Ya Better Watch Out

Because Christmas is almost here. At work I have started getting the business ready for the holiday break, sending out reminder messages for people to get their orders in, finding out when people are closing etc. Means it's not too far away now.

Dobby is getting ready for her graduation in two Wednesdays. It's all happening.

This week, Dobby had a sore stomach. I told her I thought it may be a pulled muscle, although she was convinced she had a lump under her belly button. But although I had made her an appointment, I cancelled it because I thought it best to wait a few days. Sadly, though, over the course of the week, it doesn't look like it has. She thinks the lump may have shrunk a little is all. So, probably better to have it checked. Her dad has to go see the doc Monday for his script so if I can I'll see if he can take her along too. Don't like my chances though.

In other news this week, we had the Caravan Club Christmas Rally this weekend. Hermione decided at the last minute to come, and we were told there could be charges for her, aside from dinner, as she hadn't been to 3 rallies this year. But when I told Nan, she made no mention of reimbursing costs. Not even an offer. Well, I suppose I have to bare that cost, although it was not my idea for her to come. Dobby had mentioned it a couple of weeks ago and she still hadn't given us an answer.

As it turned out, I really wish she hadn't come. That is, we don't get along anymore because she thinks I boss her around, and I think she is rude and doesn't show respect.

Friday afternoon, after picking up Dobby from school at lunch time, and Hermione at 2.00, we arrived about 3.00. It was a little cool but quite a lovely sunny afternoon.

When we got there, as always, the girls disappeared. No problem, we can work faster without them. We were at the end of a row, with a lot of space between our neighbours and us. But the ground was hard gravel covered dirt, and there was no way we were going to be able to drive tent pegs into it, so we didn't extend the awning and had to pitch the tent across the way. See, the site was at the edge of a sports oval. We were right next to the pavillion, and the other vans were around the edge of the oval.

We stuck Dobby here....

...next to the Handicapped parking sign!

Neat and rather apt, I think!

Our neighbours had their teenage granddaughter with them, who was also named, well, for this blog, Dobby. Rather nice girl, very quiet. 16 as well.

We spent the afternoon sitting under the awning, just doing nothing. How lovely! Friday night we took the girls into town and bought fish and chips for dinner, ate that at home, and then at 8pm had a lady from the CFS come and give us a talk about fire safety when travelling. Given that we are going to the Eyre Peninsula over Christmas, this was very interesting. I must make a note to follow the safety tips on our trip.

Anyway, early Saturday morning it started to rain. Horrible it was. Everything under the awning was okay, but the chairs that were outside got wet. And apparently the dog blanket did too because when I checked it later that day it was saturated and the only way it could have been was the runoff from the rain.

By lunch time the light misty, cold, miserable rain eased off to give us a somewhat sunny afternoon. Saturday morning we had morning tea in the pavillion, and sat around telling tall tales. A friend and I went into town looking for a particular wine and wasted a good bit of time. Just us. Lovely. When we got back the kids had Kids Club where they made table decorations in preparation for our Christmas Dinner.

Fluffy and I decorated the van with some lights. It looked pretty good. I had a shower just before happy hour, so I didn't have to join the rush for the 3 showers later, and it had started to get cold.

Speaking of cold, that's the other reason I was very disappointed in Hermione. She didn't bring a coat. She didn't tell me, just lied to my face and said "I'm not cold". Mind you, she had huge goosebumps all over her. Silly child. So while I was out, I passed a second hand store and bought her a zip up jacket. She just said "thanks" when I gave it to her, then not one more word about it. Like I was supposed to do it. Later, when Nan asked her if it was Dobby's jacket, all she said was "no". Not one word about where it came from or how she got to have it. Rude.

Anyway, back to the afternoon. Guess who paid a visit? This bloke!



It was his first year doing it as our regular Santa left the club earlier in the year. I think he did a pretty good job too.

Hermione got her gift.



Then Dobby got hers.



