Well I am in the new house. And it is pretty good too I must say.
My David chose it, and just as with all the things he is choosing recently - I couldn't have done better myself.
It is very Bachelorette Pad and big enough to have rowdy dinner parties, but small enough to heat with just one gas heater.
Which is very good. It is a hop step and a jump to a very cool deli, and a bottle shop (which should make those dinner parties easier to have). It has a big lawn which I do not have to mow - which is shaded by these very large jacaranda trees from the lot over the back.
Toowoomba is a strange town - I mean strangely laid out - the houses are late 19th Century and all on half acre blocks - and then there is one great big whopping block that kind of goes right down the middle behind all the houses.
They usually have a tennis court or something on them, and really big old trees - kind of like a hidden forest.
I would have loved to lived in a big old Queenslander on one of those blocks as a child - and hidden myself away in the heat of the summer under a tree reading Enid Blyton or Ruth Parks and imagining myself to be thousands of miles away and hundreds of years ago.
So I will be able to sit by the old paling fence and pretend anyway, this summer.
How delicious!
Completely mindless rant from former world traveller now provincial dweller
Monday, July 30, 2007
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Didn't we have a loverly time the day we moved
Moving day
AGAIN.
I swear to god, I am just going to buy a campervan and be done with it.
Moving sucks something that is not very nice to suck at all.
Like the end of a vaccuum cleaner.
or a bag full of air and pepper.
or the end of a 5v battery........
No sympathy needed. I have hired a ute this time, and bought reuseable plastic containers. So next time I will be ready.
Oh dear God - next time!
AGAIN.
I swear to god, I am just going to buy a campervan and be done with it.
Moving sucks something that is not very nice to suck at all.
Like the end of a vaccuum cleaner.
or a bag full of air and pepper.
or the end of a 5v battery........
No sympathy needed. I have hired a ute this time, and bought reuseable plastic containers. So next time I will be ready.
Oh dear God - next time!
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
We are the Angry Mob
Hello Lovelies,
Nearly Splendour time.........................
I am REALLY looking forward to Kaiser Chiefs.
Their music is smart and clever and makes my life better.
Sounds like the perfect friend/lover/political representative
That sounds like a good case for genetic engineering - take one Kaiser Chiefs album, add hydrocarbons and a large energy source, then Voila!!!
Something else that made me laugh out loud but I am not sure if it improved my life was - THIS - Victoria Beckham in all her glory....................
I know I know, inane total bullshit - but hey - seeing her getting pissed with ladies that had had SO much plastic surgery they make that 'cat' lady look tame was funny as fuck.
Anyroad,
Ruby

Ruby

Ruby

Ruby

Long Live the Kaiser Chiefs......................................
Wednesday, July 04, 2007
LMAO

A ducks walks into a bar and asks, "Got any grapes?" The bartender, confused, tells the ducks that no, his bar doesn't serve grapes. The duck thanks him and leaves.
The next day, the duck returns and says, "Got any grapes?" Again, the bartender tells him that, no, the bar does not serve grapes, has never served grapes, and, furthermore, will never serve grapes. The duck, a little ruffled, thanks him and leaves.
The next day, the duck returns, but before he can say anything, the bartender begins to yell: ''Listen, duck! This is a bar! We do not serve fucking grapes! If you ever ask for grapes again, I will nail your stupid fucking webbed duck feet to the fucking floor!''
The duck is silent for a moment, and then asks, ''Got any nails?''
A very pissed off bartenders replies “No I do not have any fucking nails!!!!”
''Got any grapes?''
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