i'm so dumb... i thought yesterday was thursday.

but it wasn't.... it was wednesday

bugger

did i mention about how a certain sms-ing person that has been giving me trouble sms-ed me a little while ago.??

said she hopes we're still friends and that she gets a bit carried away sometimes and sorry

WHY THE FUCK ME?????

what exacly did i do to deserve so much bullshit

so i have still resisted replying and am just going to sit quietly for a little longer

just when i had resolved to just let it go....she pulls me back in.

so what do i do now?

hey i didn't blog for one whole day.

not much going on .....but at the same time a million things are happening.

i didn't have to work yesterday, which was good and bad....good coz i could hang out at home but bad coz of the no money thing

but i figure it'll all work out.


i learnt how to make these very delicious almond shortbread biscuits today...also made creme caramels too.

as i was driving down sydney rd from reservoir to the city... i noticed so much stuff..

sometimes you see things so clearly.

you know how i was going on about the whole house wife thing the other week....?

well its the weirdest thing

i've been loving it.

visiting my secret relatives and baking and chatting over tea....

washing dishes, planting seedlings, sewing curtains, etc etc

LOVING IT!

its like the weirdest thing

very happy and have this growing feeling of contentment....


maybe that's why i can't blog.....well not effectively.

noting much to complain about.

i also have to say that i have been typing up a storm tonight

just finished typing up my own personal perfume brochure...just have to type up all 250 odd fragrances....

haven't had to do that kind of typing fo ages.

but i'm quite impressed with my evenings work

my template isn't working.
which sux coz i wanted to put that referral thing on it...

i've had kinda boring couple of days...

blbablabablal

can't be bothered with stuff....

i planted some seeds today....going to grow come red onions and carrots and normal onions and radishes and lettuce.

i put them in my tiny little hothouse seedling creator thingo. its now on the kitchen windo sill.

i love growing seedlings.

in a few weeks there will tiny little green things poking through the soil....then in a month they will be big enough to be put in the plot

hamish has pics from our eurovision dinner party check the link over there <=

do you remember that tv show "man about the house" ?

every friday we used to go to my grandparents house for dinner. after dinner we used to watch man about the house and then ripley's believe it or not.

my nonno would fall asleep on his recliner chair...my dad asleep on the arm chair and me and my bro and sis would play on the floor and wait for my nonna to bring us a bowl of iceream...fo which my dad and nonno would wake up for.

it was always neopolitan...and i always used to stir it all up so that it was like softserve.

those were the days.

i miss that about having my family around.

how just dumb stuff like that can be fun.....

i had another bizarro dream last night

i dreamt that i was working for bumber amusements.but it was in a shopping mall. Opposite the the shop was a cafe and they had a table ...kinda just outside our shop where me and my staff sat and chatted and had lunch etc. there wasn't much in the way of custom so we sat there a lot.

anyway there was lots of general work stuff going on.....then i go home.

i was doing stuff in the garden and went out the back gate and to get the mail...but i forgot to close the back gate and the dogs followed me out to the street. io rang over the road....but i managed to grab clea b4 she went to far....then i ran over the road to try and catch io. she ran up the raod a little and into someone's from yard. there were two little austalian terriers playing in the yard and Io went to play with them. the lady who lived in the house (who in real life was a cutomer of mine from chimineas) came out and said hi. she had two other woman with her. one was indian and in full sari get up. she was very stuck up /posh and wouldn't shake hands....coz for some reason i was shaking hands with these woman as i was introduced to them.

so anyway, the indian woman left for home, leaving the owner lady and her friend. the owner lady asked if i'd like to come i and help bake biscuits and have a cup of tea.

i said i'd like to...i'd just take the dogs home and them come straight back...she said not to be silly and that the dogs were more than welcome and could play in the back yard with her to dogs.

we walked through the house....there were about 8 or 9 kids in the lounge. 5 were hers and the rest belonged to the other women. all of them were boys. of varying ages...some were watching tv some playing board games etc..all keeping htemselves amused.

the house was a lot like most of the weatherboard houses but the inside was like the tardis.....fucking huge. but everytihing was all in the wrond order.
anyway, we went outside and the backyard was about a quarter acre. absolutley giant. and it was all manicured lawn with the occasional fruit tree and borders of flower beds.

so the dogs went out to play and were very happy to run around.

back inside, i wsat a a table in the front room, it was t the left of the font door. to the right was the lounge area where all the kids were...so you could see them hear them etc. to the far right was a door that lead to all the bedrooms.

so at the table i was handed a big bowl and a whisk. i wasn't given any instructions...but i started whisking anyway. but it was quite a thick mixture and i couldn't figure if t was meant to be flufy or just a smooth dough...

the reason i didn't ask the other women was coz they were busy gossipin about the indian woman who had left. they were saying that they she was in form and that they couldn't believe how rude she was etc....

after a few mintues i interupted to ask about the mixture...they said it just had to be a smooth mixture. then they apologised about the indian woman being so rude.

we had tea and chatted...and i was very happy to be making friends....even though they were a bit older than me...had kids etc..

when it was time to scoop the dough into biscuits i wanted to go wash my hands...coz i hadn't had a chance to and i had been holding hte dogs..etc

so she said use the kitchen sink.

the kitchen was still to the left but directly behind the dining area where we were siting.

it was an really weird kitchen...more like a side kitchen to a bigger one. just had a sink and cupboards.

i washed my hands and noticed that above the sink were two shelves with all sorts of spices and essences for baking.

two bottles totally intrigued me... they were small squat looking plastic bottles . one had an almost fluoro orange liquid in it. and the label said 'tang O ver'

it was some weird stuff that you used to make orange peel for putting in stuff like fruit cake and hot cross buns etc.

i was totally amazed witht his stuff....i assumed she must have gotten it from america.

but basically you just got the peel from an orange or lemon...put this tang O ver on it and then the next morning it was all perfectly marinated.

but then i dropped it and then i woke up.

GO FIGURE

well everyone has gone home from our euro-party.

Turkey won!! i want to go to next year's eurovision song contest in person.

i reckon it'd be cool....maybe we could stay with Ozlem and Ibriham.

eurovision thing is tonight.

have made dinner and desert and salad etc

gang is coming over...hamish, karyn, ricci, elissa and thorny.

i've been particularily (sp?) nerdy about the whole thing...

last night i typed up score sheets for the event!

made them all personalised and everything...

have made a big pasta

gotta go