by Cellobella on Thursday, April 19, 2012 · 0 comments
Morning sunlight
Every morning I walk past this wall and at the time I walk with the sun just rising, the light is very beautiful.
A golden yellowish wash to the day.
I say every morning, but I really mean most mornings.
This morning I slept in and dreamt.
Something about my wedding candles and supplying a church.
And so now, at the other end of the day what I really should be doing is putting on my sandshoes and doing my “morning” lap.
But I’m not.
I have tracky daks on.
I have ugg boots on.
I have a glass of sav blanc.
I feel as if I’ve been given a free night, as I had got the idea in my head that I was playing bridge tonight erroneously.
And, to be honest, the thought was a little exhausting.
Last week I played bridge until 11pm and felt as if I had hit the wall the next day… run over.
Tired in the way that only a night out in Fremantle can alleviate.
It makes me think that my days of going out late on a Thursday night could be over.
*worried look*
Far better to slip on the sheepskin and cuddle up in front of the telly.
Loving the new season of Game of Thrones btw.
by Cellobella on Wednesday, April 18, 2012 · 6 comments
I don’t know if you know dear reader, but I am now wearing glasses full time.
Four eyes
Which has been fine because the weather has been fine.
But today it rained.
And of course my glasses fogged up and got covered in raindrops.
Hmmm.
And of course those of you who have seen me daily wrestling with my overstuffed handbag to find my pass, keys, wallet, playing cards, headphones, phone, other phone, book, kindle, nail file, water bottle, book would realise that a quick dip into my bag to pull out my glasses case and get out the special little glasses shammy to clean them is just not possible.
Just another first world problem to put up with.
When I first got my glasses, some were kind enough to point out my resemblance to the character of Velma in Scooby Doo.
In fact, when I, AS A JOKE PEOPLE, used a photo of Velma as my avatar on Facebook, you commented “Great photo” not realising that it was Linda Cardellini.
My alter ego
I don’t even suit orange (although I do like that funky little utility belt).
Still. It could be worse.
Original Velma
People who wear glasses – what do you do about the rain problem?
Really?
Seen today at the carpark at work. On a scooter. (I don’t think the bub is born yet)
Not for me
What is it with these stickers?
They. Are. Everywhere.
An Australian invention apparently.
Sorry world.
Harsh but fair
But I must say I don’t care that he doesn’t care, even though I don’t care either.
Sign me up for the next season of Grumpy Old Women.
by Cellobella on Monday, April 16, 2012 · 0 comments
WARNING: The following is a rant. You may wish to stop at the pretty picture.
Sometimes I HATE the world and it's mostly when I look at my phone
So you’re thinking (or maybe you’re not), how can the person who saw the beauty in a morning sunlight on the river hate the world.
I’m blaming Apple.
Seriously.
How annoying is it to have to log in to your Apple ID every time you want to download a FREE app for your phone?
I can tell you.
VERY annoying.
Especially as Apple seems to mysteriously forget my password every time.
A password that has to have ridiculously complicated things.
Which are IMPOSSIBLE to easily type with the STUPID keypad that iphones have.
So I won’t forget my latest password because it is EXACTLY what I say every time I have to enter it.
Expletives are involved.
Grrrrr.
Get me some Game of Thrones to watch STRAIGHT AWAY!
Ahhhhh that’s better.
by Cellobella on Saturday, April 14, 2012 · 0 comments
Perfect autumnal weather
What a gorgeous day.
Not really a day to spend inside playing bridge, but we did, and we won. Yay us.
Don’t you love it when older people are naughty.
Today at bridge in the seniors competition (all have to be over 59 – and just in case you were wondering, I don’t qualify), one of the players threw a tanty at another player.
I don’t know what about.
But he got quite fired up and the director asked him to leave to cool off.
Well. He left.
Not just the room but left left. Went home.
Rage quit.
Leaving his partner at the table with six hands to play.
Not the done thing darling.
We’d finished our session and we having a wine and discussion about the play so a sub was easily found.
Nevertheless, scandalous behaviour.
