Fresh, home-grown mango, natural yoghurt, banana and toasted muesli...my mouth is exploding! But perhaps the best bit is having first period off, so I can stop at home a little longer. Looks like a day without rain, too. Woot!
Did many stretches today (always try to. only exercise I'm getting at the mo) but today introduced the little weights. Let's see what happens!

Calling all Corriander-green linen gals!

I'm putting out a general challenge!
It's a bit over a month to Newcomers. Think you can get your green linen turned into something by then? Then we could have a good giggle about it before Festy.
Sure, I've had a head start, but there's still hemming and 2 sets of bands to do.
Go'orn...you know you love a challenge!

He's home. I've caught up on my missed snuggles. Life is shiny again!

Yesterday there was sleeping in, markets (dancing dragon! So cool! Feeling super lucky!), and lots of cooking.
Stewed the last of the apples and nectarines from the last market trip, for breakfast sweeties. Made a tray of roasted eggplant, zucc, cherry toms, carrot, onion and garlic for school lunches. I'll just make some cous fresh on the day, and add some chili olives. Would be nice to have some feta too, but never mind. Turned 3 or DrQ's chook carcasses into stock (still need to strain and freeze it) and there's 5 duck legs in the fridge, soaking up some salt. I hope to roast them today.
There was also bad TV, a 2 hour nap and a little bit of stitching. The last ep of Torchwood did not thrill me at all. Shame, because I'd really enjoyed the previous 4. But Midsomer Murders is always good.
Two random seedlings have gone into the poppy pots (they had poppies in them last). Random because I don't remember what they are. I'm guessing chilis. And an amaranth seedling is in front of the tomato bed chili. They're good chilis. And three pea seedlings in below the other pea plants. it's been to hard to do anything serious out there, because of the rain. Ha! Last week, it was because of the heat!

I'm a broken record. I'm really sleepy. I'm obviously not getting enough. I really need to market tomorrow, but I guess I can come home and nap until I need to be somewhere else again.
I also blame today's sleepy on the the exercise and heat.
Last night, I dropped in at home, changed and ate some toast. Caught train to Newtown, and walked to St Peters in that joyous soup we're calling air this week. Had my first rock climbing session ever. I found it quite enjoyable. The heights don't bother me too much, although until I was confident about not being able to fall, looking down was a bit freaky sometimes. My body strength is ok, but my problem solving could use some more workouts, and there is still the edge of fear that means I forget that the rope is there, and I can rely on it. I fell once, but not very far, and I didn't realise I had until it happened so it barely registered on the adreno-metre. We left when we realised that the place was so packed we were queuing for ropes.
Afterwards, I took my hideously filthy carcass back up King St, bought a diary (gotta love a moleskin!) and had tasty laksa as a reward. Hung with some nice climbing peeps and Squish.
Now that I have a small diary, that won't be left at school, I'll be recording purchases in it. I am interested to see what I buy over a month, when I'm thinking about it. I believe that a complete No Spend Feb is not happening, but I do maintain that so far it has been items that are needed, useful, important. King Lear tickets, however, are none of those things. But if I don't go I'll be so pouty. It's tax deductable? I give up.
I think I want redder hair before Lover Boy comes back, too. Cue cash register bell.

Ok, so I drank my coffee while I typed that, and I'm feeling a fair bit more awake. I think I can get through my four period day now.

Tired. Didn't sleep well last night. That's three for three. Swimming carnival put ick in my lungs. Four period day today. And another one tomorrow.
There's a rumour at school that some strings will be pulled to keep me there. Strange, political strings. But it's still a rumour.
Last night, the rain was whispering outside my window. I swear in my half-asleep state, it was trying to tell me a story, like overhearing a a conversation on the street outside.

Boy just left for a family visit to Brisbane. I have a sad.

Sliced my thumb open yesterday. Straight through the nail, only nicked the skin. The whole thing is one big bruise right now. I'm keeping the nail together with super glue. And being constantly reminded of how often I use my left hand, and my thumb. Stoopid opposableness. Stoopid me.

School is good. My classes are good. I like who I work with. Man that's a good feeling.