A friend convinced me to roller-skate with her recently. Haven’t done *that* in more decades than I care to remember! It was rather confronting…
but I managed to stay upright for the entire session (almost 2 hours!) and I was immensely proud of myself for such an accomplishment. Perhaps it was the lucky orange laces?
Anyway, have a accomplish-ing week yourself, dear Reader!
I’d been saddened over the last couple of years at noticing human encroachment (ie litter and worse) at my favourite writing spot. I’d even given up going there… for months.
Imagine my surprise when this greeted me the other day:
Evidence of humanity’s more disgusting habits: gone!
I like it when things go well.
Have a beautiful week yourself, dear Reader!
I noticed at dawn the other day, that the edges of the cloud formation on the horizon mirrored the contours of the land. Check it out 🙂
I wonder if this happens all the time, and I’ve only just noticed? I’ll have to google it…
Anyway, have a notice-able week yourself, dear Reader!
September’s nearing her end… meaning that with October just around the corner, those roadworks that hold me up on a daily basis are nearly complete, yes?
Ummm, no. Last week’s roadside greeting:
Have a more time-ly week yourself, dear Reader!
Spring has well and truly sprung! Behold, my annual indicator:
And here’s wishing you a week full of new-life yourself, dear Reader!
And… it’s Book Week! Biggest week of my work-year, now I’m Teacher Librarian and not Head of Middle School.
At my new school, the Year 12s pick the theme for themselves and the staff. This year: minions.
Staff were allocated roles from the Despicable Me movies. Together with the Head of Senior School, we could both be the evil character, Dr Nefario.
Never one to share nicely with others, and noticing a second baddie unallocated, I graciously stepped aside and let my colleague wear the white lab coat and black lab gloves, and chose slinky long gloves and black high heels for myself.
Scarlett Overkill – here I come!
Wish me luck. (We all know how weak my ankles are…!)
And have a dressed-up-week yourself, dear Reader!
I’ve blogged already this year about Ark. I haven’t played it since that post, but Miss14 has – and is ecstatic that she’s now tamed a griffin (several hours worth of work) and it’s in her own game, not one on a multi-player server.
Because the first one she’d tamed (note: seven HOURS of not-completing-homework and not-helping-around-the-house) had been on a multi-player server – and it had been stolen while she slept. The thief flew him around, and killed him. Big drama. Sigh.
But she’s happy now. And she’s started making videos, and that makes her happy too.
And this makes me happy.
[Lucky she’s up-to-date with her homework and the housework isn’t too onerous, is all I can say!]
Have a ‘happy’ week yourself, dear Reader!
Guess what Hubby took the kidlets and me to the other week? Archery!
Not too far from us, there’s a guy who runs an archery store, with a 6-lane indoor range inside it.
We had a ball! I stuck with a recurve bow, as did Miss11 (pictured) but Hubby convinced Miss14 and Master10 to try compound bows. And oh boy – they look so complex! (And so dangerous too…) so I was happy to use my traditional bow, despite pressure from Hubby and two cherubs.
And Miss11 and I didn’t do too badly, either.
Here’s wishing you a focus-filled week, dear Reader!
Winter has definitely arrived in my little neck-of-the-woods… and if you couldn’t tell by the cold and by my warm fireplace in use Every. Single. Evening, you can tell by the spectacular colours I get to witness each morning!
Here’s wishing you a beauty-filled week yourself, dear Reader!
It’s not often I get a cannula in the crook of my elbow. Even less often that I get stuff inserted through it and into me, while I’m conscious. Having both of these occurrences just the other week was significant enough for me to take this photo.
Let’s face it, if I was to memorialise this particular event in pixels, this drip-and-the-nondescript-ceiling-behind-it is a nicer photo than one I could have taken; of the prior event which had precipitated the need for a drip! That would not have been good; no – not at all…
Anyway, this was me in hospital. But I recovered well enough to go home, and then well enough to go back to work, and then to decrease the pain killers I was on, and then, the rest is history… leaving me with this photo and its accompanying story.
Here’s hoping your week is cannula-free, dear Reader!