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Posted on Sat 18 August 2007 at 05:45

 

It’s hosing it down outside so I thought as I can’t go out to play, I would come and annoy you instead....

Had another spendfest today – the car needed tyres and aligning but as each tyre came with a ‘free’ $10 flybuys token, what a saving we made there eh?   Then some storage boxes for under Melissa’s new bed as she is such a mucky pup.  Steve picked up a pair of trainers for $10 in KMart so let’s see if they last longer than it takes to lose the receipt! 

And as we were walking past the Barbeque Factory, we stopped in and spent $50 on a magnificent hotplate liner.  Don’t ask, it’s a Steve thing.  Apparently you put this liner thingy on the barbeque and it is far easier to clean afterwards, just pull the liner out and clean that rather than clean the barbeque itself.  Everlasting apparently.  In which case, why do they sell them in packs of two?  Ahh, said Steve, but if I buy two, I get a free adjustable roasting cradle thrown in {voice from the background – ‘I’ll give you thrown in’}.  Hhmmm, really handy that,  in fact so handy that in all the barbeques we’ve had since coming here (2) and indeed all the barbeques we have had ever (several) I have never used or wanted one.   However, a bargain is a bargain.  Roll on summer as I can’t wait to see this in action!

And a spare mattress for when she has a friend over.  The mattress fits in this really shallow cupboard that has no other use than to store the ironing board so at least it won’t be in the way anywhere else and I can finally see some justification in having that cupboard.   Must have been designed by a man.  I just went and measured it and it is 9 inches deep – my foot is 9 inches long (UK ladies size 4) so my shoes wouldn’t even fit in it as they would be marginally bigger than 9 inches long.  Can you tell this is my day off? – I obviously have too much time on my hands….  So what else could go in that cupboard I muse?  My meticulously detailed collection of Indian elephant toenail clippings?  My collection of famous hostages?  The complete and unabridged works of Karen et al?  Including the German language version of course.  The fossilised internal organs of an 8inch wide diplodicus? I do have too much time on my hands as I have just been back through there to see if it has a door handle on the inside (of course it doesn’t!), so any idea of turning it into a stand-up bedroom are out then………..anyway, it is full to the gunnels now so no point in thinking what might have been…

 

 

Cats.  They are driving me daft.  Other people's that is.  As I mentioned previously, we haven’t had Poppy neutered as we would like one litter of kittens first.  Well, her siren song and wafting of hormones is driving all the toms around here to distraction.  And that in its turn is doing my head in.  According to the Vet, she shouldn’t be in season yet – if the Vet would like to come round here and tell the neighbourhood cat coterie that same fact I would be eternally grateful.  The ginger tom with the poorly paw.  The short-haired blue with the squidgy face.  The black and white double act from over the road.  The fluffy tabby with the pitiful meow.  They circle the garden like a school of sharks, sniffing out the one in a million particle of Poppy-kitty scent, waiting behind bushes like latter-day Take That fans in Robbie Williams' back garden, for the opportunity to pounce on her unsuspecting bones.  Unsuspecting my arse – the little madam knows exactly what the boys are after and boy, doesn’t she flaunt it.  It’s like Marilyn Monroe stood on the air vent thingy with her skirt blowing up – coy but innocent at the same time.  Ginger is the worst; he waits for her to go out and then follows her about like a priapic auburn shadow.  I think he is a bit overawed as he doesn’t seem to do anything but gaze mournfully at her and sing sodding love songs outside the house between the hours of sunset and sunrise.  Roll on kitty pregnancy so that they all shut the f**k up and let me get some sleep.

 

I went to the Gym again, hell that must be the best part of 3 weeks now – have I changed shape?  Do I look fit, toned and healthy?  Can I see any difference at all apart from in my bank balance?  NOT A JOT!!  To be fair, I know it is early days yet so I am not looking for a difference yet but I can already see a difference in how much I can bench press and how much easier the cardio work is getting.  I do 3 different types of ab crunches and I have doubled the amount I can do – up to 6 of each now!!   No, up to 2 sets of 50 x 3 now, so there is a sense of achievement there already.  I had done my workout yesterday and had just got back on the cross trainer for a last 10 minute cool down when this chap jumped on the machine next to me and started belting along.  And as he started to warm up the most disgusting stench started to rise off him.  He was absolutely redolent of piss.  It was so bad, I didn’t hide my look of disgust, but made ‘phew’ noises and stopped my machine, doing the looking about in an obvious manner business.  I looked at his face just to make sure his nose hadn’t been surgically removed as that would be the only way he could possibly have missed the stink.  It was definitely time to go.


Good on you for the gym!

Posted by Littletoe on Sat 18 August 2007 at 09:05 - Link

You've been going for three weeks longer than I've been thinking about it! Keep going and I hope you get some results soon!

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