Friday, December 25, 2009
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
This here neon sign of the skipping girl is a Melbourne historical piece - used to advertise,er, Skipping Girl vinegar. She's only here for one reason - she was Nat's first crush. I think he was four and he used to ask Doone and David to drive past there. That's adorable. And no, he's never asked me to plait my hair and skip for him. But I would if he asked.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Merry Credit Cards....don't you hate that 'covety' feeling that comes at Xmas? I know I do. When you think about it, isn't it our parent's fault for making us sooo excited on Xmas eve..because we know we're going to get 'new stuff'. This is constantly rubbing up against and causing friction burns with the 'thinglessness' part of the brain I know I'm supposed to cultivate.
M.I.L approved haircut
My mother-in-law is very sweet and very posh, so it's only natural that she would offer me a haircut for Xmas. Hey, I have no money, more than happy! I look just a little less scruffy ('suitable for an in-law' - I'm sure that was 99% joking) and the colour is punk-y-er ie, more blue-red than copper. Perfectly appropriate for Summer and the fire elements. Blessed be.
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