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Things I Just Don’t Understand

There are many things I can comprehend.  Well, not many, but at least a few.  There are, however, lots of things I do not understand, such as :

  1. Rainfall : the measurement of – I do not understand when the weather people say we have had 13mm of rain.  I don’t get it.  13mm doesn’t sound like much.  Is it per square inch or square metre or something? I can’t wrap my brain around this. I know I could look it up but I can’t be bothered.  I prefer a little mystery in my life.
  2. Kim and Kanye – why are we still talking about them?  Why am I even talking about them?  What are they for?  What purpose do they serve?  I do, however, think they are the most perfect pairing in the Universe.  Never before have two human beings been so exquisitely matched.  They are the first people in history to marry their own selves.  That is quite an achievement, you have to admit.
  3. Aeroplanes – I know there is science and physics and stuff involved, but I can’t think about them up in there in the sky without hurting my brain.  How do they stay up there?  Aren’t they, y’know, heavy?  Sometimes I think it’s magic.  Yes, that’s it, it’s magic.  So, shhhh, clap your hands and believe.  Don’t break the spell.  Especially if I am flying somewhere at the time.
  4. I don’t deal well with flat-pack furniture.  I can’t understand the instructions (which, let’s face it, are generally in a foreign language, even if they’re technically written in English) and I always end up with extra bits and pieces.  I also swear a lot. Sometimes I cry whilst swearing and curse the fact this shelving unit/cabinet/bed frame has come straight from the devil and has obviously been sent to drive me insane.
  5. Putting on quilt covers – actually, I just figured this one out this week so, technically, it is now something I do understand.  Putting a quilt cover on has always been something I do not do well.  In fact, it is something that literally reduces me to tears in a very short space of time. So, generally, I just don’t do it at all.  However, after seeing this amazing video on Youtube, I am now able to change a quilt cover in mere minutes, seconds even if I practice lots.  It has been a revelation to me.  I am one step closer to being an adult.  I might have to make the bed more now though…
  6. Maths – pretty sure maths is some sort of devilry.  And algebra is like the high-priestess of evil.  As soon as you put letters and little tiny numbers next to bigger numbers and start asking why X = 5, you’ve lost me.  I literally  lose all sense of time and black out just a little bit.  Ask me how to work out 30% off in a sale and I am your girl, though.
  7. Sewing – My Mum recently showed me how to take up / hem my own pants.  It was a triumph (for me) but somewhat of a traumatic experience for my Mum.  I think she needed a lie-down afterwards.  Possibly something alcoholic.  Sewing is a very technical thing and requires precision.  I am not precise in anything I do, therefore failure in anything haberdashery-esque is guaranteed.  But I do have several pairs of pants I can walk around in now without treading on the hems.
  8. Tax – The Australian Taxation Office hates me.  I earn a very basic wage, not substantial by anyone’s definition.  I have enough and am grateful for that.  The ATO, however, considers my wages to be EXTRAVAGANT in the extreme, and taxes me accordingly.  Every. Year.  I get screwed.  I have been putting off doing this year’s tax return because I know it will result in a big bill and I can’t cope with that right now.  Next year will be different because I will have less savings (hello mortgage!) so maybe they will see me as less wealthy and take pity on me.  I am also easily confused by the tax return itself.  If you’ve ever seen that episode of Black Books, where Bernard is attempting to do his tax return, you will know what I mean.  Again, there is swearing and possibly tears.  It’s probably because there is maths involved.
  9. Water – I try to understand the chemical composition and how it makes water, but then I develop a migraine and have to go away and sit in a dark room.  Plus how is it clear?  Who made that a thing?  Every child in the history of the world, when they are colouring in a picture of a glass of water, colours it blue.  This is fact.  Then water falls from the sky and someone tries to measure it and then I get confused again.  It’s all too hard.  If it was cheese I would understand it.  Cheese doesn’t confuse me.
  10. Why people can’t fill the kettle at work – This is my ultimate frustration.  I fill the kettle about five or six times a day.  AT LEAST. Considering there are only a handful of us at work now (thank you, funding cuts!), I do not understand why this is happening.  I drink a lot of tea so I use the kettle a lot, but I always make sure I leave water in it for the next person.  I do not empty the kettle and then leave it like that.  It drives me bananas.  I have even written notes and put up posters that say “Please refill kettle after use!” but still, the kettle is always empty and sad.  It’s so rude!  I just want to slap people on a regular basis. Don’t get me started on the people who leave a teaspoon of milk in the carton and put it back in the fridge.  What is that about???  What kind of primitive society are we living in???