And Fluffy got his.




This young lass is the funniest person, and she is also from Queensland. She and Fluffy share a passion for cream buns. She has threatened that when she goes back to Queensland over Christmas she will send us a pic of every bun she has - they are much easier to get up there!

This is what Fluffy and I received. He got a pack of solar Christmas lights, which he is going to hang in my kitchen window. That will be lovely, walking up the hallway in the dark and seeing those lovely lights in the window. Looking forward to getting some sun to charge the battery now!



Mine was a lovely little serving dish and a huge tube of vanilla and pineapple hand cream. It feels very lovely on too.

The girls received a bag with a pack of eyeshadow, a pack of lip gloss, a pack of nail polish, and a manicure set. Very lovely. Some of the little kids got neat gifts of balls, buckets, totem soccer sets, handbags, wonderful gifts.

Dobby was very jealous of this fellow's gift - a Kombi tin of biscuits!



After presents we sat around and ate ourselves silly and the kids played with their presents. The dogs ran amok on the oval, and so did the kids. Ozzie actually got into a fight with another dog, who resented Ozzie trying to round him up. Lucky Fluffy intervened, but scored a nip on the arm for his efforts. It didn't break the skin though.

After everything had quietened down, I sent the girls for a shower. Dobby did her usual and argued. Hermione just stood there. I said "Hermione, are you going to ignore me to?" She turned her back on me. I seethed. Later, when they came back from "doing their hair" (and not having a shower), Fluffy pulled her aside and chastised her for being rude to me. She complained to Dobby that she did nothing wrong. Dobby said, well, we both did. No, she insisted, she did nothing wrong. Hmph.

Anyway, we all straggled over to the hall for dinner. It was a wonderful spread of roast chicken, ham, pork, baked potatoes, salads, gravy, and rolls. Plenty left. We even took up containers this morning to bring home!

At the dinner there were felt pens on the tables. All the kids went mad drawing on each other.



Would you believe, the bloke across the table took a pic as well, and she smiled for him. And it was a beautiful picture! Little worm!

They had raffles through the night. Some people win everything, don't they? One bloke, who we don't particularly like because he is always big noting himself, and whatever you do he has to do better, won about 5 prizes.

He was also a joint winner in the best decorated van. Last year we won it because we were pretty much the only van that did anything. This year there were more... He copied us with a huge blow up santa thing. We didn't fire up ours this year because we didn't have the power board in the van anymore, so we just did lights.

Here are a few that were on offer:


One winner


Other winner, who copied our blow up Santa (but because his didn't have an internal light like ours, you can't see it in this photo).


This was our van this year. On the table is the little golfer mum knitted wearing a Christmas bib and hat with little lights across the top, and the bright light on the wall is a Merry Christmas sign.



Isn't she pretty?

After dinner and raffles, which we actually won one of this year - a kids activity pack, we retired to wander around the park and look at the lights.

Then back to the hall for some Christmas cake. We were all in bed by 10.30 but I heard the party continued into the wee hours as usual.

Then it rained again. All night, heavy rain. Because the dog didn't have a blanket he had to sleep in the van. As soon as I woke up, or should I say, he thought I woke up, he wanted to go for a walk. So I grabbed my jacket and his lead and took him for walkies. Lucky I did because it rained again up morning tea.

It continued to rain while we were milling about, but it seemed to ease up for morning tea, giving us enough time to dry out the chairs anyway, if nothing else...

After morning tea we all packed up and left. We got home about 1.30 or so. It was a great trip, easy, and fuss free. I had a good weekend. Now, Dobby has about the 4th layer of nail polish on, stuff spread out everywhere, Fluffy is napping, and I am uploading photos furiously for my blog.

I always end up with a headache on these trips, which I suspect if from having to make conversation and listen to what is going on around me amid all the noise. That usually gives me a headache. So, after I am done here I will probably go vege for a while before I start dinner. Tonight it's bake up with leftover salads, baked potoates, and maybe a little gravy for me... aaaaahhh.

