Back to school time

I spent most of the summer waiting for the last week in January to rock around so all the kids can go back to school. Of course, I don’t have any myself but I have the distinct misfortunate of being the only childless house in a street full of school aged children. They spend their summers being an extreme source of annoyance to me, completely unbeknownst to them of course. The yelling, the screaming, the sooking and crying – and that’s just coming from their parents. :P

This year has brought a new form of torture in the days leading up to their first day back at school. Bloody recorders! I hate them! What I hate even more is that the very same children who won’t do prep work for maths or English during their holidays are quite happy to “practice” their bloody recorders for HOURS on end! Whether it’s Mary Had a Little Lamb, Hot Cross Buns or Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, it’s all absolutely infuriating.

Of course, it could always be worse. They could have a cornet. Without a mute. Like I do. And play the C Major scale ad infinitum. Just like I plan on doing shortly if that bloody recorder does not SHUT UP! :lol:

Incidentally, given that it is Australia Day – to all the Aussies out there, may your afternoon be full of BBQ, booze, backyard cricket and a lammington or ten. :P

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Famous last words

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Cats....always watching and secretly mocking your efforts.

I’d like to know exactly why it is that as soon as there is anything that comes with the instructions “some assembly required”, I always tend to think it can’t be too difficult. After all, if it was too difficult to do, then they would sell it whole – or at least warn you that it’s a pain in the butt to do it yourself. Personally I think anything from Ikea should come with that warning but that’s another story. The last couple of days I was thinking of how nice it would be to have a couple of bikes that we could take riding out along the bay, or up at Daisy Hill or even when we went away for short breaks up or down the coast.

I already had a mountain bike from my teenage years, still not in bad nick but there is one thing terribly wrong with it (sorry Mum, for she bought it for me). It is the most ghastly shade of pink you’ve ever seen (again, sorry Mum). If you can think of that fluoro pink mixed with fluoro high visibility vest type orange, that is the kind of pink that it is. In retrospect, I’m guessing that’s why we ended up getting the horrid pink/orange – ghastly, but at least I’d be easily seen on my treks to and from school. I figured my sister doesn’t have a bike, nor is she completely turned off by the revolting pinkness of my old one, I would kindly donate it to her.

So off on a 5hr quest we went to find two bikes for the both of us that wouldn’t break the bank. After visiting the first bike store, the prices almost gave me chest pain. Their “budget” bike for recreational riding was somewhere in the realm of $800. Granted, they were very pretty and they had disc brakes instead of the standard ones on a cheaper bike but OMG, I could buy two flash sticks for that price. Or another lens! And then the standard price comparison – OMG that’s a bit over half my fortnightly pay! For just one!

Then I remembered seeing bikes in a Big W catalogue, so we hit Target because it was the nearest department store. Their selection was dismal so off to Big W we went, ending up somewhere in Capalaba where I found my pretty blue bike – only they didn’t have any in stock to sell. BUT having found my 2 wheeler beast, I was not going to be deterred by such a simple thing as “no stock available”. A few hours later, we ended up at the Big W closest to home and got my blue bike there as well as a silver one for my other half – all for half the price of what we were looking at for one gotten from a specialty store.

There was just one catch – they were only 90% assembled and you do the rest of it yourself when you get home. Now I figured this can’t possibly be too hard. I mean, thousands of mums and dads do this at Christmas time every year in the few hours before Christmas Day itself. Surely if it couldn’t be done very quickly or easily, they wouldn’t do it. Big W does offer a bike assembly service for $16 or so per bike but the cheapskate in me insisted that such a small job wasn’t worth that much.

Let’s just say, if you have a bad track record with Ikea products, then just pay the $16 for pre-assembly and be done with it. It’s not as big a headache as putting a book case or a filing cabinet together but it’s still one hell of a pain in the rear. :lol:

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Tasmania’s South West Wilderness – still under threat

Lake Pedder

Nov. 2008 - Lake Pedder, South West Tasmania

I remember the first time I visited Tasmania. It was an exciting time, my first “big” trip away as a family interstate. We had a wonderful time travelling across the island over a few weeks, making the most of the time we had despite the sometimes inclement weather. The Tasmanian wilderness really struck a chord with me. So much so, that I’ve now been back another two times and would consider it my favourite place in Australia to visit.

My most recent visit was in November last year and I was eager to re-visit the places I held most dear to me from that first visit more than 15yrs ago. One of the places on my list was Lake Pedder, which although it had been dammed long before my visit the first time, still seemed very beautiful to me. I was shocked to say the least with what I saw last year. The water level has fallen remarkably, one of

Still wild, still threatened

the few clues that Tasmania was actually experiencing a drought. Also unlike my last visit, the lake was eerily quiet with very few tourists around.

