I'm mainly indifferent these days. Once my love was my beau as well. And he bought me chocolated this year which he mainly ate. But that's the story of our romance....

A gentleman or woman who shows me courtesy and respect. Love picnicking at the zoo, or eating seafood within the smell of the ocean, or watching a movie, any movie, cuddled up, snacking on grapes and crackers.

Small talk only, nothing deep and meaningful at first, walking after eating, enjoying the air.

Sunday, 12th February

Midnight, and all us pumpkins had gone to bed... heck, Nikki and I would stay up later than that before a cavy or rabbit shiow~ But isn’t growing old wonderful? A full belly, a glass of wine, and some chatting, and we’re ready for bed. In fact, we have to make sure bed is on the schedule, otherwise we can’t survive the weekend. Make a note, Hazel. Schedule sleep.

Hearty breakfast, many cups of tea and we were back, chatting in the conference room again. The sun was out long enough for me to take photos of the beautiful roses here, and wander around the grounds...

In fact, we stayed there until the manager came to say goodbye as she was going out for a while and locking up. So, suddenly, we packed, tidied, and had to say goodbye. Reluctantly.
The sun came out, and went again, after we saw everyone off. The only ones left, but its our holiday. We took a drive around town and to Penrose and back... took photos of some of the locals... the kangaroos that is, who seemed quite at home on the manicured lawns of a fairly new housing estate. Then came back to watch Anne of Green Gables (a four hour epic...), and now the Mummy is playing and I, at least, am thoroughly enjoying it.

Graeme is making toasted sandwiches for dinner, and we are making a mental note to make sure we pack a knife next time we travel around.

The Retired Star Fleet Officers Reunion – Bundanoon, NSW

8 am – trying to wake up, but that’s normal. Now what was it that Gael said last night? Small address about convention running... let’s see...

( First you need some lubricating liquid )

Friday, 10th February 2012

Okay, it’s a road trip. The music is cranked up high, toes are tapping, and we’re trying to sing along despite the fact that my teeth want to snap at the inside of my non-responsive mouth instead. Not going to stop me from trying to harmonise though.

( We’re on our way... at last... )

Well, I've never seen a groundhog turn around and check his shadow.... but then, I've never seen a groundhog in person yet. Still a thing on my bucket to do list....

One of the most frustrating and helpless feelings is holding a sick grandchild through the night, whilst he struggles to breathe even whilst he sleeps. I've been through this before with my younger daughter, but going through it again with her son.... Luckily I have the equipment on hand, and know what to do, but it doesn't make you feel any better. Thank goodness for modern medicine. He's so much better this morning, eating his "breakfast pizzas" (pancakes)... but I'm not take any chances....

What a day!I had such a great evening yesterday... eating my healthy dinner, and watching the long awaited episode of Sherlock, which was so worth waiting for. I even got to watch it twice as my husband, G, came in more than half way through and really wanted to see it too...

I really cherish these moments, the chance to sit, quietly anmd undisturbed, to watch something that i have been really looking forward to, in a comfy chair. During Summer, I am on Grandma duty and the place is chaotic. The younger grandson especially - his own dad describes him as the duracell bunny on speed - rarely goess to sleep before 11.30. It's like he's on a piece of elastic - he throws himself at the bed (waking up his brother), and bounces back out of it almpost immediately. I've seen one my my cats do the same kind of thing when she realised the bath-tub she had just jumped into actually contained bathwater!

I suffer from sleep apnea and insomnia, so I head to bed when the boys do, and they get up again at 6 am again as their Mum gets them up that hour each day... half they time, the jump into my bed to say goodmorning.... and tell me they are hungry.

The Holmes was brilliant and the The Woman perfectly played. And I really love Mrs Hudson - especially Sherlock's relationship with her... The look on her faceas she called upstairs "Boys! You've got another one!" And the "couple" subtext, is not subtle, but humourous and vastly entertaining. G noted how it was a celebration of the original book (oh yes, he enjoys Holmes as well). Me, I just loved it.

I am so grateful to Clonesgirl for her love and friendship and thoughtfulness. Not to mention patience....

Today, I woke up and raced to the bathroom... one of my nausea days. Hours later, I can finally sit up in bed and peck at this, nibble a bit of dry toast, and sip almost black weak tea... wanting to share my love of Holmes.

Love me tender .... it was our theme song at our wedding.

Something that I cdould swing effectively for lopping off heads - like a very sharp scimitae... or a morning star, making satisfying splat noises....