<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:49:04.040-08:00</updated><category term='Changes'/><category term='Summer'/><category term='Cats'/><category term='Xmas Trees'/><category term='Sir Edmund Hillary'/><category term='Jingle Bells'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Time to reach out'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Neighbourly bribery'/><category term='Priorities'/><category term='Obsessions'/><category term='Wind'/><category term='Ho Ho Ho'/><category term='Wake Up Cat'/><category term='Autumn'/><title type='text'>Time passes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-1258809003220584033</id><published>2010-12-26T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T01:19:21.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a difference a day makes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/TRcILFbfSGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/OS5SsHRlkvY/s1600/MelCandle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/TRcILFbfSGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/OS5SsHRlkvY/s320/MelCandle.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554917651913853026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote the last blog two days before Xmas when I was feeling raw and emotional about spending the first Xmas without Mel being at home. I was angry, upset, sad.  Well, I'm still sad, and I think I will be for a long time. - the death of a child, no matter how old, does that to you, it changes how you think, feel, see things and others. But Christmas Day was lovely for a few reasons.  Firstly, I went out to the beach and released some balloons.  I watched them as they darted up, up and into the clouds. I watched until they were a tiny speck in the sky, until I couldn't see them any more. I felt strangely at peace.  I then went home and spent time just being by myself, pottering, with the tv on quietly in the background, more for company than I was particularly interested in seeing what was on.  In the afternoon, I went to my sister and brother-in-laws for dinner. Twenty seven people gathered around the Xmas table; sisters, brothers and sons-in-law, husbands, wives, children, grandchildren, nieces, nephews, cousins. Family from close by and from overseas.  The table took up the entire length of the living and dining room.  Xmas candles were dotted along the table. One candle remained unlit.  When Mel died, I was fortunate to have some of her favourite blue cups and saucers I decided to take two of the cups and make home-made perfumed candles.  They aren't perfect, but they meant a lot to me.  One cup and saucer I took to the Xmas dinner and was just going to quietly light it along with the others.  When everyone had gathered around the table, Mel's cousin, Chris, drew everyone's attention to the candle and said "there is one more candle to light - this is in memory of Mel". She then lit it. It was simple and yet so perfect. I didn't know she was going to do it, and it was such a touching and appropriate way to remember her on Xmas Day, amongst family. We spoke her name often and it felt good not to have to avoid talking about it.  Earlier in the day I had said to my sister that they mustn't avoid talking about her to 'spare' my feelings, they must talk about her if they wanted to, and it was ok with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the first "first" is over - it was hard not having her here with me, but it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.  And that's down to family and friends who gathered around and surrounded me with love and comfort.  I am so grateful for that and them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-1258809003220584033?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/1258809003220584033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-difference-day-makes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1258809003220584033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1258809003220584033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-difference-day-makes.html' title='What a difference a day makes'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/TRcILFbfSGI/AAAAAAAAAL4/OS5SsHRlkvY/s72-c/MelCandle.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-1648339859939044955</id><published>2010-12-23T00:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T00:50:21.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those dreaded "firsts"</title><content type='html'>It's eight months and a bit since Mel died.  As Christmas approaches in two days, I find myself for the first time ever dreading it. Today I got an email from a dear friend in Oz and she wrote.... &lt;em&gt;"I hope you are well, I know how much you love xmas and wanted to wish you all the best for xmas and the new year. I appreciate this year has been very difficult for you and I hope you are spending time with family and friends"&lt;/em&gt;. I love Christmas normally, the decorations, the trees, christmas cards, finding presents for family that are a little bit different and special, decorating at work. Waiting for Mel to come home, so that we can watch "Love Actually" on Xmas Eve and open just one present each before we head to bed.  Mel loved Xmas, not so much the presents although she put a lot of thought and thoughtfulness into buying for family, but she loved family, period.  Even though some years were more difficult than others for a variety of reasons, when she was home she could put aside her inner demons for a time and just be content. This year there is no Xmas Eve sitting together chatting and hanging out, no movie, no opening "just one present". So this year, for the first time ever, I hate Xmas. Hearing the xmas songs, people with their "ho, ho, ho" attitude,  the pain of listening to others talk about buying for their children, waiting for their kids to come home from away to be with them.  It's so damn hard and I'm so damn angry - at Mel, at myself and at the world generally for daring to carry on as if nothing has happened.  