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Bugger, must've clicked the wrong key or something, lost it all, the next greatest bestseller.
Anyway, where was I? I believe there was something about how my banner was making excellent progress and was going to be making its debut in the next week or 2.
Shit, I hope it looks ok, once its up. Do all the colour scheme stuff on the 'puter, and I think it looks ok. Still, the proof is in the pudding.
I'll stick a phot up, when its done, promise.
Got to get moving on the next project as well, the season is starting at a great rate of knots, and I have no fabric to build anything new. Just about had a barney with him upstairs not long ago, thought I should warn him about the likely event of my attending a festival in a few months, which isn't such a problem, apart from the fact that I will have to take 5 days off work (no problem there, I'd tell em to stick it if there was) the main problem is that I would be the only woman attending, and well, face it, husbands do get paranoid about that fact.
I have more of a problem with idea that I have to spend 4 nights with a bunch of, well they can be, well, after they've all packed up, and have dinner in the belly. They bitch like a bunch of old woman.
Going on my past experiences anyway, which was only once. However, should they do it again, benefit of the doubt an all that, I'll be right in there bitching with them, in thee most sarcastic way that they could not doubt that I was being sarcastic. And that is the best sort of humor right? Specially when done right, with cunning and wiles.
I believe that most jokes are based on sarcasm anyway. Aussies are pretty good at putting shit on most things, even the most disatrous events.
I've been lying low for a while, but there has been some absolute horror jokes when it comes to major mayhem and calamaties. To be appreciated more when you dip the hand in to the wallet to give a few bucks to those folks who really do go the yards, like the Salvos, or the local S.E.S or fire brigade.
Pretty amazing how those people give up their time really. Them and Surf lifesavers.
It's been lean for me in the past, and it's been a fighting battle of wills to open my wallet and on thinking of it, perhaps it could be something that I could bring up at the next work meeting.
And Lifesavers were on my banner making wish list...Natasha would like that Im sure.
So after the days activites, I cleaned out upstairs while he did his usual Saturday chores, then upstairs in prep for the lounge renos. doing the wiring and the like. I did the washing and a bit of cleaning, worked on the banner for a bit, cleaned some more. then it rained, so we're all freaking out about the plasterboard, wrapped in plastic downstairs. The washing is all wet on the line, came up and cooked dinner. Had our arguement, relaxed and just getting onto enjoying our evening.
Last night, with nothing on TV had a vid to watch, 'bout Edith Piaff. Wow, what a child hood, what a life, what a voice. I'm kinda still in shock that if the movie says is tru, that one of the last songs she ever sung was, "Non,je ne regrette rien'.
We are fortunate to have recordings of her voice.
All the best, enjoy your weekend.
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Posted by slothville on 2008-06-07 05:48:01 | Rating: | Views: 18
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