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I'm very pleased that I splashed out on CDs last week.

Combat Rock by The Clash, is what I knew it was. Now I feel motivated to put "burn all vinyl to CD" back on the to-do list. And then move onto cassettes, as I've got Sandinista tucked away somewhere, and on chrome(?) cassettes, so it may not have completely deteriorated yet.

The Cat Empire's Steal The Light is exactly what I was hoping it would be. Referred to as "ska and jazz" online, I'd add "with a very Melbourne sound".

Good music is good.

~~~

Tomorrow will be effing cold. And alas, the last cold snap (and some thirsty birds) seem to have made short work of some seeds I planted, in spite of said seeds being okay for late winter sowing. So I've filled up the bird's neglected birdbaths and I'm holding off until later in the week for more seed sowing.
splodgenoodles: (Penelope intro)
It's a warm, windy and dry day here.

Saline spray is being snorted liberally and I see a spot of codeine consumption in my near future.

~~~

Today I fed the Magpies Of Presumption out the back. Today there was one mum, and two fledgelings at the stage where they can only flutter, are beak-fed, and squawk all the time.

~~~

My new gardener came again today, and the place already is taking on better form. We have plans!

~~~

Eldest Brother also came today to complete some plastering and haul around a few bits of furniture. My living room has been quite transformed. The telly now sits on the pew that was in the shed, the bench that it was on is now across the front window, and the bookshelves have been reconfigured to make a reading nook.

It is a work in progress: I now need to get myself a nice heavy wall hanging and some curtain material.

The wall hanging is to come out of the wall at 90 degrees, to hang above the edge of the pew and thus provide a visual barrier between the front door and my television and whatever else winds up on the pew. Being a television, it's ugly and kind of uninviting: not the sort of thing you want to see from the front door.

I feel the most appropriate sort of fabric hanging will be of the sort that could look appropriate in a church, except that my church didn't do soft furnishings. I shall have to chew over this for a while, I suspect. And ask my papist and CofE friends for advice.

But in the (possibly) less distant future I'll get some pictures hung: the area above the telly now looks like just the right spot for hanging pictures salon-style. That's the style where you put up a few key pieces that draw the eye, then fill in the gaps with others. It's a good way of cramming visual art into a small space. And in this particular space, it means you get past the problem of competition between the telly and one big picture behind it.

And finally some of my arty postcards will see the light of day.

Oh and - Eldest is building some pelmets for my living room windows and when we checked the colour samples, the one that matches with what is here is "suburbia". Almond was a close match and I was tempted to go with that for the name alone but in truth it's suburbia. It really is. Oi vey.

~~~

In less good news, I've been texting so much lately that I seem to be succumbing to txtspk. Srsly. Bt thumbs hrtng, wot was i 2 do?
splodgenoodles: (gangnamstyle)
My uber-fuzzy, warm blooded friend is happy tonight, because I recently read on a website that a good way to keep cats comfortable in the heat is to keep their little pointy ears damp so I've been doing just that. (Their paws and belly are also good spots, but it's a bit harder to disguise the fact that water is involved and she, like most cats, is quite clear on her fatal allergy to the stuff when applied dermally.)

The ear thing is working so well that she wants to snuggle up next to me.

Alas, a bit of water on my ears isn't enough to have me comfortable with the arrangement. I know because I'm desperate enough to try. It really is too damn hot.

