped him carefully in a tissue, while I sung a few notes of Amazing Grace. Shes taken him home for burial in the family plot. Gee I hope she remembers to take him out of her handbag....

2. I went to this AWESOME ladys house today to help with some IT stuff for a choir I am in. Ive been tossing up whether I should undertake more volunteering. After a while we started talking and realised she could do with some more help, so I offered to spend time volunteering for her as I cant really do committees and its the politics that I don't understand. I found it hard telling her the truth about how I see her situation because shes actually said previously to the choir that she wont be around for ever. To actually say that back to someone was really hard and I felt like bawling, especially since I hardly know her. Amazingly she sees it as a gift because I have assessed her situation correctly and her dream is to get her life time collection of music she has created in some sort of order before she either dies or goes senile. The coincidence in this is that she thinks Im the gift and I think shes the gift. I just know I will be stepping up to the next level with help of this talented and good person.

Thank you Father for all the things you have sent me recently and especially the gift of GRACE!

Rain Lovely Rain

Its been so nice having some humidity in the air and the rain has washed everything off and it looks all bright and shiny outside.

Jen returned from the coast today. Looks like Nanny and Poppy are exerting there rights as adopters. I kept looking at the door for her. Bloody sook.

Missed Mass this morning due to the daylight saving. I was really looking forward to hearing St Cecilias Choir and spending some quality time with my beautiful friend Sandy. Missed out on both.

Felting

Finally got my CD of the Monks of Kuer Moussa and its been worth the wait.

I dont know why, but I just went out to Craplight and brought 3 pieces of fabric, threatening to make a dress and two scarves. May be because I went to the felting workshop this morning on how to felt using a orbital sander, which now after seeing the demonstration , its the way to go. I must have got all inspired.

Displaying a piece of felting that has a real indigenous feel to it. Up the top it has like little logs that are inserted through one side and poke out the other. Pic doesnt really do it justice. Spoze you had to be there..

I kick myself for shopping at Craplight, but theres no other decent competition. The owner is a mean bitch with money and charity. She never has enough staff on so us mugs accept that and stand there for 10 minutes waiting to be served. Its so hard on the staff.

Bye Miss Ebberle

Im so exhausted this morning coz, I was driving a taxi around in Melbourne all night. I even did a burn out in the mall before pulling up in the 2 minute taxi stand, to get over the adrenaline rush. Can you believe it...people kept getting in the passengers seat and telling me in a very unfriendly way where they wanted me to take them. When I told them I was just resting for 2 minutes they got out of the cab, slamming the door and shouting "ARSHOLE". Bloody Melbourne people are soooo rude!!! The word Malaka featured quite heavly during this scene.

Then I woke up.




These two sheilas have the same colour hair.





Thanks for coming to stay Ebbs. I always feel nourished, spiritually, mentally and physically after spending time with you, my friend.

Door shoes

Yesterday, when I got home from work Ebbs' shoes were kicked off at the front door. I never really know how much I missed seeing shoes at the front door of my home, till I saw them.

Ive also been doing a lot of slow cooking and find I can almost trick myself into thinking some one has broken in and whipped me up a nourishing meal for my tea.

Its these small things that you miss when you live alone.

JC

No mistake - SHE IS HERE.

The way you know the seasons changed.

A hurricane's hurtling towards something invisible

with a mighty force of indignation.

Slowly,

relenting and allowing the whitest pin point of light,

to creep between the cold drops of the rainbow,

on a gray winters day.

Water Lillies @ Floriade

Yesterday I was trying to upload 3 photos and the program kept crashing, that why this entry was wordless for a day. Monets water lillies are so inspiring and I just love the shapes of these gentle plants, that huddle together without damaging each other. Living water, so strong and supportive....

Self Scan

BigW have self scanning now in the express lane for small items. How amazing is that? You need to have a card to make the sale and commonsense as well so there is a lot of multitasking involved. Lucky Ori was there to guide me thru the whole processes.

After that, I thought bugger it - Ill go down to the library and self scan some books and disc. I'm on a roll now. Wondering if mammograms are going to feature in this way in the future.

Feelings

Dad ran away yesterday and left me all alone with Jenny. Speaking of Jenny, Slavko has agreed to take her and said I can come and visit any time I like. Its all coming together now, loan application approved, stamp duty to be paid & time to commit to a budget again.

So much for having good feelings about getting a job. Missed out, but glad of the opportunity to interview.

Start a new IT job on Thursday and looking forward to that.


Pic of home made pickled onions as per Dads instructions

Dowling Street Crew

Lunch at Tossers again. Dad with Serena, Janet and myself.

Daily Routine

Dad assumes the position to read the news. The news fix by paper, TV and radio are all part of his day. Got the salt and scotch bottle at the ready as well.

Misses

Miss Scott and Miss Ebberle, looking rather full in the face after breaky at the Savoury Bite. I really like this photo, that's taken by Dad.

Back Home

2500km in 3 days leaves you with nuthin much more in your head but the road. Well worth the trip to farewell my uncle. The only uncle that has ever really loved us. Fought for his country, sustained a family of 10, and was one of the best humour artists I've had the joy to know. One of his statements when he was hungry was "I could eat a babys bum through a cane chair, I'm so hungry". Only a certain generation will get this one but its priceless.

Pattersons Curse in full bloom. Pleasing to the eye, but not sure what it does to country.

Princess

Just enjoying my time with dad. Hes done lots of repairs for me.

Went to see the unit again yesterday and its looking very nice. Only the cleaners to do there bit and the carpet to be laid now.

We are heading over to Victoria for a few days for the funeral of my uncle.

Dad trying to look like Bono.

Floriade 2007

Rev heads on the scooters. Dad had to wear the leather jacket in case he come off. He had a double layer of leather and mould to protect the precious little gentleman.

Offers/acceptance

Yesterday I was asked if Id like to try my hand at helpdesking. After renegotiating how many staff I will supervise, it started of as a cast of thousands,I accepted on a temporary basis. Thing is on Tuesday next week I will hear about the last lot of recruitment I undertook. I have good feelings about this outcome.

When I told my old branch they were not very happy and said congratulations, that's nice but don't get your hopes up because this is not what we want. Took me all my time and diplomacy to not go there and I was very pleased that I acted real professional like. Anyway after a couple of hours they came back to me telling me that they will approve the extension but after that, no more extensions will be given and I will either have to find another job or return to what ever job they see fit to give me. I remember reading a book once, how to win friends and influence people but I don't remember this scenario being in it!

Radcliffe Scott

Jenny and I were talking about her imminent adoption and we got really sad, howling in fact. She suggested I should get a newer, improved model for a pet. I said "like what?", she said "do I have to spell it out for you.... F -I-S-H".

I'm now wondering if her self esteem will be effected by this new addition to the family.