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As an aside, modern vaccines contain no mercury in Western countries. it's illegal for them to.


Bleh. Your fight, Bill.

Turns out that Isabella has an astigmatism in each eye.
That means glasses, and 6 monthly optometrist visits until we can see exactly where she is, sight wise.
She's picked out to colours. Blue and purple.
Again, rather than paying a not so small fortune on specs, we'll be buying two pairs (hey, if they're a full time thing, you need 2 pairs) on-line.
Pair one, in blue and yellow, and pair two.
Said purchase will be made on Monday, so they arrive before school starts, and she can get used to wearing them.

Poll #1508285 Hair colour
Open to: Friends, detailed results viewable to: Friends, participants: 0

I'm thinking of slowly going back to blonde... a soft blonde. I'll be using foils instead of complete colour, and keeping the fringe. Opinions?

Ian has gone to a funeral this morning.
Peter Connell, for years, sat the third seat in, in the back row, right hand side, at Bankstown City Brass Band. He was the third trombone player for at least 60 years, and along with Ian's father, and Ian's old trombone teacher, was one of the people who built the Stenning Band Hall, the hall where Yagoona Brass plays still.
Peter was elderly when I met him, but he was still at every rehearsal, every Tuesday night, at Bankstown's band hall (the Senior Citizens centre).
His service will be at the East Chapel at Rookwood Cemetary (its on now, for those playing at home), though given his influence on so many of the "younger" (that is, those under the age of 40) brass musicians in the area (including 2 who are now in the Navy band - one on trombone, the other on soprano), I daresay that it will overflow into the courtyard area out the front of the chapel.

Requiescat in Pace, Peter.
You, Dick Stenning, Ron Markham, and God can now start your own brass band.

Just been told, Ian is playing on the HMAS Kanimbla on NYE.
We're all invited.
Now, to buy a new dress... ;)

To start of with, and first in the importance stakes, my baby brother, Brian, turns 23 today.
Of no less importance, but in second position according to I, it's Ians brothers (David) birthday. He's 43.

Happy birthday, you two old farts.

In a continual quest to find What It Is I Want To Do With My Life, I'm forced to concede that working for Someone Else just doesn't work for me.
So, I'm gonna be starting up my own dressmaking business. I have the ideas, the sewing machine, a few designs, I just need someone local to me that can help get ideas from in head, onto paper, and then into actuality.
I'm gonna start small. A stall at the markets once a month. Move on from there.
It'll be rockabilly, psychobilly, and pinup style clothes, for men and women.
You never know. I might just make Real Money.

Any ideas, or volunteers?

I saw the funniest graffiti ever today...
It said "Who's house?
Floppy's House"

'course, some other smart arse beat me to it, and wrote underneath
"Don't you mean "whose"?"

I woke this morning to an eerie half light.
There's red dust all over Sydney.
It looks weird.

The Commonwealth has suspended Fiji after it failed to meet certain conditions such as resuming a dialogue with opposition groups and holding early democratic elections.
( The Commonwealth, comprised of the United Kingdom, its dependencies, and many former British colonies, ruled in July that unless Fiji met its demands, the nation would face being cut off from all aid from the group and banned from the 2010 Commonwealth Games. )


You'll have to excuse my cynicism, but, tell me, exactly what good does England do for we Pacific based Commonwealth Nations, anyways?
I mean, WWs 1 and 2 proved we ANZACs can look after ourselves, and others, too.
And, is Fiji really going to be affected by this? Sure, perhaps the poorer people in the nation will suffer, but does the Commonwealth really believe the Parliamentarians, with their gold lined pockets, will suffer?
Gah!


So, opinions?

Several months back, we were invited to a wedding, a full Nuptial Mass.
We were aware the girls were not invited to the reception. We did the same when we got married. Children and reception centres (and the bar tab that goes with a wedding reception) don't mix - not to mention the poor waiter/ess carrying the tray of drinks doesn't particularly like being tripped over.
They were, however, allowed to attend the ceremony.
Anyways, we'd made the girls aware of that, and we'd organised for That Woman to be able to look after them this Saturday night.
Yesterday, however, I got a phone call. The girls are no longer welcome at the church, either. Turns out the bride told her cousins (I presume long before now) that their children wouldn't be welcome at the church, so us turning up with the girls would be rude, did I understand?
The thing is, uninviting the girls is more rude. The height of bad manners, in fact. Especially since up until Monday, Katharine and Bella had been counting down the days (Katharine had said on Monday morning that it was only 5 more days until the wedding).

So, here's my rant.

1. You don't uninvite people. It's in bad taste, and poor form.


2. You give people fair warning if circumstances change.


3. If you're going to break a 4 and a seven year olds hearts, do it yourself. Don't expect their parents to have to tell them the bad news.

That is all, and you may now return to your previous programming.



EDIT: I got a call from Mark not long after I posted this. The girls are reinvited. We're going to spring it on them, surprise them. We'll tell them we're going out, and they have to wear the new dresses, and Mummy and Daddy will be wearing their new clothes, too

1.5 km walk, hilly terrain, 25 minutes

After years of nagging Ian that if he wants to be a muso, he needs to make a living from it, he finally has decided that he could do far worse than being in a defence force band.
He's going to try for an Army Reserves band first.
Now, he just needs to pass the fitness requirements.
*sigh*
I see diet and fitness regime impending. *





* At least now I'll be doing it in company *grins*

Poll #1437988 Random styling question...
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 3

I'm thinking about going blonde again (a la Lana Turner) ... I'd like a simple yes or now, please :) Please also express a solid reason underneath.

Found here.
It's all about design and fashion.

Isabella went to bed early again tonight.
This is the second migraine in a year.
I think I might need to take her to a doctor. A 4 year old should not get migraine.

For my birthday this year, I want a tea set...
Nothing hugely extravagant... just the Royal Albert Old Country Roses design would make me happy.
*ahem*
That is all.

(Where M is Margaret, and T is me...)


T: Can you say Mummy?
M: Baby
T: Can you say Katharine?
M: Ka-en
T Can you say Michael?
M: Ma-el
T: Can you say Bella?
M: Be-wa
T: Can you say Maria? (Maria is the name of our day carer... her husband is Amandio, and her son is Damien)
M: Mwee-ah
T: Can you say Amandio?
M: Mah-dee-oh
T: Can you say Damien?
M: Day-een
T: Can you say Daddy?
M: Daddy
T: Can you say Mummy?
M: Baby





I give up. She says food, dinner, bed, grandma, Margaret, lunch, bottle, trombone, trumpet, and banana. She just doesn't say Mummy.

Katharine has changed her mind...
after watching Better Homes & Gardens last night, and watching them make shortbread cookies into a hot chocolate cookie (icing, marshmallow, half a fruit tingle, and chocolate sauce... I'll make them, and post pics in my cooking blog at some point), she's decided she wants a tea party.
So, High Tea it is. (with hot chocolate, or maybe masala infused milk - kinda like a chai masala, but without the tea).
Finger food ideas, and decorating tips for a garden tea party would be appreciated.
Games ideas, too... I have a feeling it'll be 4 of Katharine's friends, all female.
Add also Bella, Margaret and Michael. I suppose we better invite That Woman, too.


EDIT: I just found a complete list of ideas, games, food, etc. for the Mad Hatters Tea Party. That'll save me some time :)

Girl: "These people are so stupid. They're even stupider than me."