~~~

On the plus side, she's eating like mad now I've got her tinned cat food - there's life in the old girl yet.

~~~

Ooh! And a parcel from [livejournal.com profile] ant_queen. Doing well today!
splodgenoodles: (manamana)
is curious.

My leg was giving my gyp but the barometric pressure here in Melbourne is presently 1027 hectopascals and has been rising over the last 24 hours anyway, from 1025.2. Menstrual cramps got a whole lot worse all of a sudden too, so I guess this is not a weather prediction. Shame really, it could have been fun.

According to the BOM a large drop would be 7 hectopascals over 24 hours.

Maybe I should make my own barometer. Well, I already have, it's called a fractured femur - but if I made a non-biological one as well, I could calibrate the two without having to go online.
splodgenoodles: (bobthebuilder)
Don't mind me, I'm just going to complain about the weather.

1. It's too fucking hot. It's so hot that even with airconditioning, you can still feel it. The heat snakes in at every opportunity like a sentient, poisonous gas.

2. It's windy. Which means I get windbrain. Windbrain is a scatty, anxious sensation, an inability to settle and focus, bought on by windy weather. Windbrain is not nice.

Oh and
3. I've been Not Thinking about the end of this year and the start of the next one. This is a bad idea: downplaying and trying not to notice a significant moment is the surest way to ensure it really fucking trips you up. The passing of time is really annoying me at the moment.

Stupid time.

Going now.
splodgenoodles: (bobthebuilder)
Don't mind me, I'm just going to complain about the weather.

1. It's too fucking hot. It's so hot that even with airconditioning, you can still feel it. The heat snakes in at every opportunity like a sentient, poisonous gas.

2. It's windy. Which means I get windbrain. Windbrain is a scatty, anxious sensation, an inability to settle and focus, bought on by windy weather. Windbrain is not nice.

Oh and
3. I've been Not Thinking about the end of this year and the start of the next one. This is a bad idea: downplaying and trying not to notice a significant moment is the surest way to ensure it really fucking trips you up. The passing of time is really annoying me at the moment.

Stupid time.

Going now.
splodgenoodles: (Lock stock stoner eyes)
WAKE UP!

Yes, it's one of those days. The cool, wet weather is probably contributing but I refuse to complain about it for obvious reasons. Yay for cool, wet weather. More, more I say.



If we returned to something approximating normal rainfall round here, I'd have such a lush garden. I can't believe how much I used to water before the drought really set in - all that mains water on top of all that rainfall. It boggles the mind. Of course I grew different things too, and this time of year the garden was active and busy rather than in reverse hibernation, lying low and holding out for cooler and wetter weather, like it is now.
splodgenoodles: (Lock stock stoner eyes)
WAKE UP!

Yes, it's one of those days. The cool, wet weather is probably contributing but I refuse to complain about it for obvious reasons. Yay for cool, wet weather. More, more I say.



If we returned to something approximating normal rainfall round here, I'd have such a lush garden. I can't believe how much I used to water before the drought really set in - all that mains water on top of all that rainfall. It boggles the mind. Of course I grew different things too, and this time of year the garden was active and busy rather than in reverse hibernation, lying low and holding out for cooler and wetter weather, like it is now.
splodgenoodles: (Default)
The weather reports always seem to say that there may be a shower or two in a couple of days.

Today I mentioned to a receptionist how much I miss rain. It transpires she does too. She launched into a vivid description of typical Melbourne weather: heatwave followed by a massive cool change and downpour. She in particular misses the sense of anticipation in the hours beforehand and we agree that the smell of hot, wet ashpalt is a beautiful, beautiful thing.
splodgenoodles: (Default)
The weather reports always seem to say that there may be a shower or two in a couple of days.

Today I mentioned to a receptionist how much I miss rain. It transpires she does too. She launched into a vivid description of typical Melbourne weather: heatwave followed by a massive cool change and downpour. She in particular misses the sense of anticipation in the hours beforehand and we agree that the smell of hot, wet ashpalt is a beautiful, beautiful thing.
splodgenoodles: (Default)
Well.

It's all pretty fucked really.

It is feared more than 40 people have died as ferocious bushfires sweep across much of country Victoria and New South Wales.

Fourteen deaths have so far been confirmed in Victoria and more than 100 properties lost, as swamped fire crews battle dozens of blazes.

The cool change which promised to bring relief to struggling crews has instead brought changing winds, turning fires from extremely dangerous to deadly.



Really can't think of anything to say.
splodgenoodles: (Default)
Well.

It's all pretty fucked really.

It is feared more than 40 people have died as ferocious bushfires sweep across much of country Victoria and New South Wales.

Fourteen deaths have so far been confirmed in Victoria and more than 100 properties lost, as swamped fire crews battle dozens of blazes.

The cool change which promised to bring relief to struggling crews has instead brought changing winds, turning fires from extremely dangerous to deadly.



Really can't think of anything to say.
splodgenoodles: (Default)
I think I would like to smoke a pipe.

I know I should not, so I might wait until I'm old. Perhaps as my birthday gift to myself when I turn 70.

Although after 30 28 years of waiting, it will be a real heartbreaker if I then discover I don't like it.

