"Oh What A World My Parents Gave Me "

Hello and happy ANZAC Day. Personally I love ANZAC Day, because there is an unspoken " niceness " with people that is often missing on other days. There is a real sense of " togetherness ", everyone smiles at each other and is so much more respectful than on other days.

We got out of the car and began to walk to where the parade was and I immediately burst into tears. I am always so emotional on these days. When I see the Vietnam Vets, I am a total mess ! Also too the old men, I sob and sob and sob.....then when we sing " Advance Australia Fair " well off I go again.

I am sat here with a glass of Ninth Island Pinot ( I don't drink ) but my brother brought it and I thought, well why not...all very civilised....the rain is pelting down ( even better )...I quite fancy some gum drops ice cream too ! Maybe will go get some in a second.

I have just bought 36 Roofy badges from some reason...compulsive Rufus purchases I guess...more later got some spell weaving to do.....

"Help "

I DIDN'T LOOK AT SOME COMMENT SOMEONE LEFT ME AND PUT IT ON THE BLOG. CAN SOMEONE TELL ME HOW TO REMOVE THE COMMENTS.

"Magnus "

Weird ! We have three cats. Fritz, Scout and Audrey.

Scout has been missing for several days. So last night His Lordship and I were sat watching
" Life on Mars " when we heard this weird meowing at the window. Neither of us recognised the meow, so we trotted off to the window, and who should be there but a very furry and big pawed grey and white tom, a bit like the one pictured.

In he came, let us pick him up, cuddle him, sit on our laps. He sprawled out in front of the fire, and became very comfy, very quickly.

" Welcome Magnus ".

But where is Scout ?

And why when one large tom cat disappears, does another appear ?

We live in the middle of no-where.

Where is Scout ? Who is Magnus ?

What is the universe trying to tell us ?

Answers on a postcard please !

Meow !

" A Place To Rest And Forget Yourself.... "

Two weeks ago when I went for day surgery was an interesting time. I fully expected to basically sit down and have the plastic surgeon just remove what had to be removed. Instead I was put in a little white room, made to strip off, put on a robe, get under the covers and lay for a while before being wheeled on the bed to the operating room.

I had about 2 hours to wait after arriving at 7:00 am during which time I listened on my ipod touch to Medwyn Goodall and my darling Rufus.

It was the first time in so long that I could lay there and simply not worry about anything. I didn't have to be anywhere, doing anything, except doing what I was doing there in that white room. Suffice to say I did enjoy myself. Kind of odd to enjoy yourself in hospital but I did.

I also enjoyed the nurse's face when she asked me what religion I was..she said she'd heard of Wiccan but didn't really know what it meant. I said " Well basically I'm a dirt worshipper who dances naked under the moon ". Funny eh, in a Catholic hospital !!

Anyway, I love my plastic surgeon. He is South African, and whilst he is not cute at all, there is something about him that's quite magnetic ( NO not his bank account ).

So do I need a boob job now ? No I don't ! There's one part of my anatomy that's perfect !

" I ain't a soft and saccharine wannabe "

My wasp sting is humungous ! My arms are like " dinner lady central ". Hahaa.

My boy came back from Melbourne today, he looked very smart when we met for tea. Hair, very cool, moustache and beard, very Conquistador, top, very black and fitted, yummy.

I do not like it much when he is away from us. We are still as scarily in love as we were when we first met, I mean the second time round, not when he was 13 and I was 5. When I was 30 and he 38. I love being in love. I have had a lot of boyfriends, and funnily enough I did laugh when I found out that one I had a " dangerous liaison " with is now embroiled at the centre of a current, well spoken about Tasmanian government scandal. I have some uber dirt on him relating to his weird, theatrical, Frank West type sexual proclivities....but hey....who am I to spill the dirt !
I'll save the fact I had to climb out of a window to escape from him one late night for a more useful and opportune time.

Just call me Monica.

"My Phone's On Vibrate For You "

I keep being weird and bursting into song for no reason. I have been working on one or two Rufus songs on the piano, and even though I am female, English/Australian and bat for both teams, instead of male, Canadian and gay, I do fancy myself as a bit of a female Roofy. Sad and pitiful...but I love him. My opening to " Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk " is very convincing...

I got stung by a wasp today. The second time in my life. I put my elbow on it ( didn't know it was there ) and stiiiing ! The last time I did it, I was five and I put my palm on one ( and stiiiing ! ) same thing.

Gosh I am boring.

My Ebay auctions have been going nuts recently. I am very shocked. I always charged low prices as I wanted to help people, BUT the lower priced stuff seems to stick around and the higher priced stuff is leaping off the e-shelves...I'm not complaining, but find it unusual.

I should go and iron the little baebes school uniform. Then I should go to bed to fantasize about Rufus and his Lordship and me !!! Hahahahaha ! Last time anything like that happened it wasn't with Rufus...but it was in North America....