There are many, many other things in the world that confuse me (Donald Trump, I am talking to you!)  but I’m sure you don’t need to hear about them all.  I just needed something to write about while my craft output is lacking.  And, also, the kettle thing seriously drives me insane.  It might lead to a breakdown.  I’m not even kidding.

Hope your day is making sense to you.  Thanks for popping by 🙂

 

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Blogging Challenge – Day Thirteen : What’s Inside My Fridge

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My fridge is not the world’s most exciting appliance.  It is usually half-empty and, at times, contains very little in the way of actual food items.  I tend to wait until I am almost entirely out of groceries before I buy any more so I don’t double up or have lots of wastage.  I HATE wasting food.  It annoys me and makes me feel bad.  I am one of those people who cuts up slightly withered and sad vegetables for soups.  I try not to over-buy in the first place because I am just one person, and even I can only eat so much.

At the moment, because I am soon to move into my new house, I am trying not to buy too much stuff, especially frozen items.  The less I have to take with me, the better!  So my fridge is a little bit empty – it just has the basics – and I shop a few times a week, which is not very cost-effective but, for the moment, will have to be the way it is.

So, what’s in my fridge? :

  1. Cheese.  I am planning on reducing my cheese intake by about a million percent once I have moved.  I eat way too much and I am not supposed to actually eat much of it at all.  Currently, I have feta, colby and parmesan.
  2. Tofu.  Another staple.  At the moment it is silken firm tofu, because I want to make tofu burgers but, at other times, it will be firm stir-fry or marinated.
  3. Soy milk.  For tea!
  4. Rice milk.  It’s kinda gross but I am trying not to have too much soy.  I use rice milk in my porridge.
  5. Baby beetroot.
  6. Carrots.
  7. Lettuce.
  8. Cucumber.
  9. Spring onions.  Which reminds me, I should throw those out – they’re a little bit stinky and I don’t think I can even salvage them in a soup.
  10. Chocolate – not mine.  It’s been there for a year or two.  I should probably chuck it.
  11. Apples.
  12. Half a lemon.
  13. Leftover risotto.
  14. Jar of minced garlic.
  15. Jar of minced garlic and ginger.
  16. Sauces. A variety!
  17. Olives.  Actually, more truthfully, it is a jar with two olives in it.  I don’t know why it is still there and why I didn’t just eat the two olives.
  18. Eggs.  Well, a carton with one lonely little egg in it.
  19. Tin of tuna.
  20. Probiotic tablets.
  21. Sundried tomatoes.
  22. Synthetic erythropoietin injections. It is used to treat anemia, which is a side effect of renal failure.  I haven’t had to have the injections for about two years now.  I should probably ditch them.  I keep forgetting.  And yes, I will dispose of them thoughtfully at my local pharmacists’s.  They are nasty looking things (the injections, not my pharmacists).  I didn’t enjoy having to have them.  They are quite big needles and I had to inject myself in the tummy.  Not pleasant, but you do what you have to do!
  23. Sesame dressing.  Because I am addicted to it.
  24. The freezer is full of frozen vegies and long-forgotten wedges of quiche or other things I have made and, um, forgotten about.  There’s also Lebanese bread and some icy poles I made in the Summer which didn’t taste very nice and I didn’t eat.  Disappointingly, there is no ice cream.  This makes me more sad than words can express. *sighs*

And that’s it, really.  I’d like to say it’s overflowing with fresh fruit and veg, but I find I can’t eat it quick enough before it goes off, so I tend to buy it as I need it, rather than wasting any.  I go to a nice local market that sells really good quality produce and it costs half as much as the normal supermarket.  I will have to find a different market once I move, or make the trek down to my usual one (it’s worth it).

Hopefully I will be able to report, in my new house, that my fridge is full of lots of healthy fruit and veg with nothing I should be ashamed of (or have to hide in the back so no one sees it).  My plan is to be “good” and leave me comfort-eating (read : cheating) behind me.  That’s what new starts are for, right?

May your fridge, your life, and your heart always be full and blessed with plenty!
Thanks for reading.

