You'd think that something really interesting happens to everyone at least once a month. Well, either my expectations of "interesting" are too high, or else I'm just one of those people who live in a bowl of porridge. I could talk about the excellent cappuccino I had when I got to work this morning (yes, we have a million dollar cappuccino machine at work, 3 different kinds of milk - Full Cream, Trim and Skim - and we even have the cocoa sprinkle for the top of the froth), but that would be boring. OR, I could tell you about Steve, our Drug and Alcohol Awareness man who tells us all about the dangers of smoking and drinking - and hasn't had a drink for 17 (wonderful) years but bums smokes whenever he can - Or ...
I could tell you about our Office Manager, who is the ultimate in "clever little secretaries", who is efficiency-plus and makes the rest of us look like we're walking backwards. Or....
How I am coming second in the AFL footy tipping competition and I haven't watched an AFL game for so long that I forget the rules - without mentioning that there are three in equal first place - but must add that there are about 25 of us in the comp.
Or.... I could mention my boss who is the mystery of Kakadu because he apparently belongs to some weird religion that no-one seems to be able to identify.... But, I do find him quite OK despite this.... (He has sacrificed a total of NO dogs or children that I am aware of, so I say Live And Let Live....)
Or..... I could even discuss the fact that there are apparently 5 men to every woman here in Jabiru but NONE have knocked on my door thus far (or maybe it happenned when I was asleep - I DO go to bed quite early....)
Hey, what am I saying?? Last weekend I went for a drive with a friend of mine and we watched some guys fishing and saw a croc bob up right in front of one of the fishermen, and he just took a step back (he was in knee deep water) and kept right on fishing. I guess that was pretty exciting. It also told me a little more about the mentality of the men in the area and helped to explain why my door has not yet been knocked upon.
So I am reduced this weekend to some gardening and sewing (well, I have already done a bit of socialising, did lunch at the club - 2 hours almost - and had a few with a female friend after work) but tomorrow I shall plant tomatoes, basil, lettuce and coriander. The good lord only knows if any of these will produce anything edible, but I will try this only once....
*yawn* If any of you are still awake, I will say "goodnight"
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What an incredible ability you have, writing about 'nothing', Pin. I love it. I have always been a huge fan of anything you write. God, I'm a bit sucky this morning, arn't I?
It's raining here today! How exciting is that? I just hope Jeremy is getting it at Netallie as it just so dry there. The last couple of rains have completly missed him, poor bugger.
How was your mothers day?
Pin,
Your non-interesting stories are so more interesting than mine. I had some slop for dinner last night that repeated on me all night! Thats all i have for now. LOl. Oh one more... i have swatted about 20 flies this mornig at my desk - so i have a little 'bone yard' of flies on my desk and floor.
Love your stories.
Jes
Your nothing beats a lot of peoples' something, i'll give you the drum!
Glad to hear from you.
LOL@ hayley giving the drum.
Having no blog fodder happens to be the basis of some good posts I reckon.
I LOVE coriander. Its my new favourite thing to cook with.
You crack me up!!! You should write a book, you write so well, and bring your stories together, to make it really funny and truthful. I am loving it out at Gundallie, but I am working a few days a week in the shop, and the weekends in the ambulance, so I dont get much time out there anyway. Love you heaps! Amie
Ok, all I have to say is that I agree with everyone!
LOL @ Beck @ Hayley giving the drum.
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