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I have been a busy little rabbit this month.  In between assignments for TAFE and going to work, I have managed to squeeze in a smidgen of woolly goodness.

I have been fantasising deeply about one day having a little online Made It store or a little Etsy store of my very own – to sell scarves and other bits of woolly goodness. 

So I have been knitting away making these fabulous looking scarves, hoping to create a stockpile for selling.  Problem is, I fall in love with the awesome colours and the feel of them and want to keep them for my selfish little self.

Maybe I will have to make two of each of the ones I have particular crushes on.  For example the one located in the fourth picture down on the left hand side of the mosaic.  It is totally fabulous – I want to get married in a blizzard wearing it that is how much I love it.

I’ve also been learning some new granny squares from this fabulous book.

Seven Awesome Things – This Week

1. I didn’t have to to my speech on a contemporary Australian Human Rights issue this week.  However, I have to go first on Tuesday.  I am completely unprepared.

2. I think yesterdays blog post was pretty awesome.  I also created a forum at Nerdfighters to see what other people had to say about it.  Thank you Frankie for the awesome questions.

3. I made the most delicious roast chicken on Wednesday night.  The recipe can be found in Jamie Oliver’s cook book – The Ministry of Food.  While it was cooking the house smelled amazingly edible.

4. I watched one of my all time favourite movies – Dirty Dancing.  I completely  and thoroughly enjoyed myself.

5. My cat Finn and I took a lovely nap on the couch together after working our little butts off doing the laundry and weeding the garden.

6. I’m still reading The Time Traveller’s Wife (slowly, because I’ve got to squeeze study and homework in somewhere), I think I am a little bit in love with Henry.

7. I got a package in the mail from my awesome friend.  It has Star Wars Pez.  I promptly wrote her a reply on cute stationery and skipped like a doofus to the post box and sent it on it’s happy little way.  Mail is fun.  More fun than e-mails.

TTFN – (Ta Ta For Now)

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So I finally got my Frankie magazine and after perusing through I get to an article titled ‘What’s it all about?’ An article where five creative people answer the BIG questions; life, the universe and all that other meaningful stuff we meditate on.

So I thought I’d give answering the questions a shot.

What is the meaning of life? One dictionary says; the general or universal condition of human existence another says; the condition that distinguishes organisms from inorganic objects and dead organisms, being manifested by growth through metabolism, reproduction, and the power of adaptation to environment through changes originating internally.

But I think it’s simpler than that, I think the meaning of life is to live.  Everything else is irrelevant, what we should be asking is: what does it mean to live?

Is there a life after death? It sure is nice thinking of death as the next adventure isn’t it?  My Dad’s brother died before I was born, and he used to point to a star and say that it was my Uncle watching over us all.  I liked that.  I used to talk to it when I was lonely or sad.  I think we live on in the memories and hearts of those we leave behind.  It would certainly be nice to be streams of consciousness floating around in space forever though, wouldn’t it?

What do you see when you look up into the night sky? I see everything and nothing.  I see my own insignificance and it’s very humbling.  I feel overwhelmed, ready to burst.  I see the past.  I see endless possibilities.  I feel bound and unbound.  Everything.

What amazes you about the world? That we all get so wrapped up in ourselves that we completely overlook the things that are real.  We are all the same yet we manage to find differences in each other to hate.  Fanatics, I just can not comprehend your belief.  David Attenborough documentaries.  Love.  The human experience. 

What does beauty mean? All that is real.

What does truth mean?  Something that everybody wants, but nobody has. Personal truth, forgetting what you’ve been told.   Something universal, we are all here.  Finding your own reality.

What does happiness mean?  Appreciating the simple fact that you exist. 

What are we here for?  I’ve got nothing for this one, does anyone really know this one?

What are you here for?  At the moment it would seem to cater to my cat’s every whim.  I am here because my parents did that unspeakable thing so many years ago. I don’t really care to spend my existence thinking of what purpose they could possibly have imagined for me to have when the unspeakable act was committed.  But, undoubtedly I will question my purpose for the remainder of my existence.  When that purpose is found, I assure you I will shout it from the rooftops with glee.

What is the most important stuff in your life? The sharing of information and ideas via books, film, art and music.  Caffeine.  Flowers and plants – growing things.  New life.  Andrew.  Finn.  Family.  Grass.  Being able to learn knew things.  Being able to share my experience.

Five words to sum up your values:  Humble Space Cadet Escapist Lover.

If you could change one thing in the world, what would it be?  That nobody had to suffer at the hands of another because of intolerance of different cultures and beliefs.

What kind of things do you try to prioritise?  I’m not very good at prioritising.  My boyfriend would tell you if you asked him.  I tend to focus on things completely irrelevant, for example right now I should be working on a 1500 word ‘academic’ review of Apocalypse Now for TAFE but this blog to me is clearly more important.

