Welcome to my blog.

My blog expresses my views and thoughts and in no way intends to offend however that does not guarantee it wont.

I write in a stream of consciousness and sometimes the odd typo or bad grammar may appear - please excuse these.

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Wednesday, October 31, 2012

I Can't Change Even If I Wanted To ...

Today I was watching Ellen for a few minutes while eating lunch before going to physio.

This is what I saw, this is what I heard, this is what spoke to me ... so Tony Abbott and Julia Gillard - it's about time you really listened, as the mother of four beautiful adult children, two of whom are gay, they deserve to marry if they choose to, just like my other two children ...

I can't change even if I wanted to ... listen to that beautiful voice, really listen  ... my love, my love, she keeps me warm

Don't we all deserve that??

Saturday, October 27, 2012

The Best $5 Ever Spent

Around 15 years ago (maybe a little more), I spent $5 at Woolworths on a small rose.

It is still small in structure and now grows in a medium-large sized pot.  It gets full sun in the morning, it gets regularly battered by strong easterly winds, sometimes cooked in scorching summer conditions, only watered every other day, but it delivers, year after year.  The best $5 I have ever spent.

 It is called a Chameleon Rose, and as you will see, it's name is well deserved.

It starts as a sunny yellow bud with a touch of hot pink on the edges

Before turning almost apricot in colour

 A few days later the pink begins to over take the apricot which is softening to cream

Before the cream turns to white and the pink is at full intensity

Then the pink slowly fades towards the end, leaving a delicate aging white bloom

And the best thing, is that at any given time there are all the stages on the one rose bush.
Isn't it beautiful?

Thanks for popping by, hope you are having a great weekend. xxx

Friday, October 26, 2012

A New Rooster in the Henhouse

Meet the newest addition to our garden ... Roger.

Isn't he a beauty??  

I hope Roger manages to keep his brilliance in this hot summer, I know that I shall enjoy his company when wandering in the garden.

He joins my 2 African Storks and Hoot the fairy garden owl.  I'm loving adding more than just plants to our garden.  Do you have any garden art?

Thanks for popping by xxx

Friday, October 19, 2012

Flower For Friday

I popped out early this morning and snapped some of the happy faces flowering in my garden, then nearly missed the Flowers for Friday post I planned to do as I got busy during the day.

I have loved pansies (and violas) for many years, they remind of my Grandma Win, I think she used to plant them in her garden in North Perth, I seem to remember their smiley faces along the path with the soldier boys and gerbras.

As I look out the kitchen window, I can easily see the bright yellow ones smiling at me, they make me smile each and every time.  As they are coming to the end of the flowering time, I thought I better snap these photos before they are gone.  There are many and varied colours grouped together under the leafless frangipani tree, but I have only taken photos of a few to share.

A couple of weeks ago I found these gorgeous little orange and purple violas (sold as pots of colour) and just had to have them as well (they look much more yellow in the photo then the orange that they actually are).  Hubby potted them all together in one of our half wine barrels and they are a delight to behold.

Hope they bring a smile to your face too.

Have a great weekend, thanks for popping by xxx

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Restoring My Faith In People

On Tuesday night I had the pleasure of meeting up with my beautiful friend Robyne, she has been a friend to me for around 41 years!  We see less of each other now, in fact it has been 12 months since we last met up and shared a meal together, but our friendship is such that we just fall back into talking to each other like we only saw each other the day before.

We have vowed to try and see each other more regularly, but we both work and have lots of other commitments, so if it doesn't happen, neither of us will get offended because that's how we roll.

So after a delicious meal at Bistro Guillaume at the Crown Metropol (used to be Burswood) of French Onion Soup and a whole (deboned) Whiting served with some fancy French chips and the most delicious bread and real butter, we sat around and chatted for a while before heading off home.

[Okay I know I am not the best food blogger, but you have to try this restaurant, it is divine, from the decor to the meals and especially the service ... I give it 5 stars, lets hope it stays that way]

Now Robyne's daughter had dropped her off so I was driving her home, it is sort of on the way and gave us more time to chat!  So we paid for our parking ($20!! now that's gone up with the new name) we headed to the exit.  But I somehow dropped the ticket down between the seat and the console and no amount of moving my seat, using various pens and other thin objects could I get the ticket that would allow us to exit.

To add to the stress, some ignorant woman pulled up behind me and yelled at me to reverse so she could get out.  Not sure where she wanted me to reverse to, as she was behind me and there was a car behind her.  I nearly told her I would reverse right up her Jaxie if she wasn't careful.

But I remained calm, and pushed the intercom button on the exit machine, told them my problem and asked them to help, to which the stupid man replied ...

Oh we can't do anything if you don't have a ticket!!!  Seriously????  He repeated this four times - really helpful dude - NOT.

