Oh the shame of it. Singing has been passed over for swine 'flu this week. No more Susan Boyle. It's all W.H.O alerts & how to sneeze into a tissue. Amazing how the world can change so quickly in one short week. Initially, I thought it was just a media hype brought about by CNN or by a pharmaceuticals company but now I am not so sure. I find myself wondering how I can avoid getting swine flu or thinking about what disgusting things my hands have touched throughout the day. What a year. Global financial crises, a new US President, bushfires, earthquakes & now pandemics - and it's only April. Groooaaaaaannnnn...... Bring on the chocolate, I say. Here is an advert the UK government has just put out, which seems pretty effective to me. I am busy sneezing right now & admiring the gleaming sprinkles that have landed on the computer screen, despite my having my hand over my mouth. Eeeewwwww. Anyway, I want you all to know, in advance, that if I croak it of swine flu, I really appreciate your reading of my blog & pushing it past it's THOUSANDTH hit! Hooray! I've hit the big time & am into quadruple digits!
Here is a photo of me, aged about hmmmm... 18 months maybe? Anyway, I am with my Nana. I don't actually know what this photo has to do with anything at all but I found it on my desktop & felt like sharing it. I like it. And speaking of youth, here is a recent snap of Miss Scarlett looking divine. Nothing like a beautiful baby to make you forget the worries of the world. I find it works for me anyway.
I am feeling self-conscious about my blog tonight because I've been reading about other bloggers & what they write about & the worldwide "fame" they enjoy. Now, I want you to appreciate that I've not actually after notoriety here BUT I do continue to have performance anxiety regarding the content of my blog. I mean.... nothing exciting is going on here!! It's just bland, every day stuff like my being in love with the most gigantic, glorious specimen of tree at "The Flats" (rugby field). I have hugged it on more than one occasion. I have yet to find out what species it is or how old it may be. It has the most incredible bark.
.... or my spoiled dog LillyPilly catching a few zzzzzz's while no-one was looking ......
.... or attending our first Anzac Day service in our new neighbourhood last Saturday morning. I love those bagpipes. I've put in an "order" for the pipes at my next momentous occasion (there are so many of them! Ha!). I wonder if it's too late to learn to play....?
Tim the cat has just curled up inside my aboriginal basket. I'm just going to take a snap. It's too good to miss.
Time to sign off for now. We're off to Noosa this weekend for a week's holiday, which, when interpreted, means Reading, Writing Letters, Sleeping, Walking on the Beach or in the National Park, Eating & generally Having FUN & not answering a single telephone call for seven days! The phone at work this week has been completely & utterly mind-boggling & I have seriously felt bombarded. I will admit, with no shame, that I was close to tears on Tuesday from answering so many calls. And when I couldn't answer them, they went to the answering machine & then more calls came in while I was trying to retrieve the ones on the answering machine & then - an innocent telemarketer called ..... and now I will terminate the tale. For a few hours in the last week, the thought of showering demented pensioners on commode chairs at 6am was actually more appealing. Okay, so only for a few short moments! Cheerio! Will write more from the coast. Don't forget to use a tissue when you sneeze & wash your hands!!!