Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Day 32 (Wednesday)

As luck would have it, the work mail needed to be taken to the Post Office, so after dropping that off, I was home just after 5. P greeted me at the car and we settled into a nice game of Fetch until she grew tired of it, took her ball, and went inside. I followed her and did mail sorting (keeping with the Post Office theme) and in a little while, S and I will do date night at the local. Will we be able to cope without the Trivia competition in full swing? We think so. As long as they have their steak and salad special, and the salad includes coleslaw. (Wonder how that woman who won Gold Lotto is coping with her new-found wealth.)

J came today and it looks as though her regular day will now be Wednesday. S said she seemed much better today and that the small "boundary setting" exercise seems to have worked. Now as long as I remember to go to the bank on a Tuesday (changing my diary note now) all will be well with the world.

Looking out towards the stables, the afternoon light is absolutely amazingly soft and golden. I keep wondering if someone has left the light on over there -but no, it's just natural illumination - and a little reflection from the kitchen light on the glass up the other end.

S had occasion to ring N this morning. They had fallen down on the job of looking after young Hermes, but they are back on track now. We thought it was good that Candice had noticed as well, and actually mentioned it to S. And no sign of those worms over here yet ... and why did someone have to say that this is the time of year for the worms. I was quite content thinking it was an isolated incident - on the other side of the fence - and not something we have to worry about. I cannot imagine what's worse now - thinking about finding them here (and why does M waggling that worm finger come to mind) or actually doing something about it?

The Lisbeth Salander role, for the US remake, has finally been cast. Rooney Mara will do the honours. I've just had a look at her entry in the IMDB and watched the trailer for the latest "Nightmare on Elm Street" film - she is in it - and while she is the right age, she just doesn't "look" like Lisbeth to me - I see her as more angular - and with a few tattoos and piercings ... yes, yes, all of that can be added but it just doesn't feel right. Must have a look at the lass who played her in the European version - or versions since all three books have now been movified.

Well, if Thursday is Trivia Night, then Wednesday is steak special and raffle night. There were a good few people there although not so many we couldn't get the table of our choice - or have to sit outside because it was too hot and/or noisy. We did buy some raffle tickets hoping we would win a meat tray, but it wasn't to be this time. We may try our luck again next week.

We were saying on the way home that we are going to miss M while she is away. As it turns out Friday dinner may still be on Friday; here it is Wednesday and we've had no word from over that way. Hopefully she hasn't inadvertently packed the phone in her suitcase.

Em had another hypo yesterday so we are looking at possibly changing her food. We have both noticed that she has been getting a bit, but not dramatically, thinner and wonder if she is finding it difficult to digest the cookies - which could be contributing to the low blood sugars. It may be clutching at straws - but it's worth a go. We have been careful about making sure her friend Pearl isn't vacuuming up her cookies - as she has a tendency to do with everyone else's if you don't watch her closely - but we know she's just being a dog.

Right now Ms JG and Mr Abbott are due to be at a "town hall" where they will each - at different times - answer an hour's worth of questions from 200 swinging (as in "undecided") voters. These folk have been handpicked by a polling company - not sure what criteria they used. The one thing we know about this election for sure, as someone commented today, is that clubs have taken the place of town halls - in that that's where the meetings/forums seem to be taking place. Not a place for the young or those faint (or is that feint) of heart. A suggested second debate - on the economy - did not eventuate and you would be forgiven for thinking that this is not an election that will be won or lost of the cut of the respective parties economic jibs. I think jibes is the word that comes to mind.

And that's about it for another glorious day at Latimers. The kids are all in and P has just woken up from her post-dinner nap, stretched, licked her lips to tell us it is supper cookies time, dutifully gone outside for a drink and ablutions, come back in and sat patiently by her bowl for someone to serve her. The others have already had their supper cookies and are content to stay on the recliner (Tink), next to S (Beas) and on the back of the other couch (Maggie). Em has been out for her lap around the shower and is tucked up in bed - which is where we're off to next - have to have an early night because it's off to Brisbane on the dawn (almost but not quite) train tomorrow.