Archive for the ‘Uncategorized’ Category

The unbearable cuteness of alpacas

I’ve been up in Bendigo for two days at the Wool and Sheep show to hang out with my sil and inevitably buy yarn (but will save the yarn talk for the craft blog).

I haven’t been to Bendigo in I do not know how long and it is a very pretty place (though OMG cold at this time of year.) Also, Bendigo…if the Wool and Sheep Show is one of your city’s yearly big touristy events (and it is)…it wouldn’t kill ya to put up some signage directing people to your showgrounds. Just saying. Seriously. I grew up in the country and I have never been to a country town before that was not signed up about a big event/festival/show happening in town. And if the dinky little towns can do it, so can you.

Anyhoo, once I got to the show all was good. I watched the sheepdogs being intent in the way that only a working dog can be and fondled yarn and ate country show food and had a generally fun time. There may have been a little admiring of country boys. My friends and I used to say that we moved to the city to avoid country boys but maybe you can’t take the country entirely out of the girl (or maybe I’ve just watched too much McLeod’s Daughters) because nice moleskines, nice RM’s and a nice shirt is a look that Aussie boys just do well : )

Hugh Jackman Australia

(Okay, so that’s not exactly the cleaned up version but really are you going to argue?)

But the highlight (well, apart from said hanging out with the sil) was the alpacas. I’ve seen alpacas before, but something about seeing them enmasse by the tentful was just too cute. If I ever go crazy and buy a farm, I’m having alpacas. I mean, look.

Cute. And now cuter.

And cute eyelashes.

And cute colors.

For strange mutant camel/ewok/goat creatures they sure are appealing. Plus they smell better than sheep and seem to be a leeeeetle more intelligent (not that it’s hard to be more intelligent than a sheep. I’ve herded sheep. I know). And they make a nicer noise. Hmmm, I wonder if an alpaca can live in a backyard and eat my grass?

In closing, here is my favourite alpaca photo. In fact, it might be one of my all time favourite photos I’ve taken. Something about it just makes me smile. Rasta alpaca attitude (er, technically I think this is a Suri). I love Highland cows too, so the longhaired alpacas are just even more full of win. (Yes, I’ll shut up about alpacas now).

Over here

I’m blogging today (the 15th for my US buds) at Nobody Writes It Better.

Come visit me!

Wednesday’s child is full of,er make that *empty* of brain

Another four pages despite my very borked state of brain fatigue. Any zombies attacking me now would be sorely disappointed in the quality of brains they scored. And would probably starve to death.

Progress – Witch 2

New pages - 4 pages
Intriguing things - Too tired for intriguing. Words on page is enough.
Annoyances - Dire need of world bible from previous book. Much xxx and check this.
Linear/non-linear – non.
Music - Silence.
Location - The desk. Word and think.
Taking care of Mel - Dark chocolate peppermint Haigh’s frogs. Hey, sometimes self care requires chocolate.
Muse food - Soon there will be Sorkin. And then sleep.

Tomorrow is the last day of day job for the week. This = good.

Also

It’s Autumn already. Wow. I guess this is going to be another year of zoom zoom zoom.

And I have to start doing Cardio Coach Volume 4 this month. I’ve done the short version of it without the last challenge a couple of times already but now I have to do the whole thing. Yikes.

Indolence and indulgences

So carrying on the tradition of the last two years, I thought I’d take a look at how I’d gone on my planned indulgences this year and then work out how to pamper myself next year.

So here’s last year’s list:

1. Live music and music generally
Well, I’ve bought a fair bit of music on iTunes this year. I saw Bon Jovi (even if it was a bit of a dud concert due to shocking sound), went to the Rocky Horror picture show, listened to Irish music in a Hobart bar, there was several viewings of Mamma Mia (which counts) and I’m sure there was another musical, plus four ballets, so this is a tick even if I’d like there to be still more. Still I already have Wicked and Pink lined up for next year.

2. Pilates classes.

Hmmm. This is probably a half tick. I’ve managed to go more regularly but still not every week and somewhere along the line the reformer classes that I was really enjoying fell by the wayside. Exercise has been a bug bear this year while we’ve been focusing on sorting things out physically but in the last six weeks it’s been slowly creeping back.

3. Dancing of some sort

Nope apart from boogying in the loungeroom occasionally. Not sure why I’m resisting this one…

4. The girly things…facials and makeup and sparkly nail polish and hanging out with the gals

I’ve had a couple of manicures/pedicures, some makeovers, worn lots of sparkly nail polish, worn make-up most days to work and spent plenty of time with the gals being silly, so this is a pass.

