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Ten Days on the Island

As promised here is the link to this amazing week of arts and theatre, wine, music and much more. While I am open minded – anyone been to/heard of MONA? – and like things a little different, most of these art installations are just too “arty” and un-interpretable for me.
Check out the website and decide for yourself.


Have a great day ūüôā

What a day!

After a chilly start the day ended up being absolutely beautiful. And I was over dressed and ended up being so bloody hot. Dammit, I can be so blonde sometimes, how long have I lived here and yet I still can’t figure out the weather.
After losing my son and his friend – they were watching the clown show and hubby just didn’t go there – they took off to said friends house to the pool (“I am soo hot, I need a swim!”) on the condition they didn’t detour (not likely) and that I would pick them up later (later came later than expected).

I choofed off down the hill and found entertaining in progress, “yes i’ll stay for a drink, don’t open anything specially though” chatting for a bit then as I am dog tired I hassled the boys to get ready… ” stay for another” No. “Go on…” No. “Oh dear, look its already open you have to now” she says as the lid is flicked into the bin. Bugger, ok then. Still tired, I make my leave as soon as I’m able (threatening friend wont be coming if they bugger about, works a treat) and drive the 500mt back up the hill to my house. Half finished drink in the console.

I munch on some chips and guacamole while I get stuck into the net. Trawl through the emails that have multplied tenfold since this morning, returning to those I read (giving you an extra number on your stats bar) to comment, check out the twit and FB, pour a glass of red, work out what hubby will do for dinner – yes I got the night off, no he didn’t cook, that won’t happen in a hurry – as he heads out to pick up someone from work at KFC, yuum…. And keep trawling.

Phone rings… “What are you doing?” Slowly getting pissed with a glass of red. “What, first you have cruisers now a glass of wine?” Haha, yes I have a wine, I’m drinking slowly, enjoying it.
And writing some kind of blog while I think of what I am going to write for real, maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow.

Have a great evening, or morning to my northern friends ūüôā

it’s always a good time for coffee…

tidying up a few things inn the kitchen this afternoon I found a couple of things I had forgotten all about… hidden away since we moved back home. Now to find somewhere to put them.

Have a great day ūüôā
although for me it is now wine o’clock and time to think about dinner…



don’t we all love being sick…?

Really, who enjoys being cooped up in bed, especially when all you’re doing is sleeping.
It all started Friday night, with a glass of wine*.¬† Just a little, as I could feel the ‘head’ coming on, and really didn’t fancy having one glass knocking me flat on my back.¬† That’d look real good wouldn’t it.

Thursday night¬†I had¬†a¬†crap sleep, and Friday I was feeling, weird, all day. I couldn’t put my finger on it, just weird.

So, Friday night, after my wine,¬†as I now know what is coming my way,¬†I take one of those cold ‘n’ Flu pills that are either for¬†night or day use.¬† I must have been¬†sick as during the night while wiiiide awake, I wondered if I had indeed taken the wrong pill. There was sleep happening, but not enough to feel any kind of rested.
Yup. Sure enough when I checked the packet, day pill gone.

First thing I said on Saturday morning… “I’m not going anywhere today…” which thankfully was met with agree-ance.¬† No arguing on how I was feeling.¬† My boys all left the house (to work and visiting friends) and my routine began: sleep 2 hrs, get up, more Panadol¬†& drink, sleep 2+ hrs… repeat¬†4 times and finally rise at 5.30 when they arrived home¬† – wanting their pizza for dinner. What?!¬† thank goodness for pre made bases and 2 boys who helped. Hubby looks good, although¬†slightly uncomfortable with a rolling pin.¬† He makes everything food-wise look awkward.¬† Gotta say though, they were the best pizzas I’ve made in a while. ūüėČ

Nothing like spending all day in bed and looking like death warmed up with a really Bad Hair Do when you greet people at the door.  Feeling like your head is about to explode and tired enough to just curl up in a corner and sleep.
Son #2 asked if I felt better, son #1 said “you look like shit mum”, gee thanks Ryan.

Nine thirty comes and this time I check the packet and get the right pill.  Hoping it was going to knock me out, I chilled with a drink then went to bed.
Ha!! Not likely, took me ages to get to sleep and still didn’t sleep well.¬† Maybe I’d had too much already..?¬† I don’t think so.

This morning?? Bounced out of bed.¬†¬†The best part of being sick, specially a 24hr¬†thing, is the feeling when you wake and know it’s all gone.¬† That feeling of energy, and actual¬†willingness to do things.¬† A shower and food just tops it off, and you’re ready to face the world.
Woohoo!! Laugh and scream and run around like a lunatic – well, you don’t actually do it, you just want to.

There’s something about the way your body recuperates that is just so cool. How it just knows there’s something wrong and if you don’t listen, it makes you.¬† Knocks you for 6 if it has to.¬†And keeps you¬†there til it¬†says “ok, you’re ready now”.
I’m not often sick (thankfully) so when it happens I try to¬†‘bask’ in it… yeah right, like that works.¬† I have the original Mr Nice guy.¬† So sympathetic he is.¬† Not.¬† Sure he cares in his own way.¬† But as¬†I don’t get ‘man-flu’ it’s not that bad apparently,¬†and I just have to soldier on.¬† I can be grateful that the last few times I’ve been sick, he’s been home to care for the kids…¬†Plus I have way too many things I need to do this week¬†to be sick anyway.

Hoping none of my southern (hemisphere) friends are getting sick while my northern friends are enjoying the warmth (sticky humid yuck) of summer ūüôā

Jennifer – smiling once again ūüėÄ
Chillin’ out with the radio playing their Sunday 80’s Night while I write¬†– Rock on!! some real corkers¬†in there with the¬†good stuff.

*(I have 6 free bottles that I need to review for Naked Wines Aus. Maybe a Wine review post for another day).

New glass Experiments

We’ve all seen those cute little cheese boards (or whatever they are) made from melted (slumped) bottles.
Here’s one of mine:

I wanted to do a few more glass items but not having much Dichroic aside from black and clear, I decided to smash a few bottles and see how that worked.
Bottle are hard to break.  Unless of course you drop them on concrete, but I needed to minimise the mess and little nasty bits with kids and dog wandering around.

So with safety glasses on and hammer at the ready I put a board in the laundry tub, covered it with paper and break the bottles.  Even with a board, the glass still bounced a bit and took about 6 hits before it succumbed to the pressure.

last remnants of a bottle

I now have 2 green wine bottles, 1 brown beer bottle and a clear juice bottle broken and in their storage boxes.

I have tried several pieces of each glass to see how they melt and if multiple pieces will join nicely.

The only difference between these and my Dichroic is that this stuff smokes like crazy and the fumes are really bad.  Dichroic only smokes a little bit and the fumes are not so toxic.
Two windows wide open allows for good ventilation – providing the wind is blowing the right way.
A cold night is not the time to have glass cooking in the kiln.
A sunny day is definitely preferrable.

I have a brown piece, a green one I think would be perfect as a guitar Wrapture and there is a clear one with branches in the kiln cooling.
The glass goes into the kiln, reaching 800C then cooking for 30 mins.  This is a one hour process.  The glass is then left for at least 8 hours to cool and anneal properly.  Although I did drop a piece on the floor and it still breaks like normal glass. Oops.

I would like to open the kiln at the 800C mark and stamp the glass while it is still red-hot and see how it cools.  Hence my mention of gardening gloves.  This will be something I try next time.

Here is the first piece of beer glass I made as a necklace.
All I want now is some of that pretty blue glass, or yellow…. wonder if the people at the tip will let me take it out¬†of the recycling bins..

Keep smiling ūüôā