google meme

Due to a total lack of inspiration I shall bore you all with the meme that everyone seems to be doing (and looks like fun).

Google the answers and post the first images that come up.

What was your first car? The first thing I drove.... a fergie

the first I owned... a Monaro

Where did you grow up? Ferntree Gully

Where do you live now? That would be telling but I googled the name and came up with .... What is your real name? Fiona ( I sooooo know this is going to be a shrek thing. GRRR)

What was your grandmother's name? Unlike most people, I had three grandmothers. Valetta...

Helen...

and Edie.

What is your favourite food? Why, yes, I do like food

What is your favourite beverage? I'm a bit of a Diet Coke addict.

What is your favourite song? This is very much a mood thing but "Annie Laurie" is a perennial

What is your favorite smell or aroma? It has to be cinnamon, especially when it's cooking What are your favorite shoes? Thongs. Or bare feet What was your first pet? My parents bred dachshunds when I was a kid, from before I was born. We always had a least four. What is your favourite colour? No real favourite. It's a mood and purpose thing. I guess the more natural colours, like ochre or sage, would top the list in most circumstances. What is your least favorite smell? That would have to be rotting whale meat. I only ever smelt it once and, Jesus, was it appalling. I chundered horrendously. What do you fear the most? Pain. And being wrong. And last but not least.....

What do you like to do in your spare time? Anything to do with words. Language fascinates me. Crosswords, reading, writing, thinking, arguing. If it is about words, I am there.

mea culpa

The usual way to begin a post after a long unexplained absence is to give a series of (usually unbelievable) feeble excuses as some sort of explication and mitigation of what is frequently just a period of sloth. I shall avoid this by simply admitting to the indolence outright.

I'm lazy. I couldn't be bothered. Deal with it.

The other responsibility from which I am going to abnegate is the reading of the (over 400) backlog in my Google Reader. I have read a few but it is now overwhelming. I quit.

If something important and/or dramatic has happened in your life, if you got married or pregnant, fell in love or died, broke a leg or found god, sorry, I missed it. My bad.

So, to a brief update of the month (or so) that was.

Christmas came, was duly celebrated, and went. The kids (except for the two overseas) came, ate me out of house and home, hogged the Foxtel, cuddled me heaps, and went.

Mum came, liked what she saw, and went off home to sell her house. YAY.

My spouse took holidays, hung around the house like a fart in a bottle, did some construction work on Mum's courtyard, annoyed me some more and then went back to work. (double yay)

My son proposed (but you knew that because I told you in my one effort of blogging enthusiasm). He spent vast fortunes on a obscenely large diamond and is as happy a pig in poop.

The Graygan is growing and the belly is swelling and all is on target for the grandkid.

Some of you out there sent me Christmas cards. It was exciting to get overseas mail (that didn't have AFPO stamps on it). Thank you muchly.

As of now, I am back on track. Buddies' journals shall be read (and commented upon) without delay. There will be updates on this page.

Christmas (and holidays and all associated) is gone and life begins again!