Boring, boring then Pow!

I honestly thought this blog would be one of my most boring. I truely did. Nothing exciting at all happened through the week. Except problems at work with imports and exports, but some of you know my gripe with those, so I am not even going to go there.

So, nothing at all happend this week. Until Friday. Then this...



Yes, back to the emergency ward. In the last ten minutes of the game, which Dobby's team won, by the way, Dobby suddenly stopped playing, and limped off the court. By the time she got to us a few feet away she was positively howling. She refused to stop crying and complained of being in total agony. She said she rolled her ankle and heard a crack.

While it was being dressed with ice another player confirmed she too had heard the snap. Oh dear. We bundled her into the car and headed back to the hospital...

Apparently it was National Netball Injury Night because there were at least 4 others up there at the same time as us! And they all seemed to be ankle injuries. The girl in the bed next to Dobby had to have surgery because of a nasty break.

Luckily, no such thing for Dobby. After wheeling her in with a wheelchair, we were seen relatively quickly. She has stopped crying at this time but was still in pain. The doctor, a far nicer one than last time, but still Indian, had a feel around and said "It's not broken but the ligament is gone". Well, to me that sounds like a pretty serious thing. But, he said, get an x-ray to confirm that and we'll strap it up. Should be off for about 4 weeks.

The x-ray was clear, and the sister gave her some pills and put a piece of tight tubing on it. She said for a sprain Dobby may only need crutches for a few days then it could take her weight.

Sprain? Didn't the doc say the ligament was gone? Anyway, they were happy to get us out of there so once the technician came and fitted her with crutches we got to go home. Home about 12.30pm.

I had a look on the internet and from what I could tell Dobby only had a level one sprain. Lucky! I think it was the sound of that crack that scared her more than anything.

So, Saturday she dagged about the house, not moving anywhere without her wooden friends. Fluffy had the day off but was so tired he didn't move much. I ran a few errands but that's all. Afternoon tea up at Nan's for scones finished the day.

On a side note, remember Myrtle? The one giving Dobby a hard time? She has been a lot nicer lately, and Dobby feels they are on the way to mending their friendship. On that provisio, I made arrangements for Myrtle's mum to bring Dobby home after school, cause she couldn't walk that far... or so I thought...

Sunday Fluffy was back at work, and Dobby's friend Tiny paid a quick visit. She is really tiny now. She has lost a lot of weight and looks terriffic. They had fun. Dobby decided she was ambitious enough to hobble down to the shop. It's only one street over and down the other end, but I figured she could have a go. When they came back, she was walking! Little sod!

She did pay the price, though, because her foot was terribly sore last night. She is back on the crutches today and grateful for the lift. But we will see how she goes for the next day or so. She is eager to ditch the crutches and walk. Stubborn little thing.

Last night, I was ready for bed early. But it wasn't going to happen. After her bath Dobby comes out "can you have a look at my phone? The screen is not working". We found small traces of water in the back, but she swears it was from having wet hands handling it... hmmmm. Anyway, this phone is dead.

So we decided to take Fluffy's phone, which Dobby is buying and indeed has already paid for, and clear the stuff off it. Sounds easy, right? Well the software driver that came with it was no good.

So we had several attempts to find it online. Then it still wouldn't work. We found a forum which gave that exact problem and a suggested answer. I followed the suggestions and Lo! It worked. For a while.

While I was copying his pictures onto the program on his laptop, it stopped and I had to do it all over again. Well, that is, I closed down the program and disconnected the phone. As it was 11pm!!! I told him I was going to bed. Then my bloody computer email started playing up, it won't accept my password for my gmail account for some reason. Works fine here...

Anyway, I shut the thing down in disgust. He turned his program and phone back on and had another go, got all his stuff off his phone, and had a shower.