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Blogging Challenge – Day Two : Twenty Facts About Me

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I was going to skip this step in the blogging challenge, because I had already done several “Random Facts” posts about myself and I was running out of random… But then I thought “Who am I kidding?  I am completely random!” so I shouldn’t really have any issues with finding things about myself to write about.  Maybe.  Or I could be in for a really difficult and dull time.  And you’re along for the ride, poor things.  Nevertheless, here goes :

Twenty Facts About Me

  1. I don’t like stinky cheeses.  Except for Gorgonzola.  It is a different, refined kind of stinky.
  2. I have terrible balance.  I can’t walk in a straight line.  If I ever get pulled over by the police and asked to do that straight-line-walking thing, they will immediately arrest me for being inebriated.
  3. I am a librarian but I don’t want to be.
  4. I don’t get the whole Brad Pitt thing.  I’m sure he’s a very nice man but I don’t know what all the fuss is about.  I’m sure he wouldn’t think I was all that and a bag of chips either.  Which is fair enough.
  5. There are two TV shows I can watch over and over again and never get bored with – Seinfeld and MASH.
  6. I have a ridiculously large collection of scarves.  The only good thing about Winter is scarves.
  7. I can’t make decisions.
  8. People think I am very stoic, calm and sensible.  I am, in reality, the complete opposite.  Overly emotional, ridiculously anxiety-prone and pretty darn good at catastrophising.
  9. I am a sleep-walker.  Not as much these days but, when I was younger, I would wake up in weird places.
  10. I really don’t like mole rats.  They are the one creature I just can’t get behind.  I’m sure they’re great, and I wouldn’t want them to be extinct or anything, but I find them creepy and gross.  They’re like little hairless nightmares.
  11. I have Gilbert’s Syndrome.  This produces elevated levels of unconjugated bilirubin in my bloodstream.  It doesn’t have any serious affects.  It does, however, make me turn yellow if I am particularly stressed or unwell or fasting.  One of my doctors found out by accident that I had it – he was blood testing for all sorts of things and this turned up.
  12. I can’t stand it when people walk without lifting their feet.  That whole dragging your feet thing – ugh!  Pick your feet up, Schleppy!
  13. When I was six, I fell in the playground and sliced my face open on some wood.  I needed stitches and still have the scar.  I remember walking back to class with blood pouring down my face, and sitting in the car on the way to the hospital with my brother cuddling me but not looking at me because he can’t stand blood.
  14. I used to be in an Academic Extension Program in primary school.  They thought I was smart.  I wasn’t.  I did get awarded Dux of the school when I graduated, but I think there was some sort of error. But I’m not giving it back now.
  15. I didn’t learn to ride a bike until I was 12.  I learnt to fall off one (repeatedly) shortly after that.
  16. I can’t wear high heels.  Just can’t.  Don’t ask me to.
  17. I’m a little bit allergic to wool.
  18. I’m very allergic to the Kardashians.  They bring me out in hives.
  19. I am always cold.
  20. Tea is my favourite thing to drink.  There is no time that is not appropriate for tea, as far as I am concerned.  It is a salve to all that ails me.  Also, cookies generally accompany tea, and that’s never a bad thing.

So that’s it.  I struggled a bit there…there’s not really many things to tell about me.  I’d like to say I have been sky-diving or that I graduated from some prestigious University or that I am curing cancer but, mostly, I am pretty dull.  But that’s that challenge over and done with now!  Onwards and upwards!

Have a great day everyone 🙂

Randomness

Randomness

I haven’t done a “Random Facts about Me” post for a while, which is surprising when you think about how random I actually am at any given moment.  These posts are fairly self-indulgent but I am bored and need to write something and, because my house is VERY TIDY for once, I cannot bear to do any crafting and mess it up just in order to write a post.

So, here are some more random morsels of information about me.  Please do not use them to steal my identity or write some sort of unauthorised biography that will shame my family.  They already know I’m a weirdo – they don’t need to see it in writing.  None of them read this, so it’s ok.