~~~

In other news, the cool change has hit but at the risk of sounding picky and ungrateful, could we have some rain with that please?

First we had cooler winds from a different direction, but they were powerful and dry, blowing dust everywhere.

Then we had two very brief showers, and that's it.

Now it's quieter out there and not nearly as hot, but we need rain!
splodgenoodles: (Default)
I think I would like to smoke a pipe.

I know I should not, so I might wait until I'm old. Perhaps as my birthday gift to myself when I turn 70.

Although after 30 28 years of waiting, it will be a real heartbreaker if I then discover I don't like it.

~~~

In other news, the cool change has hit but at the risk of sounding picky and ungrateful, could we have some rain with that please?

First we had cooler winds from a different direction, but they were powerful and dry, blowing dust everywhere.

Then we had two very brief showers, and that's it.

Now it's quieter out there and not nearly as hot, but we need rain!

Hot Day.

Feb. 7th, 2009 01:42 pm
splodgenoodles: (Default)
It's pretty horrible.

Two pigeons are standing on the ground - on the path in the shade of the gum tree. Most unusual. One of them is arching its wings every now and again.

Poor things. It's still cooler in the laundry so I haven't let Fuzzychops out yet. Not that I think she'd even bother harassing the wildlife today, but they don't know that.

I take it when birds are overheated they keep their beaks open. Noticed it last week and again today.

We have dishes and containers of water about the place, so I guess it's the heat rather than lack of water.


PS - the smoke haze isn't too bad here.

Hot Day.

Feb. 7th, 2009 01:42 pm
splodgenoodles: (Default)
It's pretty horrible.

Two pigeons are standing on the ground - on the path in the shade of the gum tree. Most unusual. One of them is arching its wings every now and again.

Poor things. It's still cooler in the laundry so I haven't let Fuzzychops out yet. Not that I think she'd even bother harassing the wildlife today, but they don't know that.

I take it when birds are overheated they keep their beaks open. Noticed it last week and again today.

We have dishes and containers of water about the place, so I guess it's the heat rather than lack of water.


PS - the smoke haze isn't too bad here.
splodgenoodles: (Default)
I had a bucket of stuff I was going to do today.

Well okay, maybe not a bucket. But a few things. A bit of this and that.

Unfortunately this pretty much sums up my week. I am somewhat lacking in motivation. Yes, motivation, not just capacity, which is the usual deficit. I am attributing it to the prednisolone decrease, a touch of PMS and the fact that I'm permanently emotionally unbalanced.

And let's not forget the stupidly hot weather. It's 29C at the moment, which is normally hot enough for me but now feels really quite mild (nice even) compared to the last few days. I'd been hiding out under our airconditioners (yes we have two - one in the bedroom, one in the study) and regularly congratulating us on our wisdom in getting them.

But even so, I've only needed to stick my head out for a moment to start to wilt and couldn't stay in here or the bedroom the whole time. And there was *something* about the last few days - the heat was so absolute that I was still aware of it. Maybe it was a psychological thing, I don't know.

~~~

My new carer came yesterday. He is a likeable chap and so far seems quite okay re-domestic tasks, but he doesn't appear to have a car. He travels by bicycle, which kind of makes him somewhat less useful. I am rather surprised my case manager didn't check this.

This time, I walked him through a whole lot of tasks and he coped with this intrusion quite well. Funnily enough I was the one that kept referring to the list and explanations I'd prepared. But it did keep me on track and stop me from just backing off from being fussy about things or not 'bothering' about things...because of ocurse, it was all on the list that I was using.

But it also made the time quite exhausting, especially because it meant I was up and about either outside or in the hot parts of the house.

Gee, you'd hate to be really sick and trying to train up a new helper at the same time.

And if it turns out he doesn't have a car or ready access to one, I guess I'll be doing it again very soon.

~~~

Don't ask about the garden.

But feel free to pray for rain.