In bed, just about to doze off well after midnight, and I hear voices outside. I part the Venetians and have a look. There are two women, one huge tall fat chick, and a tiny thing in a black dress are stealing roses from the bushes across the road. What! They weren't even being quiet about it. Big chick pricked her finger and let out a howl. I woke Fluffy up for a look and we watched them steal these roses. As they walked away, Fluffy yelled out "Get enough?" The spun around and looked but kept going.

Then, back to bed, about to doze off again and I hear crashing from across the road. Even Fluffy woke up. Guess who? It's our flower theives again, this time going through someone's rubbish on the footpath, and next we see them they are walking back home with something under each arm. Stupid women. I don't now if they were high, drunk, or just rude. They made no effort to be quiet, were not in the least sneaky, just like it was perfectly normal to be raiding people's property late at night!

Anyway, eventually I got to sleep.... what a weekend!

Oh, almost forgot! My friend Chris H in New Zealand makes these terriffic bags, and I bought one from her for a work bag. It's fantastic, fits everything in, stays in shape and is comfy to carry. She was also good enough to make me a smaller bag to put my computer back up drive in! Aren't they lovely??

Stupid Medicos

Well, what a week it's been. Boss was in Thailand so it was very quiet on the work front. I finally got caught up with outstanding stuffs, and apart from one supplier who is very slow lately, I have finished my end of month.

On Monday poor Dobby had another severe attack of the stomach pains she has been experiencing. Plus, she had the added bonus of period pains. Poor lamb. On Tuesday, she still had some pain so I made her a doctors appointment for Thursday.

Tuesday afternoon saw me up at the plastic surgeon having yet another skin cancer removed. That's four now. Wonderful!

Dobby had guitar on Wednesday as normal. Thursday after work I took her up to the doctor. She saw the little Malaysian fellow, is really nice and very cheerful. He couldn't find anything as by then the pain had abated for the most part.

He wrote us a letter to take up to the hospital and suggested that next time she had an attack we take her to the Emergency Ward and they will give her a thorough check up.

Anyway, Friday was netball. And it rained. Again. They played pretty bad but fortunately so did the other team, so we still won. During the game Dobby complained of feeling sick and was totally off her game. By the end of it she was in a great deal of pain again.

We asked did she want us to take her up to the hospital. She was scared to go because one of the tests the doctor told her they would do is put a camera into her stomach to see what was going on. No way she wanted that. I assured her that would be a last resort thing.

Finally, the pain got the better of her and she agreed to go. I didn't give her any painkillers in case they gave her something.

After a shower and change of clothes, we got to the hospital just after 10.30pm. Poor Fluffy had been up since 5.15am. We waited. And waited. Actually, it wasn't that bad. We got seen just after 1.00am.

By this time the pain had all but abated. Fluffy napped in the waiting room while I took Dobby in. Dobby was given a vial and told to go pee. An Indian doctor came to see us. He was so soft spoken with all the voices outside the cubicle I was hard pressed to hear him. Dobby didn't even try. She just looked at me to interpret what he was asking her.

He prodded her belly, asked her about 5 questions, then left us alone for half an hour.

Eventually he came back, said he had consulted his superior and as the scan she had back in August didn't show anything, they couldn't find anything wrong. Go home and take a panadol.

WHAT???? Friggin hell! Poor Dobby was devastated. She was in tears, cause the pain came back and she still had no answers. How could it be nothing?

Anyway, we took her home and were finally in bed around 2.00am.

Saturday we were going to go to Monarto Zoo but with the late night, an early morning was out of the question. I was up at 7.00 because the cat decided to keep sharpening his claws on the carpet outside the bedroom. I left the others to sleep in.

I think Fluffy emerged around 8.30 and Dobby I woke up at 9.40. We decided instead to wander out to Westlakes for a look around.

We did a little shopping, had lunch, then came home. Fluffy fell asleep in front of the TV in the bedroom, and I actually dozed off in the lounge. Well, not quite, but you know when you can still hear what's going on around you but you are zoned out? Dobby even got up to cover me with a blanket, bless her.