I wouldn’t say it was a disappointment – the trip out to Lake Pedder was highly amusing for us given our GPS was happy to navigate us there but completely lost the plot on the return trip. But the difference that I observed was astounding. On the way back to “civilisation”, I noticed a sign strung between two trees….it reminded me that the battle might have been won all those years ago to save the south-west wilderness, but the war is still going on.

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Talk to the paw!

It’s only when I go sifting through my hard drive that I realise just how many photos I’ve taken of the cats. Over the last 2yrs, I’ve accumulated around 1200 shots of passable quality. Thanks to the digital age, I’m not forced to choose one shot over another to put in an album. Now that I have a Flickr Pro account, I don’t even have to be selective with my uploads. Mojo has gotten to the stage where he will squint or close his eyes when he hears a beep or sees the start of the flash. He just has to see the DSLR now and he heads out through the cat flap. Rosie on the other hand remains willing to be my close up queen.

I took this one on my old Panasonic after about 50 shots in macro and to be honest, I can’t even remember what it was I was trying to capture. I guess I was feeling a bit fussy like Rah and wanted it to be just right. Regardless of what I was going for, Rosie demonstrated quite nicely that even a poser has her limits – no more photos today thank you! :lol:

Talk to the paw!

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Let's just call it personal development…

As part of my remuneration package, I get a professional development bonus to use for continuing education expenses. If you don’t use it by the end of two years, they pay it out minus the tax of course. Of course, I could use it for a conference or perhaps for continuing education since they’ve paid it out but I figured if there was something I was interested in doing, I would have spent it on that already. Besides which, the only course I would be even remotely thinking about doing would cost far more than that. :lol:

I’ve been thinking about getting an external flash and another lens for my DSLR for a while now and because the funds are there, it’s very hard to resist the temptation. But then comes the big decision….which one to choose? Do I get another zoom lens? Or a macro lens? Telephoto? There really is a lot to choose from and it is really easy to justify a use for all of them. I finally made up my mind and decided to go with a Canon Compact Macro lens. I still wouldn’t mind another zoom lens….but maybe that can wait until I get my next personal professional development bonus. :P

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Phoney Photo Pile #1

So the first fortnight (plus a bit) is over and I’ve still managed to take my photo a day. Woot! I might even last longer than I did at the last 365 challenge. I put my little collage together and then realised that I didn’t  put them in the right order that they were taken. You’ll survive I’m sure. :P

Phoney photos batch 1

Left to right, in rows: [1] Rusty old tools; [2] Sky over Milton; [3] My potted frangipani in flower; [4] Some horrid weed in my yard; [5] Mojo looking “happy”; [6] My dolphin calender from Leigh; [7] Hitler’s diet scrawled on paper; [8] My fender bender; [9] Flickr on a tee (also from Leigh); [10] Bunnings, favourite weekend shop; [11] Drive by shot of an acreage property; [12] Interior decorating in the work office; [13] The dash of my car; [14] Turkish Delight; [15] The fish tank; [16] Max, asleep as usual

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Hitler the dietitian

So I decided to get a little bit more serious about the whole weight loss thing and I said casually to my doctor that I might want to see a dietitian. I imagined that I would go there, sit down and go through what I currently eat and be told the things I already knew – like chocolate not being one of the main food groups. Anyway, doctor thinks it is a great idea and asks me who I want to see. I had not the foggiest idea so I asked for who she would recommend. I should have had a little inkling of suspicion of what I was in for when she recommended Hitler (not his real name obviously) because she said he had achieved some fantastic results with people she thought were lost causes. :lol:

By no means do I consider myself a lost cause, but sheesh, if he could transform a 180kg person into a svelte (by comparison) 80kg person, he’s got to be good right? At that time, I was still expecting the drill of “well you’re basically doing the right thing but I’d like to see you eat more vegetables” or something like that. But then, I hadn’t met Hitler at that stage.

After meeting with Hitler, I know why he gets good results. Even though he’s perfectly nice, he comes across as being a little bit intimidating. Almost like he’ll just instantly know if you’ve put something that’s not on the list into your mouth. So consequently, despite some strong feelings of resentment about having to get rid of cheese, honey and my beloved nightly Milo – I have kept to “the plan” so far. Well except for the lasagna I had for tea tonight….I’m pretty sure that bechamel sauce would be one of the naughty foods to be avoided but I reconciled that with having the smallest possible portion and having more vegies with it instead. Even so, I’m beginning to sweat a little….what if Hitler finds out? EEEEK! :P

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Anzac fail cookies

Well I’ve finished my 52 Blessings challenge from last year but I’ve kind of gotten used to blogging on a Sunday, or at least having a regular weekly reason to blog. I was thinking of continuing on with the 52 Blessings thing but the well was running pretty dry by Week 52. Against my better judgement, I decided to join a Phoney 365 challenge that Leigh is doing – if for no other reason than to prove that it can be done.  I’m not entirely sure how confident I am of that statement….the last 365 photo challenge I did, I lasted around a month and a half at the most. :lol:

So in case I pike on the Phoney 365, I decided to set myself another weekly challenge for the year. I touched on my concept of fail cooking last year when I had a go at making some double chocolate chip cookies. I was so inspired by such comments as “kangaroo poop” and being able “to see ugly faces in them”, I’ve decided to make fail cooking a regular feature.