  1. I have OCD.  Or, as I like to call it OOCD (Occasional Obsessive Compulsive Disorder).  I do things like counting stuff before I go to bed, doing things in a certain order etc.  My pegs on the washing line have to match – not only match but be colour-coordinated with the item they are hanging.  I should just get all the same coloured pegs so they all match and then I wouldn’t have this problem and laundry wouldn’t take me twice as long as it should.  Sometimes my OOCD is worse than other times.  Stress makes it worse and then it can be difficult for me to leave the house in a timely fashion – it takes time to check locks and power switches, count something over and over etc.  But I don’t do the obsessive hand-washing thing or over-the-top house-cleaning (ha! as if!).  The tags on my bathroom towels have to face inwards – to not do that makes me frantic.  I have to put my shoes on in a certain order (which makes me very grateful that I only have two feet to choose from) and even saying prayers is probably due to compulsion rather than any kind of obligation.  I mean, I’m not even religious but I do have to say a prayer at night.  Otherwise, obviously, the WORLD WILL COLLAPSE AND IT WILL ALL BE MY FAULT!!!  Some days I don’t have issues at all (hence the “occasional”) but it makes its presence known when I am down or emotional or worried about other things.  Hardly anyone knows about this.  But now you do. Keep it to yourself.
  2. I am a bit obsessed with Law and Order : Criminal Intent, and have been, since it started in 2001.  I watch it over and over again when I am needing comfort and de-stressing.  I am slightly in love with Vincent D’Onofrio’s character, Robert Goren.  I have pretty much given up on all other men, except for him.  He’s perfect.  My friends think I am a crazy person, and my male friends do not understand my fascination with this head-tilting, quirky, eccentric detective.  I don’t care. 
  3. I have night terrors.  A lot. I have always had them, since I was a child.  They are called “terrors” for a reason – they are terrifying.  My family grew used to me screaming at night, which gives you some indication of how often I was doing it.  Used to freak my ex-husband out.  Medication helps to some extent, but since coming off my anti-depressants and other sleep-inducing drugs, I am back to doing the nightly screech & wake.  I hate it.  I don’t know why I do it.  I’m sure the neighbours think I’m being murdered or something.  Why can’t I have nice dreams about winning the lottery and marrying certain NYPD  detectives?  It seems very unfair, and something I should have grown out of a long time ago.
  4. I don’t like gold jewellery.  I never wear it.  Even when people give it to me (on the odd occasion), I keep it in its box and don’t wear it.  I only like silver.  I feel bad, but people will insist on giving it to you as though they’re going to convert you to their side.  I don’t like gold.  It looks super tacky to me, does not go with my skin tone and is very expensive.  Let us not forget that I am simple, very pale, and very tight where money is concerned.  Thank you for giving me jewellery though, if you have.  You’ll never see me wearing it though.
  5. I hate abbreviations in text or written message.  Do not “OMG” me.  Do not use “totes” in a sentence or expect me to me say/type  “LOL”.  I will not do it, no matter how much of a hurry I am in.  I am not a thirteen year old girl.
  6. I am a very bad vegetarian.  Sometimes I eat fish.  I feel desperately guilty about this.
  7. I once stole a piece of a castle when I visited the UK, twenty years ago.  It was just a bit of broken brick in a castle ruin, but I still feel like I am days away from being apprehended by Interpol or something.
  8. I sing, a lot.  But NEVER in front of anyone.  I will literally quit my job or jump off a bridge if someone tries to force me to do it.  Same goes with dancing.  I get jiggy with it at home in my PJs, but no one else will ever witness it. 
  9. I am a chronic blusher.  I will turn rosy-cheeked at the slightest provocation.  It tormented me in my high-school years.  I looked like I permanently had a fever.
  10. I have never been drunk.  I don’t see the point in it.
  11. I have never smoked.  I don’t see the point in it.  It is for stupid people and I try very hard not to be stupid, if I can help it.
  12. I am terrified of social situations.  I would rather rip out my own appendix than go to a party.  Fortunately, my body is very much in tune with my brain and emotions, so I can, however unintentionally, make myself physically ill enough to prevent me from going to parties and having to interact with people.  Again, something I should have grown out of.  But it’s a bit late now.
  13. I can’t wear yellow.  It makes me look very ill.  I actually like yellow, but it does not like me.  If I wear it, I look like I have gone into liver failure or have caught some sort of plague.
  14. I have been a bridesmaid three times.  That is enough.  I shan’t do it again.  You can only wear bad dresses so many times.  Plus you always have to dance and I have already explained my aversion to that. Dancing in a bad dress is just an unkind form of punishment, perpetuated by people who are supposed to care about you.
  15. I get violently angry when people spell “lose” with an extra “o”.  It makes me apoplectic.
  16. I like using the word “apoplectic”. 
  17. I have had approximately 20-25 geese during my life.  I love them.  I wish I had some now but I don’t think they would like living in a courtyard with no grass.  And my neighbours would complain.  Even though geese are AWESOME and anyone who thinks otherwise is a crazy person.IMG_1420
  18. My Mum is buying me some plastic bowls for Christmas because I keep breaking my ceramic ones.  I can no longer be trusted with nice things.
  19. I love writing. I don’t claim to be any good at it but I do enjoy it.  I like waffling, basically.  Having a blog is a great outlet for this.  Having people occasionally read it is amazing and humbling.  And somewhat scary.  But it also keeps you honest and evolving and accountable, I suppose.  I’ve stopped worrying about revealing things about myself that may be embarrassing.  At least I’m not lying or making myself out to be something I’m not.  I have wanted to write a book since I was little, but have yet to get started on that.  I don’t know what it would be about.  A goose-loving, messy, slightly crazy grammar nazi who falls in love with an NYPD detective and lives happily ever after in a house with no breakables.  Sounds like a best seller to me, people!
  20. I am terrible at hugs.  I want to be better at them but I am very awkward.  I seem to not be able to coordinate my arms and the rest of my body into one organised movement.  Plus I have tremendous self-image issues so I feel that any physical contact with people will only give them tactile proof that I am hideously repulsive. At the same time, I am desperate for hugs and affection.  Such is the dichotomy of my life. 

