Because I can ...

I was thinking you lot might possibly be missing me....thus I felt it my duty to come back in this morning and let you know I'm still alive. As previously mentioned, I've been painting. Did you get that? I've BEEN painting....that means for the moment I'm finished. That's right, I'm done for now. The hallway and lounge both have a new lick of paint on their booty. I've decided to give myself an emotional and physical break before I tackle the rest of the house lol. The hallway was completed last weekend, no biggie...it was the stinking lounge that took SO friggin' long. When I felt like I'd been stepping around obstacles for weeks on end, it occurred to me that it's actually only been a week...it just felt like eons. Everything's still not quite back in place properly and at the moment it all feels so cold and sterile. I only just screwed the curtains rails up last night, so the drapes are yet to be hung, and there are no photos/pi

As some of you are aware I've been painting. Well attempting to anyway. The furniture in the lounge area is in complete chaos and I still haven't moved my computer yet. I'll be doing that this weekend because I have to get in behind here to clean the wall down ready to paint. Last night I started on the hallway with a roller. I'd already done the 'cutting in' the night before. Rolling "half Spanish White" (dirty cream) over a very VERY pale lemon is not good for your eyes. It's bloody difficult to tell in artificial lighting where you've been and where you haven't. I'll do the second coat this morning while I can still see properly. My hallway is not very wide...unfortunately my arse is...and I now have two rather nicely rounded marks on the bum of my dungaree's where I touched the wall whilst bending over painting the opposite wall and talking on the phone at the same time. The call was instantly disconnected. In the lounge,

Well here it is again. *twiddles thumbs* What to do, what to dooooo?? Hard to believe that this is my third Valentine's Day post really. That's right, count 'em up...2005, 2006 and now 2007...1, 2, 3. Who'da thought I'd still be blogging over two years down the track? Not me...I figured I'd have met a wealthy oil sheik and been whisked away to the land of gold and honey by now...or some such malarky. SO, it's here, and thus I feel the need to come up with something appropriate to write about. Pfft. Why, Why, WHYYYY??! I ask you! We barely even celebrate Valentine's Day in New Zealand! *sigh* Alright, here goes. *ahem* I hereby dedicate this Valentines Day to: * The lovely man in the coffee shop near work. This young man teases me about bran being in the muffins because he knows I won't buy one if there's any bran in them. He tells me there's bran each and every time I ask. (Take a hint Lisa, stop eating the muffins!) Yesterday he told me tha

I went to see the doctor early this morning. I went because he rang me earlier this week and said it was time to turn up for my 3 monthly check. I often manage to get away with these checks....just ring when I need medication and he writes a script. If I come down with anything that needs attention straight away, I tend to use the doctors at my place of work. I really need to print out my computer notes from work and pass them onto my personal GP (Dr Tim), so he's aware of everything my body's been going through lol. Occasionally I'll flash the mole on my left shoulder at one of my colleagues and ask "Does it look like it's grown bigger since the last time I showed you?" . Dr R has asked me before, "why don't you just let me whip it off for you?" Yeah whatever...like I'm going to let him put a needle in me, and then take a knife to me?? Truth be told I just kept saying "Yeah, ok, soon" hahaha Soon just never seems to come i

(that's you lot, just so's you know') I've learned... - that when I go up to the Orchard, I generally have to return either the same day or the following day to retrieve something, namely my handbag/purse (I can't believe I did it again!! ); - that I can say the most unexpected things at appropriate or inappropriate moments depending on who's point of view you're looking from. (If I feel it, I say it, offend or please) ; - that each time I return to the Orchard something new's eventuated. This time it was a bedroom extension and a couple of new brick pathways. As one of my brother-in-law's friends said recently "Hey mate, what's the story with all these little houses that keep popping up all over the place?" It's like playing "Spot the Difference", I love it lol; - that Anne can make a lot of noise if I sleep in 'her' bedroom/container and manage to get my sister onside with both of them having a go at me with thei