Here’s my latest effort – Anzac fail cookies! At first you might be thinking, well they don’t look anywhere near as horrid as the last lot but I have gotten a little deceptive in my photography. The aerial shot exists purely to make them look like flat, tiny cookies. The actual fact is that they are more like little balls of cookie with a flat base on them. How they managed to be crisp on the outside and chewy on the inside while retaining the shape of a macaroon is completely beyond me. :P

But if you want to know what makes these cookies extra fail worthy, I’ll share a few trade secrets:

  1. Use the oldest coconut you have, it’s even better if you can’t recall ever buying any. Mystery coconut adds something special.
  2. Don’t bother measuring the golden syrup, just have a rough guess. If it makes the mixture a little gooey, just add more mystery coconut.
  3. Again with the bi-carb of soda, have a guess. It’s extra entertaining when you add too much to the hot melted butter and syrup and it foams up like something from chemistry class. Of course that means you have to get more syrup and butter but hey, what’s the point of cooking if you can’t have a little fun doing it?
  4. A lot of people will tell you that you have to make sure your flour is “fresh” or that you should at least have a rough idea what decade you bought it in. The best part about fail cooking is that details like that really don’t matter. You’re still going for the right flavour but if the texture and appearance goes to putty, then so much the better.
  5. If you’ve run out of rolled oats in the pantry, don’t despair. You know those little sachets of flavoured minute oats you can get to make porridge at work during your tea break? Those are fantastic backups. Although I would try to stick to flavours that complement each other – like honey buzz and vanilla. Strawberry and apple flavoured probably aren’t that good a mix to use in an Anzac cookie recipe.
Anzac fail cookie

Anzac fail cookies, just as yummy as the real thing but twice as borked!

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My “miracle a week”

At work, we often talk about getting our “miracle a week”, or at least that’s our aim. Being the last week of the year, I was dubious that I would be able to take a photo of this particular miracle in time for it to be one of my 52 Blessings. At the end of last year, we said that we would definitely get it in the ground this year. With 2008 drawing rapidly to a close with only one day to spare, it seemed quite unlikely.

I can scarcely believe it! It is now IN the ground as opposed to sitting on top of it. It’s not yet plumbed in or fenced but those are minor details to me. The biggest hurdle with the spa apart from digging the hole for it was getting it in the ground being that it was too heavy for the both of us to handle without severely injuring our backs. I’m not what he bribed his mate and step-dad with but I came home from work today and hey presto! It’s in the ground.

What a fantastic way to end the year! Now there’s just the plumbing, fencing, retaining wall and more garden beds to do. But hey, we have to have some DIY left to do in 2009. :lol:

The spa IN the ground

My miracle a week.....the spa is IN the ground!

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The Twelve Leftovers of Christmas

There’s something about Christmas lunches and dinners that inspires everyone to over cater for whatever group of people they have coming around. Personally, I tend to cater for a full serve of everything for half the people that are coming. For the most part, this works well because everyone tends to have just a little bit of everything and in my family, there is always the one or two people who are allergic or intolerant to at least something we commonly eat at Christmas. The trouble with being the host is that you are the one who ends up with all the leftovers stuck in your fridge. We have a bad track record of using leftovers in our house. Generally, they sit there happily festering away until such times as they are capable of growing legs and walking out to the bin. :P

No one seemed to agree with my method of catering this year because I ended up with surprise leg of ham, trifle and nibblies because nobody thought they were bringing enough with just what I had asked for. Consequently, I’ve got enough unopened dip and crackers to feed around 30 people, along with the lollies, savoury biscuits, nuts, rum balls and chocolates that appeared out of nowhere. Not to mention at least half of the six different desserts that made an appearance as well as the potato bake, beef, turkey, ham, prawns and salad. Aside from letting it fester in the fridge, the only choice we had was to palm off a lot of it to unsuspecting friends and family. :lol:

So I have come up with a new Christmas carol, which a lot of people will identify with in the aftermath of Christmas. Think of it as the 12 Days of Christmas, in reverse.

On the first day after Christmas, I had leftover in my fridge:
Two kilograms of prawns,
Heaps of roast beef,
A fair chunk of turkey,
Tonnes of different salads,
A partly eaten trifle,
Half of a plum pudding,
Three quarters of a cheesecake,
A bourbon slow-cooked ham!
Multitudes of dips,
A little potato bake,
Half a Christmas cake,
And the remnants of a large fruit platter!

Repeat ad nauseum with changing amounts until it’s all gone one way or another! :D

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