And all the while the line was getting longer and the woman behind me looked like she was going to kill me.  Someone even started tooting!

So I asked if I could just put my credit card in the machine and pay again, so he says yes, and then asks did it work ... Of course it didn't you idiot, the card won't fit in the slot.  So we go back to, well I can't do anything if you don't have a ticket.  SERIOUSLY DUDE IF YOU DON'T GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE THERE IS GOING TO BE PARKING LOT RAGE.

Then two pedestrians came to my rescue, they just walked over and said ... Let us help, we have long skinny arms and hands, and I was like WHAT???  But they got down on their hands and knees and one held her iPhone (on the torch app) and other nearly crawled under my seat and with lots of puffing and huffing she finally held up the ticket.  I nearly kissed her on the spot.  And without further ado, or the chance to adequately thank them, they picked up their stuff and walked off.

These gorgeous young woman, dressed in black jeans and black shirts, with spiky black hair, arms covered with tattoos and lots of piercings, restored my faith in their generation.  I always try not to judge a book by it's cover, but I am human and so often fail.  But this really bought home that message.

And I really should ring the Crown Metropol and tell them about the end of my evening and their really unhelpful man on the other end of the intercom, but seriously I just can't be bothered.

p.s I'm off to hospital to have my back injections so I have schedule this post.

Thanks for popping by, hope you are having a great week xxx

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

In My Green Cocoon

As mentioned before in an earlier post, my menopausal musings have lead me not towards purple, which is so often the tone that menopausal mummas drift towards, but to soft greens with lime tones - just look at the picture that is the basis of my blog background and you'll get the idea.

I even have my own shady green cocoon, this is the scene from where I sit in my study, isn't it glorious??

My gorgeous shady green cocoon is provided by our Cecil Brunner climbing rose, which has now outgrown the supports and has grown (fallen) over to touch the eaves of the house.

There is a tunnel of rose branches and leaves you need to walk through as you wander down the garden path towards the front of the house.

Soon my green cocoon will be dotted with beautiful soft pink flowers (I'll add some photos taken last year further down).  It is truly a lovely scene to behold each time I sit down at the computer.

With the blinds open but not pulled across (around 9.30 am), and this photo does
not do justice to the glorious colour

With the blinds drawn to the left

Of course it brightens as the sun moves over the house.  My recently installed wind chimes which you can just see at the top right of the window, provide a tinkling musical backdrop to my day.

Lovely little pink delights

And of course, Max loves to sit and look out the window
(photo from another day)

There is a new addition to the fairy garden that my middle grand-daughter loves to visit, you can spy him just to the right of my computer in the photo above, but here he is in all his glory.

A colourful dragonfly now sits above the fairy garden below

Hopefully soon the walls of my study will be painted in green (if hubby ever gets around to it), and so my green cocoon will be complete.

Thanks for popping by, I hope you are having a glorious day where ever you are.   xxx

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

The Vagina Monologues (well my version anyway)

Does anyone else out there, get a little freaked out when you get the letter that your Pap Smear is overdue from the Department of Health?  Maybe it is just a WA thing, but I kind of freaks me out that a random government computer knows more about my vagina than I do!!

And then there are the reminders about mammograms - I just hope it is the same random government computer as the one about my pap smear, I mean just imagine if it is a whole bank of government computers knowing about my lady parts!!!  Horror : )

But on a serious note, do you keep your regular check ups in your diary, does your doctor's surgery remind you or do you just fly by the seat of your pants with these things, which is what I do.  I wait until I get the reminders and then make the appointments, although my doctor's surgery also sends me a reminder as well so it is hard to forget them.

So the appointment is made and hopefully, fingers crossed the results are all clear.

And just so I can share a little more, but not about me, my daughter's doctor has Aspergers (well we are pretty sure she does) and she gives a monotone monologue account of what she is doing and when my daughter was re-enacting the whole experience to me on the phone last night I nearly wet myself laughing.  At least my doctor is a little more laid back about what she is doing down there.

Thanks for popping by xxx

Monday, October 8, 2012

All My Friends Are Getting Married ...

... well not all my friends!  But tomorrow is my Dad's wedding day.  Finally after 35 years living together my Dad and his girlfriend are tying the knot.  Not bad for 80 and 71 years old.

I wasn't invited to the wedding and found out via my Dad's girlfriend, all of which initially made me very sad, but I am going to be there, I didn't give them a choice and I hope they have many happy years in front of them.

Congratulations Dad and Pam xxx

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Too Heavy

My hair is too heavy for my head
My head is too heavy for my neck
My eyelids are too heavy for my eyes
My emotions are too heavy for my heart

And so I am going to bed
For I can not wait for this day to end



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