And these are the Seniors playing for a slot in the Australian National Championships in Darwin in July.
I remain mildly amused.
by Cellobella on Monday, April 9, 2012 · 2 comments
Normal day.
A normal day... no fog
Foggy day.
Yep. Foggy.
After the fog cleared… you got it.
Geocaching.
Evan's above
Took us about half an hour to find!
Nearly broke an ankle.
Good fun.
by Cellobella on Sunday, April 8, 2012 · 1 comment
Where is the treasure??
We went to the cousins for Easter – and a lovely lunch was had – and after lunch, the kids all hyped up on sugar, we wandered down to the local park for a spot of geocaching. As you do.
What’s geocaching, asks young 8 year old nephew of his Uncle Groover.
It’s like treasure hunting says Groover, staring at his smartphone.
And it’s 30 metres away… 20 metres away…
The kids were getting excited.
It’s ten metres away… 8…
It must be in that tree says Dippity.
It takes maybe one minute to find the film canister at the bottom of a burnt out hole in the tree.
Oohh what’s inside it.
There’s a little pad to log your find and a note explaining geocaching, and a little pencil.
Dippity signs the log book and the film canister is put back in the tree.
Righto lets go back.
Wait.
Is that it?
Where’s the treasure?
I thought there was going to be a clue that led to another clue and then we’d get a whole bunch of Easter eggs, says Mr 8 who has probably had enough Easter eggs.
That sucks.
And I must admit, his expectations had rather been raised.
Later, after goodbyes were said, and mothers dropped home, Groover, Dippity and I went geocaching again.
Now THIS is treasure.
Treasure!!!
A tip for next time.
Let the 8-year-olds in your party hold the phone.
by Cellobella on Saturday, April 7, 2012 · 0 comments
Geranium
What a beautiful day.
Sure, a little chilly in the morning… we had two duvets on last night, but the sun was shining on my morning walk and I really can’t complain.
No geocaching today for me… although three people found our geocache. So exciting.
Groover came up with a very witty clue and hidden hint.
In fact I read the hidden hint, and even knowing EXACTLY what we did, I didn’t get it.
Dumb.
Me that is. The hint is clever.
And coincidentally, the person that found the hide first was the person who set up the geocache we found yesterday.
We are heading to Duncraig tomorrow so will have to check out a few geocaches up that way.
In other news, I missed out on a sale dress I saw on Thursday (probably just as well) and we TANKED at bridge.
In other news… I have bought A WHOLE HEAP of Easter eggs.
Just sayin’.
by Cellobella on Friday, April 6, 2012 · 1 comment
So I supposed you did the right thing and went to Church or something?
For the heathens among us for which Easter is really just an excuse for four days off and a hefty dose of chocolate (the hefty being the result on the scales Tuesday morning).
And of course it’s a bit annoying because ALL of the shops are shut.
Well. Most of them.
To fill in the time, given we weren’t organised to get away for a “proper” autumnal break, we went Geocaching.
A family group effort!
In case you’re not familiar with the process, you go on the site, find somewhere you want to go geocaching (we looked for somewhere nearby), then you use the app on your phone and it will take you close to where the “treasure” is hidden.
The “treasure” is usually just a list of names but sometimes there are little things which you can take (the etiquette is to replace it with something else).
And there are hints left by the person who created the geocache and those that find it.
It’s lots of fun and you feel quite clever when you find them.
Of course I am a complete n00b compared to my daughter and husband (they have found two others).
Anyway we got home totally inspired to make our own.
We even included a homemade tracker bug.
What’s a tracker bug?
Oh nothing too sinister.
The first person to find our cache gets to collect the tag we’ve placed in the hiding place. Then they can place it in another case and so on.
The listing is here.
We hope that those that find it come to our new geocache page and let us know.
So that was Good Friday.
I wonder if there’s a restaurant open somewhere…
by Cellobella on Thursday, April 5, 2012 · 1 comment
Not that exciting apparently.
Before
After
How was yours?
PS: By the way… not my keyboard. Groover’s.