If you were gone tomorrow, what would you leave unfinished?  All the crochet projects I have started.  My assignments (eww that review).  My life.  Finding my purpose.  Ha ha, Megan Washington in Frankie says her Pokédex – Me Too!!!  Especially now that they are release the next generation of Pokémon soon.  My garden, it’s an absolute mess.  I am finding it hard to beat the Tradescantia.  I wouldn’t be finished my continuously growing reading list.  I would be lost and never know how the Time Traveller’s Wife ends.  I need to stop writing down what I haven’t finished – this is becoming and overwhelming list of incompletion.

Maybe you could try answering these questions too and post them on your blog.  I can tell you this task was not easy.

TTFN (Ta Ta For Now)

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I only have 2 more presents to acquire.  They should be easy…  NOT!

I AM PRETTY FREAKING EXCITED.  Christmas is only 6 sleeps away.  I don’t even know why I’m so excited.  I’m 23.  Santa does not come to me, there are no surprises.  I don’t even have kids to play surprises with.

I have a ‘god’child, am I supposed to get it a present?  I’m glad at the christening ceremony I never actually promised to help the child on his path to God and glory, I kept silent and smiled and secretly promised to encourage more worthwhile pursuits.  Like reading and smart stuff that matters.  Stuff that actually counts.

He is TWO years old now.  Far Out!

Is it absurd that I considered a pressie for this little dear?

The ‘Manfriend’ on the other hand is having a pre-Christmas meltdown, I think he’s a little stuck on the ideal childhood Christmas, the one where you go on the holiday and everyone is in one place and it’s all just awesome because there are a billion cousins to run riot with and the likes.  He’s a little devastated that he has to drive from one family to the next.

He’s talking about evacuating for next Christmas.

Insert pictures for filler.  😉

[FLOWERS ON A TABLE]

[FLOWERS MAKING FRIENDS]

[TREE FINN]

[HAPPIEST FLOWERS IN THE WORLD]

[PRETTY FLOWER]

[MR BLUE TONGUE]

[I DON’T THINK HE WANTED TO BE FRIENDS WITH FINN]

Is now tired of listening to man’s Christmas hating and is feeling the negativity rubbing off onto myself.  Way to kill the cheer!

Even pretty photo’s can’t fix it now 😦

Stupid Stupidness.

Fat people!  Be warned, I will be manning the checkouts.  I’ll know what you’re buying this week, to eat yourself to death.  You fat, fat heads!  Christmas doesn’t mean you can work on your diabetes or your death from over consumption. 

As of tomorrow I will be officially disgusted, with the trolley loads of crapola people will be no doubt buying. 

Hey idiots, the shops are only shut FOR ONE FREAKING DAY!!!!

Over IT!

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Sunny Daze

How glorious to exist, a cloudless sky a glowing golden sun beckoning me to bathe in its glorious sunny golden love.  Even I am envious of me.  I am loved by two of the most adorable furry fellows to grace the planet, one of the two legged variety (who is so unfortunately at work in an office building) and the other of the four legged variety (who is also basking in the sun, like a furry lizard.  In between his crazy spasmodic runs from one side of the yard to the other).

I suppose your wondering why I haven’t blogged in a few weeks, (see I’m envisioning a blog read by hundreds here, but in reality I think one person really.  So a big shout out to my friend Renay, thanks for coming!!) well to tell the truth life and a cartoon series got in the way. 

Yes I did say a cartoon series.  Avatar The Last Air Bender, if you haven’t seen this series I recommend it.  You don’t even need to watch it with your children because it’s just that good.

I’ve been gardening like someone on destruction pills.  I have been pruning and removing and eradicating and just destroying this garden.  It sounds so violent, but it needs to happen.  To make room for the good plants and to let the sun into our super cold little yard of mud and mould and slime.  It is slowly working.  My two legged furry guy even got in on the action and dug out a HUGE tree stump.  What a man!!  Check out my pile of pruning’s.

But apart from the destruction I’ve been taking cuttings and taking care of little seeds that I planted.  Some have germinated.

I’ve been so very domestic since moving in with the Man.  Doing laundry, I don’t even know why but there is something satisfying about not letting him do it.  Cooking some fabulous creation every night for dinner, then washing our dishes.  Arranging and rearranging the food in the pantry, putting things in containers and canisters.  I like it.  Making tea in a tea pot and drinking it from a delicate tea cup like a real lady, is satisfying.

Sitting around starting new crochet projects when I still haven’t even finished the last.  But I am seriously loving just working with some different coloured yarn for a while.  I am also making the squares slightly bigger this time and am researching new joining methods.