21.      “Dichotomy” is another word I like using.

So, that’s pretty much all I can come up with today (thank goodness for that, you say!).  About half way through I lost interest.  I hope you stuck with it though.  Any suggestions for what I can call my best-selling novel will be kindly accepted, as will step-by-step instructions for the perfect hug.  If you know a cure for night terrors and social anxiety, let me know that too – I am all ears/eyes.  Just don’t ask me to dance 🙂

Blog Prompt : Three Things

Blog Prompt : Three Things

So I am cheating with another blog prompt thingy.  But then, while you’re reading this, I am probably still on my Mum’s couch, being all pathetic and pain-suffering after my surgery so I’m sure you can forgive me a bit of cheating.  It’s better than not writing anything at all for weeks on end.  Or, maybe that would be preferable, given the quality of my blogging just lately.
Oh well, you decide and let me know.

Three Things

  • Three celebrity crushes : Vincent D’Onofrio, Jason Bateman, Paul Rudd
  • Three favorite book characters : Flora Post (from Cold Comfort Farm), Scout (from To Kill a Mockingbird), and Liesel (from The Book Thief).
  • Three favorite things to wear : Black boots, anything stripey, anything blue.
  • Three things you want in a relationship : Respect, empathy, kindness.
  • If you had to evacuate your home because of a natural disaster, what three things would you take with you? : Photos (but that’s an obvious thing), my song lyric collage and my diaries (just in case the natural disaster was disastrous enough to destroy them entirely.  Can’t let those suckers be read by ANYONE).
  • Three pet peeves : Cynicism, ignorance, smoking.
  • Three things you’d do if you weren’t so afraid : Skydiving, dancing, follow my bliss.
  • Three favorite TV shows : Buffy, Seinfeld, Ballykissangel.
  • Three things you can’t go without : Music, Cheerios, Tea (and lots of it).
Nominations and Green Soup!

Nominations and Green Soup!

Hi there – thanks for stopping by.  It’s so nice to have all these lovely new friends from all over.  I appreciate all your comments and “likes” and “follows”, I really do.  I am excited each day to see who’s written to me or how many followers I have.  I also worry daily about whether I am posting anything decent or if I’m posting enough at all (which I know I’m not).

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I’ve been nominated for an “Inspiring Blogger” Award by the lovely Audra of Joyosphere and you should definitely have a look at her blog too.  She has some great posts about all things to do with the home and family life, plus she’s a fellow librarian so, you know, she gets extra points for that.  🙂

There are some rules for the award acceptance….

  1. Link back to the blogger who so kindly nominated you! 
  2. Post the image of the award…. I think I’ve successfully done that, I hope…
  3. Share 7 random facts about yourself…I am pretty random in general so there’s lots of things I could list, but I’ll stick to the following seven:

1.  I used to be a lot bigger than I am now.  I once lost about 25-30kg.  I was basically a big round ball on legs.  Fat, stumpy legs.  I live in fear of returning to that state.  It is a constant battle.

2.  I once sold dog food door-to-door.  I only lasted one day.  I hated it.

3. I used to collect pigs.  Not real ones, just ornamental piggies.  It started when my brother bought me a gorgeous piggy bank and went from there. I had hundreds of them but then one day just got fed up and didn’t want to collect them any more.  Most of them ended up in op shops and garage sales.  I hope they found happy homes!  Other things I have collected – erasers, stickers and stamps.

