We are heading into hump week and we are starting to get weary. B3 has started to have bad dreams about crocodiles. Sigh and he isn’t the only except that my dreams aren’t about crocodiles they are about run away cows, horses and dogs. I’m yet to Google there meaning..I’m sure there is some subconscious message there.
So it’s Monday and here are the few things running through my head.
1. I’m aching for an adventure with my children. I literally want to pack up and run…but no adventure is complete without dad…so we must wait.
2. Cancer is an arse…he has attacked a new someone I love…this some one is so dear to me…I’m scared I dont know what to do. They typically stoic as ever has packed herself up and headed south to get the best possible treatment to get well because as she says there is no point in just sitting..Idleness leads to nothing…
3. I am making this for dinner…will let you know how it goes.
4. If see another rainbow this winter I am going to go nuts.
5. My husband is 6ft5 with a size 18 shoe I can never ever imagine anyone any bigger but just look at this basketball player. Do you think the other players feel seriously in adequate?
6. Discovered my dog Big Boy who was a stray (he literally turned up and never left. We door knocked every house in my town and nobody claimed him) was indeed a pig dog as I have always thought way back when in his former life. Not because he is a dangerous animal no he has a badly scarred tear from his mouth to his ear one I assume was never attended to. So how did this little bit of information get verified..last week one of my neighbour’s pigs got out and well Big Boy took her down and knew exactly what he was doing. Have never seen that rounded 11 years old boy move so fast. Don’t fret although it took a lot to separate him from her but both pig and dog were fine. Me on the other hand not so much. Not one who sees the value in pig dogging (getting rid of feral pigs yes pig dogging no) I couldn’t get over how much Big Boy loved it (the ahem attacking of the pig)…he was tail wagging…eyes bright and happy. The pig however was not and thankfully for Big Boy was detusked as the pig gave as good as she got. I don’t see the sport in pig dogging…its a cruel and inhumane way to kill an animal both pig and dog…and using a dog to do your dirty work for you is not hunting nor is it a sport…there is no skill in that..moving on..
7. I love the casualness of the boy friend jean but can never pull it off without looking like a sack of potatoes if you like me need help have a little look at these inspirations.
8. I attended a wedding once where Red Rooster was served, the radio played and a whole pig was brought in on a beer trolley but this is equally as good.
9. Its true the moon does affect how you sleep read more here.
10. And the only reason I’m not getting this is because I have to pay for it…in the mean time they can watch ABC kids just like I have too.
That it my sweets have a great week! Off to find out what a dreaming of a menagerie means…but if you know can you let me know..Googling is a little more effort than I care to exert today.
Xx Deb