Re-reading the Harry Potter series when there is a thousand other books in my pile of things to read or do.  Thinking about reading Anne of Green Gables because Renay made me jealous, with her crazy Green Gables inspired dress, she’ll probably blog it eventually (wink wink at you Renay)

Buying the continental recipe sachets, making it once then trying to make it again but without the sachet and making something that tastes even better.  Something fresher without thickening agents or preservatives, with super amounts of fresh vegetables and flavour exploding into every corner of your mouth. 

And now because I’m talking to my younger brothers friend on MSN we now have a funny comic to read online.  Hoorah!! Super Effective

Now for some spiritual fun, I just did a Chakra test to see what I have that’s blocked.  You can do one too Chakra Test 

I think I’m finished now.  I think I might crochet or start reading Anne Of Green Gables.

See you on the other side.

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There is something pleasurable about Monday’s, maybe it is due to the fact that I don’t have to go to work today.  I can sleep in.  Instead of working for someone else, I can work here and get stuff that we need to get done.  I can do it at a leisurely pace.  I don’t have to deal with the scum bags you deal with in a grocery store on registers every day. 

I’m alone. 

Except for Finn, he’s chewing on my wrist and getting excited watching the letters pop up as I type them.  He’s doing that little comfy march that cats do to make things comfy before they curl up, on my tummy inside my green cardigan.  I love him.  He is my hairy little mate, he keeps me company while my bigger hairier man friend is at work.  We are listening to Beethoven.  Because we can’t concentrate on a DVD and blog at the same time.

I have done two loads of laundry this morning (I did sleep in until 9.30am, what a baddy.  Tee Hee), I have also put away all the lovely clean dishes and pans in there special places in the cupboard.  My new jars are looking amazing, filled with Tea Bags and Sugar like a real kitchen.

With the laundry, I have taken the risk of hanging it on the outside, not undercover line.  It’s starting to get even more cloudier, so cloudy I may even need to do a laundry recovery dash very soon. 

I finally finished my emailing.  I don’t think I did a very good job this time.  I publicly apologise.

The Mermaid over at her J-I-G-G-L-E design studio (lol @ studio) has finally gotten an online store going for anyone who cares to see some of her amazing creations.  It can be found here.

 

This is only a small photographic sample of what she is capable of.  She does amazing things with fabric.  Millions of mini skirts/tutus, patchwork quilts, choker style jewellery.  Everything is handmade and designed by her eccentric lovable little brain.  Go there, buy her stuff it is UNIQUE.

My garden needs more work, so you can see the amazing plants that are hidden by the weeds.  For example.

This Grevillea.  It’s beautiful.

This Lavender.  It smells delightful.  The bee’s even think so.

I think I’ve just talked myself into going and planting the new viola’s I purchased.  I’ll show you when I’m finished.  I might even take cuttings of Daisies and plant seeds. 

Little Finn’s hug is to be ruined again.

To Be Continued….

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Happy Monday everyone!! 

What an eventful week it has been.  I’ll start with, Sometime last week while waiting for my boyfriend to pick me up from Westfield I thought it would be fun to look in the pet shop.

So I did.  That was my first mistake.  He made eye contact with me.  He, the cutest little furry I’ve ever seen.  My initial reaction was ‘oh, don’t you dare do that face at me you little turd’.  But he did.  So naturally every day this week, while I walked through the mall to get to the bus stop I casually strolled past the little pet shop and there he was.  Still in that hideous kitten tank they were keeping him in.  Looking as lonely and adorable as ever.

So by Thursday just after lunch while at work after spending most of the week text messaging nasty little ‘meows’ and kitten related messages to my boyfriend.  I made the decision if he was still there at 7pm-ish tonight after I finished work there would be the to purchase little furry or not discussion with boyfriend.

After boyfriends visual internal argument and distress about making a hasty addition to our little family, apparently cute little furry and I managed to win him over quite easily.  Had cute little furry been a puppy, I don’t think we would have been quite as successful at manipulating the situation.  LOL @ bad girlfriend and cute furry taking over the world one boyfriend at a time.

 

After a traumatic relocation, an hour and a half later cute furry was not so traumatised anymore.  He was playing and loving like we gave birth to him ourselves.

After two very furry love filled days of kitten naming we settled on the name Finnigan.  Yes that is what we named our kitten.  Finn, Finnie, Little Finn.

We did consider a thousand names, so it would seem.  More than one person did suggest a Michael Jackson derived name, because kitty is Black & White just like the song.  Sorry guys, no little Jacko, Jackson, MJ, Mikey, Mickey Jack whatever.  Finn. 

