but this afternoon I am flying by the seat of my pants, so to speak.
I have no particular post in mind, so let's see where it goes shall we?
Kim wants to know what I had for lunch, she's so desperate for me to post. Kim dear, today I had tinned tomato soup with buttered toast. Does that make you happy? Son #3 had the same, and Mr Soup and Son #2 had cream of chicken soup. Both also with toast. Last night for dinner we had homemade soup! Clearly, this is the House of Soup.
I have no idea what Son #1 had because MY BABY IS IN PERTH WITH HIS INCREDIBLY EXPENSIVE (BUT INSURED) VIOLIN WHICH IS KIND OF FREAKING ME OUT. Let's talk about something else quick.
Here, have a look at a camel.
No, I didn't make him. I photographed him.
I think I mentioned recently that I'm now working one day a week at the most beautiful shop in the southern hemisphere and boy is it fun. I get to chat all day with a good friend, catch up with lots of people from the Melbourne Steiner community when they make the trek to do some shopping there, pack people's mail orders (hi Jenny!), play with beautiful felts and yarns, sell my handknitted baby socks on the front counter and have done a photoshoot of some items for an upcoming book. So, buy the book and you can make your own camel!
OK, shameless plug over.
Apart from that I am at uni two days a week and my regular serious proper-clothes job two days a week so guess what? I'm kind of full time occupied now. No time for housework or blogging and the vacuum cleaner broke anyway which is rather sad because you should see the state of my floors. This did however, free me up to scrub the shower and bath today, and I even shined the kitchen sink so being vacuumcleanerless has its benefits.
Hmm, what else? This unplanned blogging is unnerving; I'm all over the place. And if my computer crashes as is its wont I WILL LOSE IT ALL AND THAT WILL SERIOUSLY PISS ME OFF. I feel like Badger with all these caps. Yo dudes.
I'll fill you in on some vignettes from my week, shall I?
Son #2 had a violin concert on Thursday night. Son #2 does not enjoy violin and it kind of showed in the expression on his face, but he got through it and he only has one more year to go before he can drop violin (not literally despite the insurance) and pick up a saxophone. Or clarinet which is smaller and more portable and also allows for a greater range of musical pieces too (being an older instrument)?
Son #2 also had his soccer presentation night on Friday night where we watched them all line up and be presented with a trophy each. And then to our absolute pride and the child's bewildered delight, he was called back to receive Runner Up Best on Ground. Oh we are so very proud.
Cricket season begins next week. Oy.
Son #1 is not the least bit homesick and reports via phone he hasn't had a shower the entire time he's been away because he's too shy to ask his host family if he may have one. Will they suggest it when he becomes [even more] whiffy? He is a thirteen year old boy after all. Do I get on the phone and intervene or bravely hold back and let him work it out himself? (He is a thirteen year old boy after all).
Remember I said ages ago (can't find link) that I took part in an academic study on op shopping? Well the project is finished, the art installation um, installed at the Pipemakers Park and the book launch was held on the same evening as a certain young man's violin concert which is just typical. It's not often I get invites to book launches and exhibition openings. Never mind, I THOROUGHLY ENJOYED watching Son #2 sigh his way through Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and didn't think rueful thoughts about opening nights and champagne once. Honest. And Ihave quotes in a book using my real name (no, not my porn name) and everything! Buy the book! (Look, another shameless plug!)
In other news, today we bought a chainsaw.