Day 106 (Monday)

How do you tell if someone is an "axe murderer"? Especially if they're not carrying an axe? This was the problem S and M had yesterday when they drove C to Broadbeach where she was having lunch for the first time with a man she had met on the Internet. S decided he looked "goofy" and M said he had a "weak chin" but there was not enough concern for them to tail C and "friend" for the duration of the "date". In fact, when they found themselves at the same food venue as them, they quickly left so it would not seem as though they were "spying".

It was the first day today of my two-year stint with the Hospital project and I have started the way I mean to continue - no, no, not happy and smiling although there is that too ... I meant get in early and leave early. There's nothing quite like driving home while the School Zones are still in effect (have to remember that for tomorrow) and while there is still plenty of daylight for playing with Pearl and even contemplating getting on to the mower. Instead, I contented myself with doing a round of the yard looking for, and collecting, little nuggets that Pearl and/or that visiting dog Chico may have left around the yard. That way I won't have to worry about them when it comes time to mow.

I was so early home that I even beat S and M - although, to be fair, they had been delayed by C who was running behind schedule and they'd had to come back out to Nerang to keep an appointment for M before going back in to Broadbeach to collect C. Did she have a good time? Not sure, but when they asked her what he was like, I believe the word she used was "goofy".

There is much excitement because tomorrow is the race that stops a nation ie The Melbourne Cup. M is somewhat of a horse person and had "booked" the television so she could watch some racing programs this evening. That didn't quite work out as well as planned so she will listen to the radio in the morning - but as luck would have it, a friend was up from Sydney and dropped in on her way through to Brisbane. Mouse had sent some spinach rolls (like cabbage rolls - and just as yummy - but made from spinach) so we were able to share a meal of those and some little pastry doovers (hmmm ... I wonder what they are called) which M had lightly fried to re-heat them. Very, very yummy. And, of course, it was Junior MasterChef again - which S watched as I was busy doing computer things, M and D were talking, and the various cats and Pearl were lounging around, as is a wonderful thing to do on a Monday evening.

In the end, we decided to have an early night - mainly because no-one seemed to be able to not be yawning. The cats had all brought themselves in (except for one who needed to be coaxed in - but she was on her way in anyway) and we went to an early lockdown. Gotta love it!