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G'day all! We pause for a moment Mum, me and an anonymous hat, Christmas '89 21 years since Mum died.  It no longer feels like yesterday, it feels like a long time ago.  I still miss being kicked up the pants once in a while, having a shopping buddy (I inherited Mum's ability to navigate through shopping centres, though I'm not so good when I'm heavily jetlagged and the sun is on the wrong side of the sky....), having someone to go to when it all went wrong (though we were never a huggy kissy family).  I even had a dream with Mum in it last week, though her help was rather shocking (I had to dissect dead baby dolphins to find out what they died of, only one of the dolphins turned into a fluffy white cat that looked up at me with almond-shaped green eyes and started washing itself and purring, and I went screaming off to Mum and she said she would stun it for me if it would help me get my work done...  I refused as I rather expected to go to a vet instead......

be with you, always. G'day all! May the fourth has really taken off.  It was all over the news channels when I went to the gym today.  People on Ravelry are asking what order to watch SW dvds in (my answer - 456123 cos if I did it in chronological, not filming, order, I'd get bored partway into Ep 1 and wander off and not get to see Star Wars (I'm old fashioned and call it what it was when I first saw it waaaaay back when it was first released).  Star Wars is still probably my very favouritest movie ever.  And if you read this blog much, you'll know how much difficulty I have picking favourites). We've had a miserable couple of days here in Seattle.  Rain, rain and more blasted rain, except this morning when it seemed ok.  HA!  I went off to the gym and then it has pretty much rained nonstop ever since, which rather annoyed me as I had to go pick up some photos and needed to have them put in a plastic bag.  And I didn't have a brolly or a ja...

G'day all! It is amazing how much knitting one can do whilst sitting on a plane. No matter how much we aussies love to knock Qantas, the inflight entertainment is pretty darned good, the food isn't too crappy either and you have plenty of time to knit most of a sock whilst watching a doco on human growth and eventual death (I admit, I cried), three or four episodes of Downton Abbey, an ep of Sherlock Holmes, then a movie that was obviously so memorable that I have already forgotten it... It only took another hour or so to finish it. On the way back, I nearly finished its not quite pair. Most gratifying :-) Anon!

We are off again...

G'day all! It has been a truly whirlwind trip home.  I've hardly had time to catch my breath and tomorrow we fly back to Seattle. The wedding was lovely, the weather and tide could not have been better, and the wedding reception went totally off, thanks to some well applied nerf guns... I have a new sister in law, no more SIL2b. I've caught up with my family and with nearly all the in laws, certainly all the ones who came to the wedding. Pictures will follow but since I don't have my laptop with me, I have not downloaded them. My test results are all fine and I just have to tough out the pain of the scar tissue (but it makes me feel dizzy because it feels wrong so I might get some pt done on it, see if that helps). In some ways I don't want to leave but in others I can't wait to get back to Seattle and see what is happening there. Melbourne is Home, it has most of my closest family and a lot of my friends, but I sometimes find myself saying home and meanin...

G'day all! In a couple of hours we will be boarding our plane to LAX.  Guess we'd better get a wriggle on, eh? Then to Oz!  Forward, into the future!  Hooray! See you anon!

G'day all! I am straight up looking for sympathy. I was out enjoying the sunshine on my bike this afternoon.  I was having a lovely ride. Then when I went to take off after stopping at a stop sign, my chain slipped.  My shoe got stuck in the corrugations of my bike pedal, I rolled my ankle trying to pull it out, fell on some very delicate bits on the bike saddle, bruised my dominant hand and then toppled over sideways. So I'm laying on the ground on my left side thinking OUCH!  Certain parts were saying OUCH somewhat louder than others.  Some indeed were screaming OUCH.  But I didn't hit my head.  I didn't even stun myself.  Falling over hurt so much less than I expected it to. There's a car behind me, thankfully stopped otherwise it could have been very exciting indeed. I pick me and Percy (the bike) up and drag us both to the side of the road, limping.  I rub things and check things - sprained ankle, check, sprained/bruised thumb/wri...