Frogskins!!!

A few months ago, my garage got robbed.  Now, normally we’ve been paranoid about security around here since our entire house got cleaned out while we were at A&S about five years ago, but since our dodgy neighbours moved away (the ones whose son made it into the Darwin Awards just after we moved here) we’ve been a little less stressed about it.
Anyway, went into the garage a few months ago, and found that the garage had been raided, they took a pushbike, and some stuff from my car…. cds, laptop, and I noted in an absolute panic… my vintage/retro Oakley Frogskin sunglasses with the rootbeer frames and the titanium bronze lens.  I can’t describe how p!ssed off I was to think they were gone.  I’ve had the same pair on sunnies since 1989, which many might think is particularly daggy, but I loved them, the lens are fantastic.  Well eventually they turned up, I must have taken them off in Angels room at some point, and they were on his bookcase.  But it made me think… they’re not going to last forever now are they?

So I did what everyone does when faced with finding an out of date, or no longer in production product… we hit eBay.  I set up a search for Oakley Frogskins and for the past couple of months I’ve been getting emails telling me when someone lists a new pair.  Didn’t think there would be any out there at all, but they came through about a couple each week.  But talk about gobsmacked at the prices some of these were getting.  I’m not the only nut out there who loves my Frogskins.  One pair actually sold for US$207.56!!!

Well I got me a back up pair of Froggies and they turned up in the mail yesterday.  Happy dance!  They’re in immaculate condition, someone must have had them stashed in a drawer somewhere for the last 15 years.  So now the dodgy neighbours can feel free to raid my glovebox whenever they want!  I’m covered.  🙂

fisherman's wharf gold coast queensland
.Sept 1991 – Fisherman’s Wharf – scary big hair!!!

Foul and mysterious odour….

Not happy Jan!

I got home from work last night and walked in the door to be greeted by a foul and mysterious odour.  Initially i thought someone had just reheated some hideous left over Chinese food, but then I realised there was no Chinese leftovers in the house, hideous or otherwise.  Couldn’t figure out what it was, and alarmingly seemed to be emanating from my end of the house!  Checked through the entire room, and couldn’t find anything, even the ensuite drains were fine.  That is the problem with air conditioning…. you’re locked in, and when you get something like a bizarre smell in the house, the system just recycles it though.

So now I’m wondering if I have a dead rat/possum/snake or some such in my roof causing the foul and mysterious odour to waft down through the ceilings.  I have visions of decomposing animal carcass dripping down through the gyprock…… ewww.  Gotta get someone to have a scout through the roof for me pronto.  Strangely enough, the smell seems to be gone this morning.

dirty dead rat mess
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Dirty 30s Party!!!

I had my 30th birthday party on the weekend…. yes slightly over due I know, but I always said I’d turn 30 eventually!  Apparently it clashed with the RH Red and White, which was accidental I assure you! Turned out to be a warm and very wet night, so we had the party inside yet again!  One of these days we’re going to hold a party outside and maybe spare my carpets a little!

So it was out with the fedoras, feathers, furs, braces and funky clunky shoes.  🙂  Everyone looked really cool.  HdM came dressed as a sailor, NMdG, Darkman, Jimbo all made good gangster types, we had one Indiana Jones, and a few flapper types.  Best costume has to go to the Humbibble dressed as a Cigarette girl in a very saucy outfit.   I can’t actually remember a lot of detail from the evening – I had loads of champagne for the girls to drink, but I think things went down hill due to Darkman’s cheap tequila, which he always feels compelled to inflict on everyone else!  I spent the whole night laughing…. and I think there was dancing…. gotta remember to eat something when we’re drinking….. and I KNOW I accidentally walked into a discussion between Darkman and Surly about fisting (not something you forget in a hurry)…. and I have vague recollections of our intrepid sailor dropping his pants…. again!  …. also there may or may not have been some sort of pile up of people on the living room floor in a rather tragic swing dance incident!   But I am pretty certain the fisting was before the teqila… which is disconcerting on so many levels!

I woke up this morning feeling not too bad, except for the positively ridiculous pain level I was experiencing in my lower back!!!  Couldn’t for the life of me figure out what I’d done to stir it up…. and then I downloaded my photos this morning!  There was indeed some sailor type pants dropping action… and yes, there was dancing of a sort….. and undeniable evidence a pile up of people on the living room floor at one stage…. and there I am – at the bottom of it!   Mysterious back  pain no longer a mystery… Sigh.

