Thursday, June 22, 2017

5 Men's Fashions I Don't Like

I've done the sheilas...now it's the blokes' turn.

1.  Man buns
There are no words.  I can't believe there is a new Ken with a man bun now.


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2.  Biker/bushranger beards

 Sorry, Will.  The beard needs to go.

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3.  Tattoo sleeves

I like a man to actually have some visible skin.

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4.  Tight pants

I'm not a fan of the metrosexual look.

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5.  Ear plugs

Why would anyone want a gaping hole in their ear?

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Monday, June 19, 2017

Limping Through The Blogosphere

I've heard/read a number of bloggers, who are mums, say that they found it much easier to blog when they had babies and toddlers, rather than older, school-age children.  Their blogging patterns seemed to reflect that - long, thoughtful posts every day, or at least several times a week. Well, now I'm in that phase of life, I'm wondering in awe how they did it?  How can they churn out magnificent posts with small children crawling over them?  How they can concentrate amidst the fighting, screaming and whining?  Wouldn't blogging be easier when all of their children are in full-time school?  That phase of life seems tantalising to me at the moment.  At least six hours, five days a week would be oodles of time to write something marvellous.  And in peace and quiet, too!  That doesn't seem to be the case, however, for many of these mum bloggers.  Sadly, many of the blogs I once looked forward to reading with such anticipation are now no more, or sporadic at best.  The tumbleweeds are a blowin'.

I'm guessing that many of them have returned to work, or have filled their child-free time with other activities.  Coupled with busy evenings when the children return and there is little time for blogging.  What smidgen of time is left for social media is taken by Facebook.

In case you haven't noticed, my blog is dying a slow and painful death.  Not only am I running out of ideas for posts, I have precious little time to write them when I do have a bloggy brainwave.  Keeping the blog chugging along was fairly easy with one child, but I am much too drained with two.  I don't want to stop, but I'm struggling, and there are precious little readers left anyway.

Today is my blog's 11th birthday!  Usually, I'd give the blog a new birthday outfit, but this year it can stay in the same clothes.

In previous years, I'd announce this blog's birthday with pomp and blare, but it's a quiet celebration here this year.

I'm going to keep going.  I'd love to write more....and I will....one day.

HAPPY 11TH BIRTHDAY, THIS IS WHAT SED SAID!

Friday, June 16, 2017

Friday Funny

1.  Two blondes walk into a building...you'd think at least one of them would have seen it.

2.  Phone answering machine message: If you want to buy marijuana, press the hash key.

3.  A guy walks into a psychiatrist's office wearing only cling wrap for shorts.  The shrink says, "Well, I can clearly see you're nuts."

4.  My friend drowned in a bowl of muesli.  A strong currant pulled him in.

5.  A man goes to the doctor with a strawberry growing out of his head.  The doctor said, "I'll give you some cream to put on that."

6.  You know, somebody actually complimented me on my driving the other day.  They left a little note on the windscreen.  It said, 'Parking Fine'.  So, that was nice.

7.  A man walked into the doctor's.  He said, "I've hurt my arm in several places. 
The doctor said, "Well, don't go there anymore."


Monday, June 05, 2017

Just Another Day

I turned 34 last Tuesday, the 30th May.  It was a nice day, but an ordinary one.

Birthdays tend to lose their magic as you get older.

This year, my present is surgery to correct abdominal diastasis.  I'm booked in for that on the 14th July.  More on that later.

Seeding is still dragging on.

Bible study was cancelled, so I spent the day just with Flynn.  Rory was at kindy.  Flynn and I went for a walk with the dogs, we had lunch and a nap, then we picked Rory up from the bus.

Duncan managed to get home from work a bit earlier and we headed into town for takeaway.  Of course there was Viennetta, as per my annual tradition.  I think I'll change the tradition next year though, as it just didn't seem to taste as good as usual.  Time for something different.

Another year, another birthday.  Just an ordinary day.

One of my more spectacular birthdays.
My belated 30th birthday party in 2013.