Ridiculous and self indulgent I know, but that's where I am right now. And I'm not going to beat myself up about it. I figure after having a daughter for 36 years and then losing her so suddenly, I'm entitled to whatever feelings I have and no-one can take that away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's where I am in this moment of time. And no doubt I will pull myself up by the socks, join my family on Xmas day and try and make the best of a lousy situation. Because its not their fault that Mel isn't here, it's not her fault either. It's just what happened and my family shouldn't be made to feel guilty or find less enjoyment in what has always been a fun and special day. I've even put up a small tree and lights, nothing as fancy as I usually do, but they are cheery and I have always loved fairy lights. Mel did too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to Mel, Merry Xmas sweetheart, miss you and will always love you. (I know I'll get over being angry one day too, see you when I see you). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-1648339859939044955?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/1648339859939044955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-of-those-dreaded-firsts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1648339859939044955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1648339859939044955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-of-those-dreaded-firsts.html' title='One of those dreaded &quot;firsts&quot;'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-5304700155603666807</id><published>2010-08-18T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T00:18:45.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time passes</title><content type='html'>It's been four months now since my daughter died.  I have good days and bad days, but overall I think I'm doing pretty well.  Work is it's own kind of therapy, and friends and family continue to give me love and support. I talk to her every day, and light candles, visit the grave and tidy it up - winter has been very wet this year.  I am hoping to work towards getting a headstone in time, but for now she has two blue pots and a sandstone with flowers in each, so at least there is some colour.   One of the things that was/is important to me is to have her photos around where I can see them every day - I have this fear that I will forget what she looks like, though I know that's not likely, but still it is something that for now I need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I would tell you a little about her. Well, Mel was a singer and pianist and loved music from many genre, though her favourite singers were Kate Bush and Alanis Morissette - she would play their CD's very loudly especially when she was driving in the car and would sing along. She wrote her own music and lyrics and had a CD made called "White Lament".  She also has a video on YouTube - it's a little dark for me but shows her talent.   She had wonderful friends and they tell me she was very wise, loyal and loving.   She would go out of her way to help anyone in need, often to her own detriment, but she was also headstrong, argumentative, frustratingly logical and illogical at the same time, could argue the hind leg off a donkey and should have been a politician - but she didn't like them much anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was also mum to a beautiful daughter who has just turned 18yrs and has inherited Mel's musical talent, singing and playing the piano.  So I am happy that her talent will live on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's enough for now.  I will post some more in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, take care, stay safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-5304700155603666807?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/5304700155603666807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2010/08/time-passes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/5304700155603666807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/5304700155603666807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2010/08/time-passes.html' title='Time passes'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-5348219273371963096</id><published>2010-05-19T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T01:18:36.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mel</title><content type='html'>My much loved daughter, Mel, died on 16th April, 2010. It has been a very sad time for her dad and me and her family and friends, coming to terms with losing her so suddenly.  Some days I feel as though I am drowning in grief, and can barely put one foot in front of the other, and then on other days, I feel quite calm and almost peaceful. Grief has no boundaries and decides when and where it wants to kick you. I have so many unanswered questions and that makes me angry, wanting to lash out at the most stupid things, like the driver in front of me who takes too long to pass through the intersection, or someone who goes by in a car blasting the horn or playing music too loudly, or the phone going for the umpteenth time. I know it is friends and family calling and I love them for wanting to comfort me, so then I feel guilty and ungracious.   I know time, and only time, will ease some of the pain, but as one mother said to me recently - the pain never goes away, it is always there, but you carry on, and it does get easier. Here's hoping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In time, I will tell you a little more about Mel, but not yet. I am living in the present at the moment, and that's all I can deal with just now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-5348219273371963096?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/5348219273371963096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2010/05/mel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/5348219273371963096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/5348219273371963096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2010/05/mel.html' title='Mel'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-6557055265325608432</id><published>2010-03-19T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T23:24:40.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it worth it?</title><content type='html'>I've almost given up writing this blog, as you will see that it has been three months since the last post.  That's because I have discovered Facebook and find it instant gratification to post and often get a quick reply from friends. It's a great place to keep up to date with happenings around the globe. I also find I'm just too tired to write anything witty or newsworthy here, so sadly, this may be my last post for a while - we shall see.  In the meantime, I hope you are happy, healthy, safe and warm/cool (as the case may be).