So far his personality is absolutely delightful.  He takes turns at the cuddles, so the mummy or the daddy get jealous.  He is very keen on the maintaining contact practically at all times.  He likes to play fun things.  He likes to sleep on you.  He likes to playfully nibble toes, noses, lips? and other bits.  He especially likes zippers on your coat and buttons on your pants for chewing. 

His little farts smell disgusting!

He likes to know what you are doing at all times and is keen to help.  He finds the mouse pointer on the computer screen fascinating and likes to chase it.  He runs like some flailing idiot all over our house, not stealthy yet.

WE LOVE HIM!!!!  I think he loves us too.  I’m glad he made eye contact seven days ago when I was just looking at pets in a pet shop to waste some time.

The weekend consisted of my younger brother coming over to meet our furry baby Finn.  While here boyfriend thought he’d do some yard work, like lawns and such.  So younger brother and I thought we’d do some yard work too. 

The side garden with conifers is on it’s way to be Tradescantia free. (Wandering Jew, Creeping Christian whatever other politically incorrect name for it you can think of?)  We managed to completely fill the green waste bin, so now there is a massive mountain of Trad, just sitting on the decking until the bin is emptied.  I think that will be next week.  Crap.

THE TRADESCANTIA IS EVIL PEOPLE.  PURE EVIL!!!!!

Now to the craft scene.  I’ve started crocheting the granny squares together.  I don’t know if I like them as much crocheted together though.  Maybe it’s just the way my mum showed me to crochet them together that I don’t like.  Maybe I should be trying to learn another way to crochet them together from one of those amazing inspirational crochet queens I usually post links too. 

While the Renapturous Mermaid was visiting last Monday we went shopping at Spotlight.  While there we found some funky yarn for me to crochet her a granny square treasure bag to go with her Mermaid Costume.  It’s not quite finished yet, as it needs strap.  Otherwise she’ll probably just drop it while she’s swimming around in that big ol’ ocean of fabric she has.  

Finn wanted to help, and look super cute.  So I let him.

Anyway, I think it’s cup of tea and time to reply to some emails.

Also, it does suck that MJ died.  I’m just to wrapped up in Kitten Clouds to care right now.

Thanks for coming.  =)

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Of course the weekend I’m supposed to have off because I’m finally doing that grown up thing and fleeing the nest, I get sick.
Sick with the aches and pains, snot dripping continuously from the nose and the itchy scratchy throat irritation.  Funny right?  Wrong.

So yesterday I made the effort of moving some of my things. Mainly things of importance like; clothes, kitchen necessities and bathroom and cleaning items. More importantly my possesions for epic outdoor shenanigans.

By epic outdoor shenanigans I mean gardening.

  • These items consisted of my brand shiny new ‘ergonomically desgined spade’ (yes a spade, spades are for digging and cutting. Shovels are for moving piles of dirt and poop), my new super pruners with the super medium length handles and the anvil head.
  • My poison (which says it’s better for the environment than most herbicides, as in it’s non residual and not harmful to water ways) which I intend to use on the evil villainous weed TRADESCANTIA or the now politically incorrect weed sometimes called ‘Wandering Jew’ or Creeping Christian.  I also purchased a really cool sprayer with pump action and hosing functions!  Also super arm length chemical safe gloves.  Safety first!  I also intend to use this poison to remove a tree which is going to inevitably damage our shiny little house, because some moron thought it would be nice to plant an ornamental fig right against the house!! IDIOTS.

    This is a NOXIOUS WEED

    This is a NOXIOUS WEED

  • My Trugg.  I’m not sure why it’s called that or even if it is called that. It is a biggish flexible bucket with hand holes on the side.  I need something to carry my gardening bits in and to put scraps in.

    Super Trug!!!

    Super Trug!!!

More on the ornamental fig.  Yesterday while sick and waiting for my Dad to fix the lock on mine and Andrew’s (the boyfriend) back door I thought I would play (responsibly) with my new super pruners.  I had a go at the old fig.  On closer inspection I notice someone else, possibly someone as clued in as I had previously tried to cut the tree down, without success.  Basically the tree I was “pruning” savagely was just super shoots growing from an already cut down, but not so dead tree stump.  Man will I teach that little sucker.

Snotfest Super Fun.  So my little brother also seems to have tickets to snotfest.  It took us an hour and a half to set up a LAN game of Age Of Mythology.  Turns out it doesn’t work when he is playing in the expansion pack and you are playing in the original.  Turns out you don’t need to configure anything, you just need to be in the same game.  People should listen to me.  That was funfest!

I am looking forward to playing in my little kitchen and my little house and my little garden.  I am looking forward to progress photo’s and blogging about all the work we do on it.  I am looking forward to everything, except having to go to work YUK.

I’m currently reading Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen and I like it.

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