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4.  I have had the same best friend for 32 years.  It’s a miracle she isn’t sick of me yet.  I should be careful to hang on to her…she knows too much about me!

5.   I love the ocean on dark and stormy days when the sky is black and the waves are angry and crashing about.  I love storms in general.

6.  I’d really like to dye my hair purple but I am too chicken.

7.  I can’t stand coriander (also called cilantro).  It is gross and smells like vomit to me.  Yuck.

So there you are.  Not very exciting but definitely random!

I also have to nominate 15 bloggers for the same award.  I plan on doing a special post on that so I will keep you posted (pardon the pun).  I am particularly bad about this last rule – I just always seem to forget to do it so I will try extra hard to not put it off for too long.

Gotta go and serve up some dinner for me and the hubby.  It’s a cold, miserable night again and soup is the order of the day.  I’d eat soup for dinner every night if I could.  Especially Green Soup.  I make this about once a week and have it for lunches too if there’s enough left over.  I just saute some onions until they’re translucent, chuck in some chopped celery (about 4 stalks) and let that cook a little bit.  Then I add in some chopped zucchini (one whole one) and some frozen baby peas (about a cup or so).  Add enough stock to cover and let it simmer away until all the vegies are soft and ready to be blitzed.  In the meantime, blanch a handful of snowpeas in some boiling water for about a minute.   Drain them and let them sit in some cold water (this helps them keep their colour and flavour).  Chuck them into the rest of the soupy mix when you’re ready to blend and blitz until smooth.  Season as necessary.  I usually sprinkle a little bit of parmesan on top and just a little bit of black pepper.  Yummo!  Serve with some nice warm bread or cheesy scones.  Delish!

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Whatever you’re having for dinner tonight, hope it is exactly what you’ve been wanting all day and that you can share it with some good company 🙂

Ten Random Things (and a bit)

Ten Random Things (and a bit)

Having a tidy up day today.  I figure if I’m going to get anything done I should make a space in which to do it.  That means finding my craft table underneath all the rubble that sits on top of it. And throwing stuff out (which I am not good at) and finding homes for things (which I am even worse at).  Because I’m messy and disorganised.  That’s one thing about me; here’s a few other random facts:

  1. I cry every time I watch the Sound of Music.  I’m fine until I get to the Edelweiss bit and then I’m history.  When they’re all singing it at the Folk festival and they have to leave the stage and try and escape the baddies – gah!  I just dissolve into a messy puddle of sad.
  2. I am related to Gypsy Jem Mace, the English boxing champion.  Several elder members of my family believe us to be descended from actual gypsies but this, for the most part, is nonsense.
  3. I don’t like liquorice.
  4. I don’t like mangoes.  They are gross and smell like rotting fruit to me.
  5. As a child I was terrified of werewolves.  Warren Zevon has a lot to answer for.
  6. When I was 11, I had to write the end of year school play for our class.  I spent a whole 2 weeks on it and was very proud of myself when we performed it at the Christmas assembly.  Until the next day when, instead of thanking me and congratulating me on a job well done, my teacher commented that I read my lines too fast and maybe I could do better next time.  I have never gotten over it.
  7. I share a secret language with my brother.  It contains words like “Boonah!” and “Yupchub!” and is completely meaningless.  We don’t even understand it ourselves.  But we don’t tell anyone else that.
  8. I am overly-sentimental about inanimate objects.  I still have a heart-shaped paper clip a boy I liked gave me when I was in grade 6.  That’s 27 years ago.  Whilst cleaning out a cupboard at my Mum’s house recently I discovered my “treasure box”.  It contained some baby teeth (mine), the revolting remains of my orthodontic braces, some nail clippings (from a pet rabbit I had), a flea collar (my cat’s), a splinter that had been removed from my foot when I was a kid, and a duck feather.  I once won an art competition in Primary School, aged 10.  I won a box of crayons.  I didn’t open or use the crayons until I was in my thirties.
  9. When I was 9 I announced that I was going to move to England and become the next Enid Blyton.  Surprisingly, this did not happen.
  10. I once wrote a book report on “The Brothers Karamazov” by Dostoyevsky.  I didn’t read the book but still got a C+.

     

    So that’s it.  There’s other random facts but they’re for another time.  Maybe when I need an excuse to have a break from tidying up again.