Showing posts with label rainbow lorikeets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rainbow lorikeets. Show all posts

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Bird On A Wire



Oh, hi there... buster. No, don't be silly. Of course I didn't forget about you. What an absurd accusation. Hey, don't raise your voice at me! In fact, if anything, I should be the one getting angry at you for doubting my commitment to you, my usually-so-lovely-and-forgiving-readers. Okay. Fine. You're right. I've just been a little slow on the updates, that's all. Hell, I've been really bloody busy, you know? With what? Well... lotsa stuff. Important stuff. Yes, as I've said to Bobby many a time when we've been running late and he's trying woo me out of the house with cookies and the promise of absurd amounts of alcohol, feeding Rainbow Lorikeets IS important and if I don't feed them at least three times a day they WILL die. So it's a good thing I do, isn't it?


Also? You probably shouldn't have got me started on the Rainbow Lorikeets because I have approximately eight billion photos of them and have bored my housemates for approximately four thousand hours with stories of their antics. You know they were spinning around on the washing line the other day? And then, earlier this week, one even flew into my room and sat on my bed. I know, right?

But I have been doing other things too. Like looking for a new housemate. Again. And yoga. Lots of yoga. I'll let you see my yoga gear if you're nice enough. Though, let's just say that I wouldn't look at all out of place with this lot:


I've been eating coconuts, too. And sewing. Shortening hems, taking in dresses, hacking off T-shirts, patching holes, changing threads just for the hell of it, sewing together pieces of scrap to make strange looking animals and generally making a complete mess of the living room. Hey! Speaking of which, check out my new sewing table. It set me back a whole $5 from the charity shop downstairs.

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And if, after all that, you're still not entirely convinced of my blog directed diligence, I'll have you know that I taught myself how to make a GIF, just for this post. Yep, it took some serious skill - that was high tech stuff.

Friday, October 31, 2008

The difference in the shades

With only twenty four hours till the boyfriend officially moves in, we're still cleaning. This is mostly my fault. There are two reasons for this. One. I'm not the most inspired, being the clutter-loving type of girl I am. Two. My boyfriend would tell you I'm easily distracted. While I avidly pretend to disagree with reason number two, it must be admitted that I occasionally get sidetracked.

On an entirely separate note, I found the below pictured 3-D glasses cleaning and got a bit carried away (no, you're wrong. I was not playing dress ups and singing into an apple candle.) Her name is R-A-D-I-OO, L-A-D-I-OOOOOOOOOOOOOO.


Wig: Appeared in my living room one morning to no ones claim.
3D glasses: A birthday present to Bobby from a friend this year.
Apple candle: Ikea
Dress: Vintage (on Ebay)
Scarf belt: Thrifted
Stockings: From Myer a few years ago.
Shoes: Myer too, also a few years ago.

I've decided to sell the dress I'm wearing (I do have far too many clothes) so I've popped it up on my Ebay just over here. Right there, that's it.

I'd better get back to my cleaning (aka dancing Elaine-style) but I'll leave you with some photos I took this morning of the beautiful Rainbow Lorikeets (as one nice commenter informed me they are called) that have been visiting our home, and letting us hand feed them, recently. Who would suppose we live in the middle of the city?



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