~~~

InsideCat(TM) has just started a four week course of cartrophin injections for osteoarthritis. Apparently she is now something of a legend at the vet's on account of her continued good health(touchwood). It's been a couple of years now since she was diagnosed with kidney disease and back then the vet was being optimistic about the possibility that she could last many more months. Since then, she's mostly been a pretty healthy and happy cat. It's really only been over the last few months that she's started looking a bit straggly again. Apparently when they get osteoarthritis they tend not to groom themselves so much, for obvious reasons.

I so so hope these injections help. We really don't want to have to make quality of life decisions on something as subjective as chronic pain. When the inevitable finally happens, I'd rather it be because critical has gone wrong, not because we've had to second guess how comfortable she is.

She is presently sitting on my feet and purring. :-)

~~~

Feel free to spam my friendspage with photos of snow, okay?
splodgenoodles: (Default)
I had a bucket of stuff I was going to do today.

Well okay, maybe not a bucket. But a few things. A bit of this and that.

Unfortunately this pretty much sums up my week. I am somewhat lacking in motivation. Yes, motivation, not just capacity, which is the usual deficit. I am attributing it to the prednisolone decrease, a touch of PMS and the fact that I'm permanently emotionally unbalanced.

And let's not forget the stupidly hot weather. It's 29C at the moment, which is normally hot enough for me but now feels really quite mild (nice even) compared to the last few days. I'd been hiding out under our airconditioners (yes we have two - one in the bedroom, one in the study) and regularly congratulating us on our wisdom in getting them.

But even so, I've only needed to stick my head out for a moment to start to wilt and couldn't stay in here or the bedroom the whole time. And there was *something* about the last few days - the heat was so absolute that I was still aware of it. Maybe it was a psychological thing, I don't know.

~~~

My new carer came yesterday. He is a likeable chap and so far seems quite okay re-domestic tasks, but he doesn't appear to have a car. He travels by bicycle, which kind of makes him somewhat less useful. I am rather surprised my case manager didn't check this.

This time, I walked him through a whole lot of tasks and he coped with this intrusion quite well. Funnily enough I was the one that kept referring to the list and explanations I'd prepared. But it did keep me on track and stop me from just backing off from being fussy about things or not 'bothering' about things...because of ocurse, it was all on the list that I was using.

But it also made the time quite exhausting, especially because it meant I was up and about either outside or in the hot parts of the house.

Gee, you'd hate to be really sick and trying to train up a new helper at the same time.

And if it turns out he doesn't have a car or ready access to one, I guess I'll be doing it again very soon.

~~~

Don't ask about the garden.

But feel free to pray for rain.

~~~

InsideCat(TM) has just started a four week course of cartrophin injections for osteoarthritis. Apparently she is now something of a legend at the vet's on account of her continued good health(touchwood). It's been a couple of years now since she was diagnosed with kidney disease and back then the vet was being optimistic about the possibility that she could last many more months. Since then, she's mostly been a pretty healthy and happy cat. It's really only been over the last few months that she's started looking a bit straggly again. Apparently when they get osteoarthritis they tend not to groom themselves so much, for obvious reasons.

I so so hope these injections help. We really don't want to have to make quality of life decisions on something as subjective as chronic pain. When the inevitable finally happens, I'd rather it be because critical has gone wrong, not because we've had to second guess how comfortable she is.

She is presently sitting on my feet and purring. :-)

~~~

Feel free to spam my friendspage with photos of snow, okay?
splodgenoodles: (Penelope evening gown)
I am a grubby old woman in yesterday's underpants and last week's sarong. And I don't even know why the undies are on, frankly, except I can't be arsed taking them off.

And if anyone doesn't like it, they can go outside.

PS: And I just found some mashed banana in my hair. (Memo to self: do not eat banana sandwiches without first tying hair back).

[livejournal.com profile] tenbears has just put his hair in a bun.
splodgenoodles: (Penelope evening gown)
I am a grubby old woman in yesterday's underpants and last week's sarong. And I don't even know why the undies are on, frankly, except I can't be arsed taking them off.

And if anyone doesn't like it, they can go outside.

PS: And I just found some mashed banana in my hair. (Memo to self: do not eat banana sandwiches without first tying hair back).

[livejournal.com profile] tenbears has just put his hair in a bun.

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