All up it was a fun night.  I’ll have to send round some of the more incriminating photos by email i think.

dirty thirty 30s party

It’s over again for one more year!

Christmas is done man!  Angel woke me up at 5.21am (exactly) to tell me that Santa had been and he wanted to show off his loot.  Cute, but 5:21am!!!  Give me a break.  So then spent the next three hours waiting around for the rest of the family to come over and rip through the small mountain of pressies under the tree.  We had two adults and two kids less this year, yet the pile of presents seemed even worse than last year! 

Mr K loved the cufflinks we bought for him at Parliament House – Thanks SirPhil for taking me on fly by visit of the gift shop!  Angel was spoilt rotten with a new bicycle, some games and more new Lego than you can poke a stick at and my Mum loved the gifts from my Dad that I spent 5 hours shopping for on his behalf – thank God!!!  Champagne breakfast was relaxed and groovy, and then we went to lunch at Oxley so Angel could see his Granny and the rest of the family.  It’s so hot over there!  More spoiling of small child, including more Lego!  And then lunch (sans corriander for a change!) complete with crackers – then back to Grandma and Poppa’s place for drinks and more nibbles before calling it a day.  Sigh.

Came home, spent a few hours cleaning up, chatted on line with MD in Budapest for a couple of hours and am now Stuffed with a capital “S”.  Am so glad we now have 12 months to recover until we have to do it all again next year !!!

Oh I nearly forgot!  I scored 18 packets of Fruit Tingles this year – it’s a new record!  🙂

Grrrrrr

My day has been really ordinary.  Started this morning when it took about 40 minutes to drive to the Gabba instead of the normal 15 (didn’t know the cricket was on) on my way to the Qld Computer Group.  Got to the Gabba and saw a pedestrian hit by a car – happen right in front of me.  It was awful, and I am so glad the little guy was looking out the other side of the car when it happened. Pulled over and made Angel stay in the car.  Police and ambulance were called, and the guy was just lying on the road unconscious.  Cops arrived within about two minutes (they were all over the Gabba cos of the cricket), took eveyone’s details and told us to bugger off.  By the time I got to the QCG I was already a bit frazzled and shellshocked.  Found out they don’t actually stock the SD card that they advertised on their website, and they never did, they tried to fob me off with an inferior brand, which you can imagine impressed me no end.  Came home, wrote a complaint to the Office of Fair Trading about dodgy advertising techniques from nasty purveyor of computer bits, which of course will have no effect whatsoever.  After that I found one of those registered mail things in the letter box, made a special trip out to the post office to pick up what I thought was going to be the insurance cheque for the stolen computer, but was some stupid voucher thing.  Came home (again) and thought I’d try to relax for a bit with a DVD over lunch time while I embroidered on my pouch.  DVD was one I had purchased this week, and when I went to put it on, I found it has a unremovable security device in it (under the shrink wrap – go figure) that prohibits you from opening the case so I have to take that back to the store now to get it removed.  Starting to really feel like every little thing is deliberately trying to piss me off at today.  Grrrrrr!!!!   So add all that and crying baby (love it when  BigSal drops in unexpectedly) to the head ache I have had since yesterday, and it does not a happy chickie make.  Evening isn’t shaping up much better, am still babysitting for BigSal until about middnight, and have just found out that the Lord Byron gig i was planning on going to late tonight (http://www.myspace.com/lordbyronband) has been cancelled – so shaping up for a boring night.
 
Update:
After writing this just after lunch, BigSal convinced me to go out shopping with her – Revlon sale  😐  Never one to miss a twofer on nailpolish I went with her to Carindale for a bit.  Went shopping, bought a couple of new nailpolishes and some new lingerie, which normally improves ones day considerably but today couldn’t make a dent!  🙂 
The insurance cheque had arrived just as I was leaving the house so there’s was even more running around done this afternoon, delivering said cheque to a different, hopefully more reliable and less dodgy,
purveyor of computer bits. Think I am still a bit shaken from witnessing accident this morning too.

In all… have had stupidly busy day in which very little was accomplished.  Situation is pretty dire – need to figure out how to unclench teeth and need wine …. lots of wine….    😐