Ooo-eer !

" Women In Dressing Gowns "

A dear and beloved chum of mine e-mailed today. She asked me to let her know when we thought we might have another baby, so she and her chap could do similar and our babies could be friends. I thought that a top idea, but then she went on to say we could both be " mummies in our muu muus "...and that is what got me.

What a mighty fine idea. I could just see dearest M and myself, boobs everywhere and new baebes in arms, rocking around the Gravelly in our muu muus....I must let her know....I am up for that !

Also too.....HIS LORDSHIP IN MULTI-TASKING SENSATION...

Today his Lordship told me he had finally been able to multi-task. Excited by this admission I requested how he had established this fact... apparently he can now sit in bed....... drink a cup of tea....AND eat a biscuit AT THE SAME TIME !!

I am so proud.

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" It's Using The Plumbing "

This image is tooooo tiny to show the beautifulness therein !

Anyway, I digress....I am sat on the couch with little babe, Dixon, Naboo and Audrey. My teeth are furry, have been a piggywig all day ! We made a step today, out of stones we three collected from the garden. It was a quiet family day today..after a night of super-loud rain..I am boring !

" and indeed an irresponsible, geo-political attitude "

I thought I'd lost my keys again today ! I hadn't, but did have a panic in the interim. Nice helpful colleagues showed suitable empathy, one going so far as to say she'd " give me hers to get a copy of ". If I had. The dragon lady's reputation is big, and there was no way I was going to her again with a tale of lost keys.

I am trying not to curse myself, but I got a new lanyard which broke, thus keys came a tumblin' from my neck, so I tied them to my trousers, the hook near the pocket, it came loose. I think the universe is trying to tell me something...I am being so careful I promise.

I had a card reading last week, indications of another child were suggested, interestingly, since the day before I had the strongest feeling that another one was waiting on us....am sitting with the thought for a while....

Ok better go and do some Drama Teaching...Grade Eights !

" Let Me Sleep "

Oh I DID NOT want to wake up this morning !

I was having the most gorgeous, erotic ( not sexual ) dream about my darling RUFUS. Oooh !

We were in a hotel room, it had a partition and a work colleague was round the corner, we sneaked round one side of the hotel room. We were snogging against a wall, out of sight and laughing quietly.

But it wasn't sex, it was the running of my hands through his thick lustrous brown hair, his hands on my cheeks and the looking into each other's eyes, and the knowledge that this beautiful gay man was making out with me. ME !!!!!! How did I manage that ?

There was also a large bowl of handmade chocolates by us too !

I can't capture the delicacy and sensuality of the dream in words, I can only slip back into the memory of it. I woke up feeling refreshed, but sorry to have had to have the dream cut short.

I told His Lordship and he exclaimed how I am a woman of simple tastes. Rufus and chocolate...hahahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

" Steve Kons By Name..Steve Kons By Nature "

My face is carved up, but I am pleased with it.

I told all the children His Lordship and I had been fencing and I hadn't been wearing a mask. They all believed me ! Hahahaa.

" Bye-bye Moley "

Tomorrow I am going to hospital for day surgery. I am having a mole removed from my face and arm, lest they should develop into something heinous.

I am not remotely nervous, but I am happy about getting a day off work and having lunch with my man.

I am not keen at getting up at 5:30 though !

I have just washed Naboo. He decided to go swimming in the dam and as well as smelling like pond, he also has an orange tide mark across him. He is now dozing on the settee, and avoiding all eye contact with me ( heinous woman ). I am thirsty and peckish, I should go to bed, but as usual, the ( totem ) night owl that I am doesn't want to !

" Midwyche On A Sunday Morning "

It's one of those days when all is right with the world.

I feel very happy this morning. Is it a good night's sleep ? Is it the Native American drumming ritual I took part in last night ? is it my beautiful daughter singing to herself or my lovely man planing wood ? Is it the cold but sunny morning ? Is it a realisation that I am GRATEFUL for a wonderful life ? Is it the tarot reading I had yesterday too ?

Most likely it is all of the above !

I am lucky, I am grateful and I am prosperous.

" Here's What I KNow About The Keys "

Here's what I know about the keys !

I had them at the start of period 2, because I used them to let another teacher into his room. I did not open my own classroom door as my class went to the computer room, which I opened with the keys.

I locked the computer room door and before the end of the lesson we all walked down to the normal classroom, which I unlocked.

We spent 10 minutes in there 'til the bell went.

It is after this, I can't remember if I locked the classroom door, which I usually do. I then went to the canteen and to the detention room. So somewhere between E block and when I realised they had gone ( lunch ).

I didn't hear a cling as if they dropped out. I had a nice class so am not sure they would have been pinched. I know I had them in the school...so logic tells me they were lost there. I have looked everywhere and asked everyone....something tells me theft...though I don't know how as they were in my bag and my bag stays with me closely at all times !

Oh well :)