Category: Journal
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On old age and misery
Today I looked in the mirror and saw a long black hair in my nose. I know that nose hair has an important role to play but I thought it was something that was only visible in old men? Am I turning into an old man? Something happens once you pass the age of 35: […]
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Brewery tour for $10 and Collette Dinnigan for $6
Ben is home. Hooray! He had a very productive trip in the Black Forest region of Germany. It wasn’t all work though. On one day, he took some time off to visit a German brewery. For the paltry sum of NZ$10, he got a tour of the brewery, two cups of beer and this handsome […]
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An unimportant job?
Someone told me this week that I should get a job. Haven’t I got a job already? Is looking after one’s children considered so worthless by society that it’s not even recognized as being a valuable occupation? Sometimes I think about looking for paid work because I want the money, not because I don’t like […]
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In possession of one iphone 4s
I have an iphone! …and as you can see, I’m very happy about it. Now I can ditch my suddenly very old-fashioned Nokia phone. It is very timely because in upgrading Xcode (the Apple development environment), I have rendered my old ipod obsolete and it is no longer recognised. So I would not be able […]
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Fumbling my way forward
I’ve just submitted my EruptNZ app to the app store for review. This app reads the RSS feed from Geonet New Zealand and reports back the current alert status for all of New Zealand’s volcanoes. I thought this might be useful for tourists visiting New Zealand and also for people living near or on the […]
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The perils of wearing designer fakes
Since moving to Auckland, I have become more acquainted with my iron than I’ve ever been in my entire life (aside from the short stint I had working on a private motor yacht as an ironing lady). How can this be? For the first time in a long time, I have a burgeoning wardrobe of […]
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Zero shades of grey
I’m not referring to the notorious book, although I have read 50 or so pages of that book and it was 50 pages of dreadful drivel. Instead, I’m referring to my hair and the increasing number of grey strands I keep finding. Do I keep them and pretend to be proud of them or should […]
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Speech therapy and some videos
Daniel was finally assessed by a speech therapist yesterday morning and he qualifies for Government support which is great. Starting next term, he’ll have weekly sessions with her and she’s confident we should see some improvement in his speech. We have all come down with the dreaded lergy here which is very bad timing because […]
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Freud
Freud took a turn for the worse last weekend so we took him to the vet on Monday. He has kidney disease in addition to his mitral valve disease. The vet gives him months rather than years to live. I felt a tremendous amount of grief about this this week which is sort of strange […]
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The evolving rug and conversations with Daniel
My rug is growing. It now has some colour and I like it. I almost wish I hadn’t used the cream-coloured sheets at all because I can see it’s not such a practical colour for a rug. Still, I can throw it in the washing machine which is the main thing. So far it consists […]
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Vomits again
Daniel woke up in a pool of vomit this morning. He was at a loss as to how it got there and even tried blaming it on Freud but we just did not believe that Freud could have vomited on Daniel’s pajamas, on his doona and sheets and even in his hair during the night […]
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Car alarm
We went to the supermarket this morning and spotted the best car alarm I’ve ever seen: There were quite a few shoppers stopping for photos of the car and its passenger and he remained unfazed by all the fuss and paparazzi.
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BBQ in a hurry
I got a little stressed this morning. We had friends coming over for a BBQ lunch today and in our usual disorganised fashion, only went and bought a BBQ from Bunnings this morning. The BBQ required some simple assembly and in a frantic panic I shoved screws and bolts together as fast as I could […]
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Hair cut just outside the red zone
We ventured into South City yesterday so that I could have a hair cut. South City is in the CBD just outside the cordoned off area, otherwise known as the red zone. I’ve never seen this part of town so quiet. My hair-dresser has been busy she says but one thing is new: most of […]
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