Some 'That''s

I know I need to blog. I just don't want to start. This is because I know that when I start I'll suddenly become overwhelmed with thoughts like "Oh, you need to write about that too." and "You can't say this without adding that."

I don't like those 'that's.'

They make blogging much harder.

Oh well. Let us begin.

First things first. Our beautiful foster baby.

She is six or seven weeks now. She cries a lot but she also gives the cutest smiles in the world. The kind that make you want to eat her face right off.

We took her away with us to Bourke for Easter. The Easter Service, which I've blogged about a couple of years back, is a freezing event starting at 6:00 in the morning. She was bundled in blankets with a cute, red beanie on. I think she was asleep for most of it. C.o.m.p.l.e.t.e.l.y.a.d.o.r.a.b.l.e.

Whaaaat else have I been doing?

• Big sister Kylie visited for two weeks. That was good.



• I've decided to go to Teen Missions at the end of this year. (TURKEY, KENYA, OR CHILE??!)



• I'm prepaaaaaring for the Eistedfford in June. It's coming closer. I'm doing lots as I've said. The duologue is going to be with my friend Annabelle. Something from The Importance of Being Ernest I think.



• I know I promised to give pictures from Broken Hill (it was very good, thank you for asking)....but...I lied. Sorry. I meant well. But I didn't many. And. Yeah. Sorry.

Instead I leave you with this totally random picture of me and Emily's camera. I am jealous of this camera. Good bye.

He Couldn't Dodge 'Em

Yesterday was the Condobolin show. It was good fun really, apart from that time I went on the Dodgem Cars. I've always loved them so I quickly took up the opportunity to go on one.
Emily went with me, riding passenger. Probably not a good idea when I'm driving.
But it wasn't my fault when we lost control of the wheel and went careering around with no control.
It wasn't my fault when other passengers were mortally injured because of our out-of-control car.
And it wasn't my fault when I banged into one of those guys in the yellow shirts who were trying to help the drivers.
He fell over, into one of the empty cars. I drove on. To this day, I still do not know if he made it. Perhaps I should sue for uncontrollable Dodgem Cars.

But that is not all, no that is not all. Here are 6 things you will most likely encounter at a show, whether you like it or not.

1. A ride called 'The Zipper.' Warning: Do not go on this with an empty stomach. In fact, do not go on this at all. Emily lost $2, I lost my stomach.
2. A man selling cool spray-on tattoos. Lasts for 10-14 days. Emily got a rose. I didn't get anything although she suggested I get the one saying 'I'm with stupid.' I still don't understand what she meant by that...
3. Fairy floss. This just had to be one of the 6. After all, what would a show be without fairy floss? Be careful though, this evil sugar can be the cause of an awful Fairy Floss hangover. Ask Emily and Jenna if you don't believe me.
4. While we're still in the food section: Dagwood Dogs. Those little sausage thingies covered in batter. Yuk.
5. Untrustworthy show people. What am I to think when given a ticket saying 'You enter this at your own risk.' Um, how about...Ahhhh! Give me back my money!
6. Scottish men in skirts. Nothing else to say about this. It was undeniable.

These things should all be avoided if you are trying to avoid bringing up your lunch, horrible headaches, or any other physical or mental damage. #6 could do all 3.

Jordan

The motivation... of a drumstick

Necessary things are usually things that aren't very pleasant. Schoolwork, studying, cleaning.
Cleaning is very necessary thing my mother tells me. So when we're finally up on a Saturday morning out comes the vacuum cleaner and the mop.
The best thing about cleaning a house is when it's over, not just because it's over, but because althrough the cleaning we have the motivation of a chocolate drumstick when we finish.It works too. We all hurry through our jobs and then there finally pleasure. Apart from that, cleaning is necessary evil.
I'll probably depress anyone reading this if I keep writing about cleaning so I should probably make short of this blog.
Jordan