Procrastination and other stuff

I think this is a funny picture – the little dog looks so happy. It is also something to look at while I write this blog. My sister sent it to me but I don’t know where she got it from.

We have emptied the rainwater tanks and cleaned out the one we use for drinking water, now we wait for rain again. The rocket I planted is looking a bit sad. I was hoping to have some while the family were here last week but it isn’t big enough to harvest. There are still a few tomatoes left that the birds (twenty-eights) have left for us. The veges at the local store are sometimes OK but not always very fresh. I guess that is one of the drawbacks living rural.

I came back from Perth on Monday and brought Bessie (Kath’s dog) with me. She hyperventilated until Donnybrook and then she settled down. She does smell a lot, especially her breath and her farts. I’m more used to Stella who is quite nice smelling except when she has been rolling in something disgusting like dead fish.

When I got home, the family had already arrived and that was just as well. When Roland got home (he had been fishing) he had hurt his leg on the transom of the boat. Kath dressed it for him. I’m glad I didn’t have to use my rusty first-aid skills (although I did the course earlier this year). That is one of the problems getting older, one’s balance can be dodgy. I do the Tibetan Rites every morning to keep myself balanced – in more ways than just physical! The Rites segue nicely with the asana work I do each day.

About the procrastination, well, I’ve got a pair of yoga pants that need to be hemmed and I have been meaning to fix them since I got back from Perth … I keep thinking of other things to do, like writing drivel in this blog!

I’m a Leonard Cohen Tragic

Oh wow! My good friend Robin has given me the Leonard Cohen Live in London CD set.

We went to the concert together in Perth in February this year and it was magic. I’ve been waiting to get up to Perth to buy the CD set and now I’ve got it in my hot little hand – I’m overwhelmed.

I might end up with two copies because I had asked my friend Marian to get it for me, in case they sold out.

Am I not the luckiest person! Such good friends, such a lovely gift.

blogging for the olympics?

I never realised that blogging was a competition!

More on this when I get around to writing up the blog next time or I’ll add to this one probably.

Out and about

We went through to Albania today so Stella (the LBD*) could have her hair cut. A trip to Albany is a big outing for us! We set off late – for various reasons – and we were travelling in the Rocky** which makes life a little slower. The 10am appointment seemed achievable when I made it but with road works and other diversions, the 120kms between Walpole and Albany took a little longer than expected. OK, we were late. Latish, and I did phone from the Marbelup crossing to explain …
Roland is not used to driving in traffic and Albany was busy. Lucky we have out-of-town number plates because some of his driving strategies were hair-raising. We attracted some strange looks and stranger language. If my hair wasn’t so curly I’d have ended up looking like Struwwelpeter or like someone who had inserted their finger into the electric socket. However, in my old age I’ve learned to shut-up and practice my pelvic floor exercises. Believe me, this is not difficult in the circumstances.
Our other business was to buy a deepfreeze. I’d made a list of all the relevant dealers so we were relatively well organised. In the event, the first shop we went to had exactly what we wanted, size, shape etc. and at a good price. Julie, the helpful, courteous, friendly woman who sold it to us gave us a great deal. Getting it into the back of the Rocky was slightly more problematic and there was much shifting of seats and huffing and puffing until it was satisfactorily lodged and the back door could shut. I did the shutting-up/pelvic floor exercises trick again. LBD had to squeeze into a small space but she didn’t seem to mind. She curled up and went to sleep for the trip home. I guess she was just pleased to be with her humans again. It can’t be much fun being bathed, clipped and having your anal glands emptied (although it probably feels really good after it is finished).
So, after all that, the freezer is now home, it is up and running and waiting to filled with the fish that are waiting to be caught – but not by me.

*Little black dog
** 4WD Daihatsu Rocky, not an SUV, more like a little truck and not built for comfort.