Gives me a giggle every time I hear it
Something you can do to save water:
install a jewel-flush system.
If you haven’t already.
If I weren’t ThirdCat…
If I could be anybody for a day, right now I’d be dogpossum. Actually, I’d want two days as her. Last Saturday and Sunday. And then I’d try to convince the genie to give me a couple of days either side of that as well. And then I’d be myself again so that I could catch up on my sleep.
Oh, look, I am myself, with proofreading to do.
Well, somebody must
Nobody knows where the pepper grinder – twisted by too much time in the sun but serviceable still – has gone. Or why the small grey pot of white pepper – perfect for a picnic hamper with coloured aluminium cups, ground fine and best before 02 May 03 – has appeared.
The tomatoes on toast taste of salad plates at your grandfather’s, but the avocado is not the same and nor are the potatoes.
Ribbons plus
Forgot to say, you can sign the petition to call for a National Plan of Action to stop violence against women here.
International Day for the Elimination of Violence Against Women: White Ribbon Day
From the Australian White Ribbon Day website
Did you know Australian research has shown that:
- more than 1 million Australian women have experienced violence during a relationship;
- 600,000 of these women have said they lived in fear during the relationship;
- 20% of women who have experienced violence were pregnant when violence first occurred?
Did you know that thousands of men in Australia will wear a White Ribbon on November 25 this year to encourage all men to condemn violence against women?
Did you know that these men will be taking part in an international network of men, working in partnership with women, to end men’s violence against women.?
White Ribbons are worn on November 25 by men in countries and cultures across the world because violence against women is men’s problem. The White Ribbon Campaign is the first mass campaign by men against violence in the world.
winning the toss
And if I were ever going to apologise to the mister for laughing at him for taking out SACA membership thereby fully denying our working-class roots, firmly flagging his membership of the corporate class, and at the same time spending rather a lot of money on something from which he can get only minimal participation, then this would be the time.
Because he can get a seat at the test and I can’t.
But I wouldn’t be able to find a babysitter anyway.
on the way home from the bakery
It is slightly earlier than it usually is, but I am balancing the bread on top of the newspaper in the same way that I always do.
The tram to the city is full. At this suburban stop, two men squeeze themselves on and a woman gets off. Her hair looks older than her face. She is not stooped, but bent in the middle as if the top of her body is too heavy for her legs. She carries a large lawyer’s bag, the type that has strong sides and stays square when you open it. It is black. Her skirt is the peasant type and white, her jacket is blue and has pleats.
She says, when our paths cross and I smile a paths-crossing smile, I’ve been out all night, which is a strange thing to say to someone you don’t know.
on our holidays, we…
considered going to the g20 protests and pointed to the sky every time a helicopter flew overhead
collected poison berries which can be fed to demons or witches and also stain shirts
found a Haigh’s sticker on the oval where we played soccer
took photos of ourselves through the art gallery’s water wall and marvelled at how stunningly creative, original and ingenious we are in all that we do, because goodness me whoever else could have thought of doing this creative, original thing
walked a bit more
rolled down a lot of hills
and got home just in time to find that not quite all of the worms had died in the heat.
It’s not the vegan lunchbox…
This is SecondCat’s lunch.
It is mozarella cheese. ‘The gratings part’.
A carefully segmented soy sausage. ‘Wet’ and ‘not cooked’.
Frozen peas. Again: ‘not cooked’.
Three slices of cucumber. Not four.
Did it fill my heart with mother-love warmth to serve it up to him? No.
Did he eat it? Yes. All that and more.