To everybody I owe an email to, they're coming also Christmas presents are almost ready. Annie O, don't give me that I don't need a present, you're getting it. You know what's more annoying than standing on lego, putting a foot on a little speed racer with wheels. They must be weight tested. I finally found River's gift in Elephant's Child's parcel, I can be too careful at not losing small things at times.
I wish I could insert here a home movie but I don't carry my camera around the house in case it takes shots of the mess. I was just
I have found out the birds who have been eating the oranges and leaving the spherical shells all over the yard. Those rotten Indian Mynah birds, they have long sharp beaks with small heads and once they get going they can get right inside the oranges. I watched two of them demolish two oranges in 10 minutes yesterday. The possums have denuded the mandarin tree and it was a good crop this year. The wormy apple tree is still feeding parrots and when they fall from the tree, the blackbirds run in and grab the worms inside. One afternoon, hardly a breeze and just warm enough to enjoy the sun, I sat out with the Bear (I protect him from the birds) and counted six different birds in the tree and a family of magpies on the ground. The blackbird has a nest in the lemon tree and two doors down is an enormous Norfolk Pine full of Ravens. The one bird we have never had here are sparrows.
Well, miles to go before I sleep, it's bin day and I am still sneaking videos in both bins. We have inspectors around here who check the recycling bin and I'll be fined for this. Sneak them in layers of paper. Perhaps a cup of tea first and a sit down. And thank you Barnaby for explaining that Preggers was not your partner at that time, back handed compliment, but was only a f--k buddy. Well we've been saying for years you never thought with your head and now Karma has proved us right. To your lovely wife, remember what Ivana Trump said, "don't get even, get everything".
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"Don't get even, get everything" sounds great, but when your tomcatting husband has nothing, literally, you're on your own. Well, I was anyway.
I'm so glad Mother got the painkiller and a good night's sleep, now all we need is for you to get a good nights sleep. Preferably two. Bird watching might relax you enough to drop off. To sleep that is, not off the perch.
I'm glad you posted, I've been wondering how you are and keep meaning to email and put it off until later then of course I forget. Can't you drop the movies into a Vinnie's bin and let them sort out what to do with them? Pass the buck, like politicians do.
Bone Doctor says Mother's addiction to painkillers is not a problem at her age, but the effects of the painkillers do cause her problems. Wise words by Mrs Trump, but even wiser words by River.
Good to see/hear from you again, missed your posts.
As River said, drop the videos into a Vinnes bin, you'd be surprised at how people are collecting them now, apparently some twits haunt op shops for them.
Love watching birds, so relaxing, and thank you for identifying who is peeling my oranges!
The Bonking Beetroot is proof that cockroaches can survive even a nuclear attack.
I've sat in that chair by the bed many nights. My parents nudged 90 together in a nursing facility. During one of their many crisis, a wise old nurse ordered me to go home and sleep while they were comfortable and stable: "There is nothing for you to do here but get a strained neck sleeping in that chair..." Do, please, take advantage of your mum having two caring, competent nurses now and sleep while you can.
Sorry about mother, things ticking along nicely here, quite a star in Ballarat, own two houses here now.
-Robert.
Quietly flamboyant.
from me, everything that everybody above said [except RH]
I failed to catch the outward mail at 10 AM today with my parcel for you so there we go [or not]. Had the 'big animal' vet out to Green Acres because Lilygoat snapped a horn off at her head. she's OK now but I'm a mess.
Re medications: bigpharma don't want us waking up to the fact that a bad back is resistant to all their costly products that wreck your guts, so 2018 is my Year Of The Drink.
love from the bush further west than RH is
River, Vinnie's and the Salvos are extremely fussy about what they will take so the bin it is. Never trust men especially the married ones, look at Barnaby, no don't look, your blood pressure is not good enough for that.
Andrew, without the painkillers it would be elder abuse but some doctors still carry on about giving relief to the oldies.
Jayne, I couldn't work out how the skins could be left in one piece, so it was a real Attenborough moment watching the Mynahs do their work. The Bonking Beetroot has been replaced by a homophobic vile mongrel who has shifty eyes, pretty much like the rest of the LNP.
Beth, it would be nice but the way our nursing homes are used as piggy banks by ruthless companies means that staff is not trained properly and Registered Nurses are overworked til they drop. I've dropped my visiting to twice a week because she sees more people than I do and her doctor is a treasure who visits every wednesday.
I ring in the morning and sometimes in the afternoon if she's not well. Been doing this nursing home thing for a decade now, gone straight from 59 to 70.
Robbert, you filthy Capitalist, two houses!!! Next thing will be head of Ballarat Society and wearing your Salvo's Tuxedo.
Annie, was she trying to round up sheep at the time?
2018 your year of the drink, bwahahahahahha, you forget how long I've known you.
Still Hemmingway wrote his memoirs boozed to the gills so you should have no trouble doing the same.
Wrapping my hands around a cold tub of ice-cream is much better than taking pills.
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