Dipping into the Blogpond

My last post was replicated in full on another blog without my permission, image and all. Using an image like this is called hotlinking. So I decided to change the image and post a message of my own….

How much time and energy can you afford to put into a hobby? And Why? It’s absolutely healthy to have a hobby. Something that is just for “us”. But what about when that hobby becomes a distraction to the things we should do, or worse an obsession or an addiction?

You’ve got to hand it to those butchers at Woolworths. It’s pretty hard walking past these hamburgers on Australia Day.

My son came home from school one day, With a smirk upon his face. He decided he was smart enough, to put me in my place. ‘Guess what I learned in HSIE, that’s taught by Mr Wright? It’s all about the laws today, The “Children’s Bill of Rights”. It says I need not clean my […]

A quick post to let everyone know that the Aussie Bloggers Blog launched today with a post about the Aussie Bloggers Forum.

Video of out-takes from Peter Russell “where’s the cheese?” Clarke. NSFW

How can that be? I don’t feel forty. I’m told that I don’t look forty (admittedly by people who may have an ulterior motive 😉 ). Heck, I’m still working out what I want to be when I grow up! But, the birth certificate doesn’t lie.

Little Miss Four (NT) cracks me up! She has a very well developed sense of humour, a variety of animated facial expressions (the rolly eyes, the “eyes half shut, I’m not buying your crap” expression, the “yes I’m lying, but giving it my best shot” expression….) as well as verbal responses “Hell-low! can someone please […]

Nap-man. Faster than a sneezing rabbit, more powerful than a remote-control, able to leap lego buildings in a single bound…

Power-napping, micro-snooze, nanna-nap, call it what you will. One minute they are spagged out relaxing on the lounge fascinated by the documentary, how-to or cricket, the next minute – zzzzzzzzzzzz.

Maybe it’s a throw-back from caveman days? Seriously. Being out hunting all day. Needing to sleep when they can. When danger isn’t imminent.

Have you heard the superstition how breaking a mirror means having seven years of bad luck? When my son was a baby he was lucky to escape breaking a mirror over his head without a scratch.