Sunday Fluffy went to work, and Dobby and I did some housework. Sheets, floors, ironing. Then we had to do a grocery shop, put that away, baked cupcakes, iced those, put a roast chicken in the oven, got the laundry in, vacuumed... I finally sat down after Fluffy came home about 4.00.

Dinner was lovely and I was sure glad to go to bed last night. We were all sitting in the lounge again, though, watching a show on SBS called Manson. Dobby was supposed to go to bed but shifting her is like prying glue off a sidewalk and I was really too tired to argue. The show was very good and I admit we were all enthralled.

About half way through Dobby says "I feel sick". I told her it may have been because they just showed actually crime schene photos (although in black and white). No, she insisted, I have watched heaps of those crime shows and they don't make me sick. This has been building for a while.

Okay. So we organised an icecream container for her to take to bed after the show. But I suggested that she go see if she could throw up in the loo first. I hung around the kitchen and could hear lots of long, deep burping. I wandered back into the bedroom where Fluffy had gone to bed and sat chatting to him. He suggested she had wind, from drinking a couple of cans of softdrink.

Personally I suspect it's a combination of all the rubbish she eats while we are at work of an afternoon, and a disruptive digestive system.

Anyway, I went back to check on Dobby, and she comes up with "I think I have wind..." Duh, really? Haha.

Anyway, burping seemed to take away the urge to be sick, but she still felt very nauseous. I offered a painkiller but she is always loathe to take anything. So I turned off her light and went to bed.

Personally, I had a bad night. I just couldn't seem to get down into that deep sleep and everything disturbed me. Aaah, well, at least we had a minor sleep in today (Monday). Fluffy had to go to a conference in the city so didn't need to get up at 5.15. When I woke up at 6.10 I felt like I hadn't been to sleep.

Hopefully this week will be better....

Another step closer to Grad

So this week has flown by. I wish I had exciting stuff to keep you faithful readers enthralled but sadly I do not.

The working week was extremely busy. You know when you are feeling tired, and you look at the state of your desk and what still has to be done, and feel totally overwhelmed? That's how I have been all week. Boss has flown out to Thailand now so hopefully I can stop and collect myself for a brief moment.

It seemed to be an endless round of doctors lately. Remember last Saturday, I had two appointments, one with physio and one with the doctor. Well, this Thursday I had a visit to the lady doctor for that wonderful yearly event, followed immediately by a visit to the plastic surgeon for him to check out this thing on my forehead. Then, Saturday morning was another visit to the physio.

It must be helping because at netball of Friday it didn't hurt so much to stand for an hour. Dobby played really, really well and their team thrashed their opponents, by some obscene score. I can't remember exactly what it was. She even got a few encouraging words from fellow teammates, so she really seemed to enjoy the game. One lass in particular always yells encouragement to her teammates, and I told her mother on Friday that Dobby for one finds them very supportive, so to thank the lass.

Anyway, Fluffy actually took a day off this week. Yes, he spent Saturday with us. It was so lovely to have him around. He walked with me down the end of the street to my physio appointment, and waited outside with the dog till I was finished. Then, after Dobby had "cleaned" her room we decided to go out to Tea Tree Plaza for a look around. Huge place.

We didn't buy Dobby anything from Smiggle and she cracked up. But I explained later that I was happy to buy her the necessities, but anything like that she could use her own money. She won't spend a cent at the moment because she is buying her dad's phone off him when his new one comes in. He asked her through the week what she thought was a fair price, as she had been saving for a new one of her own. She made him an offer, he lowered it a bit, and she was happy. After this week's effort she can now afford to pay him. She just has to wait till his new one comes in later this week (fingers crossed).

