You know you’re from Warrnambool when the conversation goes like this:
Him: So, you haven’t seen much of Amanda this term.
Me: No. She hasn’t been to school, obviously, and she hasn’t been coming out for drinks.
Him: Has she been going to Simon’s?
Me: No, we’ve been going to the Clovelly since it got cold.
Me: Oh! That Simon’s! (Where Simon is Amanda’s fiancée who lives six hours’ drive away.) Yeah. She has.
While perusing the Book of Face this morning, I saw a photo of a beautiful horse that has been turned into the closest thing to a real-life rainbow unicorn that you’re ever going to see. It’s magnificent!
“Hey!” I said to my office buddy, who is always cheerful, positive and full of energy, “I found your spirit animal!”
I showed her the picture and explained, “I’m sure your spirit animal is a rainbow unicorn!”
She laughed and then asked, “What do you think yours is?”
“Probably a pissed-off squirrel,” I answered.
Then we laughed, because we both knew I was right.
Today I was talking with LMC about why it is good to learn French, and where people speak French around the world. I told her that she would need to speak French if she wanted to go to Canada.
“Can we just not go to Gettysburg?” she asked.
“Gettysburg isn’t in Canada!” I said.
“It’s not?”
“No. It’s in America. It’s where there was a really decisive battle in the American Civil War, and where Abraham Lincoln delivered an important speech called the Gettysburg address.”
“Abraham Lincoln. Wasn’t he the guy on a coin?”
“The guy on a coin…”
“Yeah, and if you’re under a bridge and it falls down on you, it’s good luck.”
“Dude, if you’re under a bridge and it falls on you, it’s not good luck.”
“No, I mean if the coin falls on you…”
“The coin with Abraham Lincoln on it.”
“Yeah!!”
We had a family afternoon today. Because it’s a school night, I had sent LMC for a shower so that she could wash her hair. Sitting around the table after dinner, LMC was playing with the dragonfly pendant hanging on the chain around her neck.
LMC’s mother said to her, “Make sure you change your necklace before school tomorrow.”
Indignant, LMC said, “I already changed them!”
We laughed hard, and LMC just looked at us oddly.
“Necklace, honey. Not nickers.”
“Ooooohhhhhhhh!” she said. Then she laughed, too.
Fun times.
The Prime Ministers Walk features busts of all of Australia’s past Prime Ministers in a beautiful garden setting within Ballarat’s Botanical Gardens.
In the interests of fairness, only one from each ‘side’ of politics is included here.
I love places that challenge the popular stereotypes that many people hold about Australia – the beach, the desert, the Sydney Opera House and Harbour Bridge, and Uluru.
Weeaproinah is one of the wettest places in the state of Victoria. Although it’s very close to the coast, this locality at the end of the Otway Ranges boasts magnificent mountain ash rainforest that contrasts lush green foliage with tall, straight tree trunks. Birds and wildlife abound.
The Otway Fly is a treetop walk and/or zipline adventure through the forest, taking advantage of different levels and heights, and allowing visitors to experience different aspects of the Australian bush.
Again in Trivial Pursuit:
My brother: “What part of a man grows 12-15cm per year?”
Me: “It’s a lie!” followed by lots of inappropriate laughter.
Nobody else laughed.
It’s okay. I’m sure they were laughing on the inside.
Tonight, in a family Trivial Pursuit game, my brother asked: ‘What tool did astronomer Roger Thompson say is “fundamentally altering our view of the universe’?”
My answer: “Donald Trump.”
My brother: “Correct. AND the Hubble Telescope.”
My husband is spending today door-knocking and collecting in for Red Cross.
We met at the bakery for lunch, where he asked the baker for a donation.
A lady turned to him and asked what he was doing.
“He’s walking the streets to make money,” I said.
Everyone laughed, so I added, “… bet he would have made more if he’d borrowed my fishnets.”
It’s official. I’m hilarious.
An Aussie Maple Leaf, adrift on the wind... 