Where do Balloons Go?

A beautiful little video by my now favourite directer,  Yoann Lemoine. You will love it.

The Perfect Wren.

As I may have told you, my little family of Wrens are one of my favourite photo subjects. Although actually getting a good photo of one is near impossible! The critters never stop long enough! Yesterday I was sitting in my car, waiting for Hubby. I had my camera out as I heard the Wrens on the other side of the bush they live in. I managed to get this shot. It's through the car window, so may be a touch frosty, but just look at it! The BEST Wren photo I have taken so far. Isn't she gorgeous? Now all I need is to capture the male.

I have downloaded Google Chrome and so far so good. No problems on Blogger  and it seems to have fixed my Facebook problem to. Oh and automatic spell check? NOICE!

Oh and if you are a Windows XP user, don't bother upgrading to I.E9, because Microsoft didn't make it compatible. It's only for Windows 7 and Vista users, as XP is being fazed out eventually.

Trouble posting Comments? try this...

I know it may not help everyone but this worked for me when I couldn't post comments....

When you sign into blogger, make sure you DON'T have the "Keep me signed in" box checked. Apparently blogger does not recognise you as signed in when you go to someone else's blog and if it even lets you comment, you will leave an Anonymous comment.
so UN-check it!
Hope this helps some of you :)

"The Plastic Bag Incident" and other random stuff.

First of all I was inspired by Ant HERE, to write this post.

"The Plastic Bag Incident"

Years ago, I was working on a building project and had to buy some MDF board from the local hardware store. I got out to my car and popped open the boot. It was a very windy day and while I struggled with the awkward piece of MDF, half a dozen plastic bags escaped out of the boot and then went on a wild rampage through the car park and out into the street.

As I had both hands full there was nothing I could do, but shove the board into the boot and beat a hasty retreat. While waiting to pull out of the entrance driveway, I witnessed one car being pursued by two of the feral bags, another wrapped around someone’s ariel, one had flown high off to distant buildings and I swear I saw a couple graffiting a nearby wall.

Well not really, but the other ones I did.  It was forever then known as "The Plastic Bag Incident"

Never trust plastic bags. Environmentally damaging and prone to wild rampages.

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Hubby doesn’t believe me when I insist that I.E is plotting to make me upgrade. Ever since I.E 9 got released my I.E has been playing up.

Messing with me.

But I’ll show it.....

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I highly recommend saying a random word while you sneeze. For example..

Today, Son and I were sitting quietly, while he wrote a sentence for school. I could feel a huge sneeze brewing, and then, as I did so, blurted out:

“BANANA PHONE!!!!”

Highly amusing. And liberating.

Being a supportive Wife

After apparently sleeping through the Rapture and finding out that all is still right and wrong with the world, I found myself sitting facing Hubby today while he obsessed over our Bus, Betty.

Because Hubby’s health has not been very good lately, and because this bus is just way too far gone for us to keep at it, we have decided that it is time to get rid of it and look for something else. Well, by that I mean Hubby has finally listened to me when I told him WAY back that this bus was too big a job for him/us. I decided to stand back and let him go, because he was happy and had something to occupy his mind. He is also a dreamer.

But now we have come to the decision that old Betty has to go. But, we are still going to buy a bus. Just a newer one. Which may take some time. But there you have it.

Anyway back to my story. Hubby was sitting at the end of the table, obsessing about bus stuff. Rambling away like he does, his inner monologue spilling out for me to hear as well. While I sat there half listening, concentrating on my morning coffee (which I loved more at the time).

He then looked at me and asked “What do you think?”

I am very supportive. I like to give my opinions when I have one to give. So I answered...

“You need to shave. You’re starting to look creepy”

:)