Anyway, while there we had lunch at Cafe Primo. I do like the food there. It has gotten expensive but it was very enjoyable. After lunch I thought I may as well look for graduation shoes for Dobby, to go with her new black lacy dress. She decided she wants silver accessories. We looked in a few stores but didn't see anything she wanted to look interested in.

Then Fluffy spotted Spendless shoes. She likes that store. She tried on several pairs and finally settled on a lovely low-ish heel silver pair, with diamonties on the toe and instep straps. They are lovely shoes and look great on her.

Then, I spotted an accessory store that had a three for two sale. We looked at some lovely jewellery and settled on a spikey diamonte necklace, a 3-pack of little diamonte and pearl earrings, and a diamonte headband in silver like the one she wore to our wedding. All up, $43. Not too unhappy with that. Sorry, I wasn't organised enough to take any pictures. Perhaps this week if I get around to it?

We also tried to get Fluffy's lovely expensive watch fixed but they told him it would cost a lot to get it going again, which we decided we might spend on a new one. However, when he left the stand, the watch seemed to be going okay for the time being, so we left it for now.

While he was doing that I scooted across to Katies and found a knitted brown and beige little bolero jacket, $60, reduced to $15. Thank you, I'll have that!

Oh, and after all that, we went back down the other side of town and picked up the cupcake baker we had ordered. And grocery shopped. Got home all pooped out.

Sunday Fluffy was back at work. Dobby and I decided to test the cupcake maker. Chocolate cupcakes with chocolate frosting! Yummo! Sorry, no photo this time. And we tried the slushie maker we bought a while ago, but it didn't make a slushie. It did make a chilled drink but not a slushie. Have to try again sometime. Maybe not enough ice...

The usual housework followed, and then a quiet evening. I think I am going to have to take Dobby back to the doctor again. She is still complaining of pains in the stomach, and was in fact almost in tears the other night. Surely it's not still constipation cause she goes regularly. The last lot of tests didn't show anything. I think I will make her an appointment for Saturday morning and get it sorted once and for all.

I'll keep you posted...

Growing Up

Yes, it's true, Dobby is growing up. High school next year. She is looking forward to getting away from most of the girls that are giving her grief this year, and moving into a larger group of girls so she can pick her own friends. She is very positive about it.

The week that was, was in fact quite low key again this week. Sunday, when I picked up Dobby from her friend's house, they reminded me that Monday was a pupil free day. Could the friend stay over night and spend the day with Dobby? I was hesitant. But agreed. Probably won't do that again for awhile. Apparently when Fluffy got home they had left the place in quite a mess. They had also eaten me out of house and home. And used my video camera without my permission. *note to self, tidy that up and recharge it before the Christmas caravan rally in 3 weeks...*

Anyway, after work Monday I also had a doctor's appointment to take a couple of biopsies on some suspicious skin things. Again. He took one from my arm, and one from my forehead. It was freezing cold in there, and he took ages. Because the one on my forehead wouldn't stop bleeding I had to lay there for over half an hour with pressure on it. Needless to say, it bruised...

So, anyway, home for spaghetti bolognaise for dinner. Dobby's friend was collected about 9.30 and we all went to bed.

Tuesday and Wednesday Boss was in Sydney so work was slow. It always seems to go slow when he is out of the office.

Thursday Dobby had her first orientation day at high school. At first she was a bit moody because there were 4 girls from her school and 3 of them sat together and none of them came near us. She felt they were talking about her.

We all got divided up into groups and we got to visit the uniform shop. Dobby's been looking forward to that for so long. We actually spent less than Fluffy anticipated we would, so he was happy. For $247 we got one tartan skirt, one cotton blouse, two navy and one white polo tops, one pair dress shorts, and a polo and shorts PE set. Plus a pair of long socks. There is a place not far from the post office I go to for work who sells the uniforms, so we are going to pick up winter clothing from there later - long pants, jacket, jumper, and a rugby top. Its a nice uniform and looks good on Dobby.

Dobby models the dress uniform... nice, hey? This skirt looks really good with the navy blue polo top too.