5. Relaxation – meditation, massages and naps and feeding myself stories in various forms

I think the massage count doubled to about four. Mostly at the start of the year then tapered off again (possibly cos I was spending a lot on various naturopathic stuff) but I’ve been good on napping and meditating and there has been plenty of story (though strangely, I get the feeling when I add up my books read count for the year, it’s going to be lower this year…lots of re-reading this year and too much driving to work).

6. Quilting – learn some more, do some more

Well I did some more but haven’t done any more classes. Will keep working on this one.

7. Scents – especially roses

I bought myself Red Roses by Jo Malone and wear it most days. I love the scent of roses. Nice soaps and aromatherapy have happened too, so pass.

8. Learning something for fun

I didn’t do any formal classes but I’ve been trying different cooking things, kind of learned Dvorak (another project to reboot soon), learned how to change kitchen cabinet handles, a bit more html/web design stuff, the teeniest dabble into knowing more about photography and managed to speak a few words in German plus the myriad other magpie bits and pieces that catch the writer brain attention here and there and get investigated. I’ll give me a pass though I’d still like to do something more formal for fun again.

9. Food adventures – both out and at home

Well, there was a fair bit of travel (and some of it not work or writing related) so there’s been a reasonable amount of eating out this year. Home-wise, I’ve been playing with the crockpot and the Kenwood in the last few months so I think I pass this as well.

Now I need to go and eat some dinner (having done half an hour on the ET a little while ago) before I think of what my indulgences for next year might be.

Tassie snapshots

Something’s wrong with the world when you get home from Hobart and it’s colder in Melbourne! Tassie managed to bust out four days of pretty darn good weather for late winter. Sunshine, a semblance of warmth and no arctic breezes. Which meant we had some lovely days of sightseeing and puttering around under the guidance of our GPS (promptly christened Madge due to her slightly authoritarian tone). Madge had some weird issue with the speed limit on the Tasman Bridge (insisting I should be going 4kph or something) but otherwise delivered us safely to our desired destinations even if she sounded cranky when we detoured from her desired route. So thumbs up to Garmin GPS units.

Anyway, some pics of the adventures (which included thwarted attempts to sample scallop pies, a gin rummy extravaganza and tasmanian pepperberry liqueur amongst other highlights).

Richmond:

Pirate Bay

Tassie devils with excited red ears (food incoming)

Port Arthur

And this which caught my eye at Narynna, a great heritage house in Hobart.

 

Funny that this year I’ve had two of my first non-writing related trips in ages and they were both to Tassie. But this time I didn’t have a wedding with all the associated wedding stuff to go to and could just really be a tourist for awhile. Nice. Must do more often. The girls are happy and hopefully ready to work next week.

Hope

Melbourne has apparently remembered it’s Winter…the last few days have been cold, cold, cold. It even snowed yesterday. Not here but in Melbourne.

But this morning I found this on my tree….

Spring is on the way : ) (not that Spring in Melbourne necessarily means warmer….)

Leaving

Well, I’ve made it from Melbourne to Sydney with no (knocking all available wooden services) delays or fogs or strikes to slow things down. My flight leaves in about an hour so the next time you hear from me, I’ll be in sunny (though not overly warm if the forecasts are correct) California.

Wish me calm skies and a peaceful flight! I seem to be well up the back of the plane which at least puts me far away from baby territory. Anything else remains to be seen.

The flow

Turns out Mamma Mia is still fabulous. And still hilarious. And still makes me want to run away to a Greek Island and dance along a pier with my best friends and possibly Pierce Brosnan and/or Colin Firth. Le sigh.

As day one of a holiday goes, today has been pretty good. I’ve done all the errands bar one. I’ve done most of the housework. All of the laundry. Thought about what to pack. Did Mamma Mia. And then, I succumbed to the siren song of this book and sat down and now I have fifteen pages already and I really like it and it’s all flowing beautifully. Contrary muses. I’m meant to be having a break. Not getting sucked in to another whole new world. But one argues with the flow at one’s peril so I guess there will be more typing tomorrow and I guess I’ll be taking a laptop with me to San Fran….

Grumble

Well I’m a chapter behind where I wanted to be given life stuff last night. Hopefully I can set myself up with a few more chapters ahead on hardcopy notes by the time I get back from work trip Friday night but given I have to get up at “oh-you-are-kidding-me-this-is-not-a-real-time” tomorrow morning, I’m not sure how much is achievable.

Given it’s a short weekend for me, I’m not sure five chapters is do-able. But we’ll see…

More when I return. And now I have to go to bed to try and sleep. Gah.