


With the move to our new office fast approaching, we have all been instructed to clean our desks (and surrounding areas). To aid the removal of all the rubbish, CW have hired a skip. They have hired one before and we filled it in less than a day. This second one is also filling up fast. The main reason for the speed with which it is being filled: Jason has cleaned up his desk! Two wheelie bins, and two rubbish bins worth, in fact. And this photo is the result. Now off to make sure the rubbish under my desk makes it to the skip too....

Last night we drove out to Eton with Jason's parents, to participate in Dad's live gig recording. When planning to go, never did I imagine we might take such a big role in the actual recording itself. When we got there, we just so happened to have sat at a table right adjacent to the main crowd microphone. Dad recorded 'Copperhead Road' and 'The Gambler'. Well, my foray into music recording, was with the later. During one section where I knew the crowd was supposed to pipe up, I did, but hardly anyone else did (this was the problem). Needless to say my lack of vocal skills has now been recorded for all eternity. Sad, very sad indeed.

This morning we played barefoot lawn bowls with some others from work. We played at Suburban Bowls Club on Wardrop Street, and it was a great morning. For a very small green fee, we were treated to a tutorial, and a fantastic bbq lunch. After Jason had a couple of brilliant practice ends, he fell away miserably. Losing to Duncan (and myself). Jason's nickname is now Crackerjack.

Inspired by Ali Edwards' new daily creative idea, I've decided to give the same thing ago. Maybe not every day, but as often as I can. This gladioli was given to me by grandma from her garden today, when I visited her and mum for morning tea. Gladdies are the only flower I can grow, but I haven't tried since we moved into Garraway St. Grandma has kept them up, and each year they seem to be better than the last. I particularly love this yellow colour. And it seems fitting with all the cancer news of late, and daffodil day coming up.
Last night I went with Mum and Grandma to a Liquor Party at Kristen & Brendon's. Definitely a lot more exciting than your usual tupperware party, and on arrival I wished that I hadn't volunteered to drive. The party consisted of several tastes of different liquers, ports, creme liquers, and high-alcohol beverages. A lot of them were 'injected' into a small ball of icecream, and then others were served in watermelon, or just straight up. Needless to say the ones with the icecream were my favourite, and in particular the Choc-Orange. I ended up buying a Choc-Orange and a Mocha-Choca for us, and then a couple of bottles for Mum and Dad for christmas presents. Both Mum and Grandma seemed to enjoy themselves. Mum even knocked back a shot of a zambuka-like liquer.
Kristen's dogs Aztec and Inca have grown since I last saw them. Inca in particular, as I have only seen her as a cute little pupply, but she has now grown into something which can only be described as one of the evil gremlins (particularly when the ears prick up and sit more out to the side).


Last night I went to Linda's place to help celebrate Toby's 6th birthday. Jason couldn't go as he had Aikido, but Karen & Daniel were able to pick me up. Reed has gotten even bigger since last time I saw him, and was doing this really cute gurgling when being held by MeMa (Imelda). Ben was really cute too, and wanted to give everyone high-fives as they were leaving.
Lee and Linda need to go into business decorating birthday cakes. Over the last couple of years we have seen number 5's covered with spiders, number 4's covered with a race track, and now for Toby's 6th they created a pirate ship. It was awesome, but I forgot my camera, so I will have to try and get a copy off Frank.