As I said, she was moody at first, then we got separated and us parents went to a presentation thing while the kids sat a kind of test. She came back very happy and full of beans cause all the other girls had gathered around her and included her in the group.

After the orientation day, I had to drop her off at home, make her lunch, then race into work. The rest of the day, needless to say, went very quickly. On the way home I had to stop at CMI Toyota because Fluffy was getting a new work vehicle.

His old one had to go back and someone had to pick up the new one, but he was going to be too late to get there. He asked the fellow if I could pick it up. No problem. When I worked at Cadbury Schweppes a few years ago, I used to manage our office fleet of vehicles. Turns out the fellow who I had to see was the same guy I used to deal with then. He remembered me too. Nice to catch up. As I was waiting for him to be free, Fluffy called. I told him I was still waiting, and if he wanted to, he could stop by and drive the car home. As he wasn't far away, he decided he would do that.

Once at home, we grabbed the dog and walked down to the school. Sports day. Dobby had yellow spray in her hair, and a Sponge Bob teeshirt on. She looked great. She had phoned me in a panic because she had forgotten her hat, and school rules state she couldn't participate without one. Luckily someone loaned her one. Yellow team won overall on the day so she was happy. Walked home, and had Tacos for dinner. Yummo!

Friday Boss was back in the office. It poured rain.



After a lovely sunny week, Friday was wet. Why? Because Dobby plays netball Friday night, of course. She played in the rain for the 3rd week in a row. Although the team didn't win, she played really, really well. I am very proud of her.

Saturday she and I had to go find her bathers. After waiting for her to get up (10.30!) then to clean her room (another hour), we finally got to Marion about lunch time. Holy Heck! Surely we missed something? The place was super crowded! Not one spare car park anywhere, and more cars lined up out on the street trying to get in! Just like Christmas!

Stuff that, we headed back to Big W for a look. She didn't find anything she liked there, except some swim sorts, but we decided not to buy them yet. Next stop was back to Castle Plaza to Target. Tight finding a car park there too. But managed to get one in an empty corner.

We found the togs she wanted, and although she didn't show me what they looked like, she chose a nice one-piece in royal blue, with a frill running down the centre, gathered around the bust and hips, and adjustable straps. Also, we found a couple of pairs of cheap shorts.

I then had just enough time (after waiting for 35 other people in front of me at the checkout) to dash up to the doctor to get the results of my biopsies. Turns out the patches on my arm were changing so he froze them, but the spot above my brow, which I ignored last year, has to get surgically removed. Last year it was a patch to be frozen. See what happens when you ignore it??

Anyway, on the way back home we made another stop at Big W for the swim shorts to go over the bathers. One happy kid. Also bought a present for Fluffy for Christmas but I'm not going to say what it is here in case he reads this :-)

Sunday was quite. Fluffy had been at his course in Mawson Lakes all week, and had final exams Saturday. I don't know how he did, he won't know for another week or more, but he doesn't feel confident. Apparently there is a very high fail rate. I think he grasped the concept of the formulas by the end of the week, so I guess we'll see. Fingers crossed.

Sunday he went into work till lunch. Dobby didn't get up till 11.30 after I woke her up. We will be putting a stop to this, let me tell you! So I didn't do much. Just the sheets, some washing, and later in the day, swept the floor and vacuumed the carpeted areas. I just couldn't be bothered moving much. Read a lot. Watched TV with Fluffy in the afternoon. It was nice to have him back with us.

Oh while I think of it too, through the last couple of weeks, my two standard roses down the back have been prolifically flowering. They look so lovely so have had fresh cut roses inside for about 2 weeks now. Lucky, aren't I?

This is one of the first batch of roses. I have had 4 so far.

This is my latest bunch, which sits in the middle of my dining table and smells absolutely divine!

These are the two standard roses. The one on the right came out with even more flowers, which is where most of the above photo came from.