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, take care, and stay safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-6557055265325608432?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/6557055265325608432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2010/03/is-it-worth-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/6557055265325608432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/6557055265325608432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2010/03/is-it-worth-it.html' title='Is it worth it?'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-1342747683600014186</id><published>2009-12-19T18:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T19:08:21.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Xmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/Sy2Uz2YyeKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/5ytq32522p0/s1600-h/Xmastree+animated.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 163px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/Sy2Uz2YyeKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/5ytq32522p0/s320/Xmastree+animated.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417149545290299554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite a while since my last post. Life has been busier than usual with lots happening both at work and at home.  In November I spent some time in Hobart staying with very dear friends. It was lovely to see them as it had been a couple of years since the last time we spent time together.  They have a lovely home overlooking the Harbour in a very picturesque spot. Very relaxing, got to read some novels - something I haven't done in a while, so it was great to just leave work behind and not think about it.  A few weeks after I returned both my friends got very ill, one with a severe virus infection of some sort which meant a trip to ED, lots of tests, but not much that could be really identified as the cause - scary for him and his partner.  And then his partner became ill as well. We're not sure what exactly happened, but he ended up in ICU. Being so far away I admit to being a tad frustrated and would have liked to have gone and seen them both, just to reassure myself that they were being taken care of properly and to lend support. Unfortunately, I couldn't and relied on phone calls and Facebook to keep me up to date.  I am glad to say that with the expert care of the medical and nursing staff at St Vincents in Sydney, they are both now back in Hobart and recovering.  Here's to a peaceful and happy Xmas, guys!! Stay well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to my musing for this month of December when the crazy season reaches it's peak as people go out and over-extend themselves financially and emotionally all in the aim of making "everyone happy".  For me, Xmas is about family and friends and sharing. It's never been about expensive gifts as I'm not in that category where money is in a limitless supply (who is these days?), so while in the past I have been guilty of spending a little too much, over the past few years I have concentrated on giving gifts that mean more so that when someone says "how lovely", and means it, I am assured that it won't be popped into a cupboard where it sits until a spring clean and most likely either gets chucked out or given to charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I'm giving everyone home-baking in a Xmas tin. A useful gift, and also very tasty. So all in all, I'm happy with my choices and hope everyone else is to. At best, they have something to offer visitors over the festive season, and a nice container that they can use again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on that note, let me say to one (who reads the post) and all (who don't)...a very, very Merry Xmas. May it be full of love, happiness, joy and good times, wherever you are and whoever you may spend it with. Stay safe, don't over indulge and don't drink and drive, or use your cellphone while driving. Let's try and keep all of us safe out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-1342747683600014186?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/1342747683600014186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-xmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1342747683600014186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1342747683600014186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-xmas.html' title='Merry Xmas'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/Sy2Uz2YyeKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/5ytq32522p0/s72-c/Xmastree+animated.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-3065822691808485857</id><published>2009-10-22T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T02:51:09.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho hum, where is spring, the birdies are getting confused!</title><content type='html'>Another strange month in Enzed, crazy weather, snow storms, floods, earthquakes, tornados, you name it, we've had it. Unheard of to have snow at this time of the year, but then again what's normal in the global scheme of things.  I still have my heater on most nights, the mornings are decidely chilly, and yet my roses are starting to bloom, the aroma in the garden is glorious, and the Japanese snowball tree is simply breathtaking (we won't talk about the weeds in the garden though!), so all in all, life isn't too bad. I've finished study for the year, thank god, and what a year it's been. Suffice it to say that I won't be choosing any more papers if the tutor I had this year is coordinating them.  I've passed and that's that.&lt;br /&gt;Going to Oz at the end of the month to spend time with good friends and really looking forward to it, will be great to see them both as they have had a rough year, and I've had my ups and downs, so well and truly time for some laughter and fun. Bring it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about it from me for now. Nothing much else to say except to those in Enzed, have a fabulous Long Weekend, stay safe on the roads, and to those in other parts of the world, enjoy your evening or day - whatever it may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and stay safe out there, till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-3065822691808485857?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/3065822691808485857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/10/ho-hum-where-is-spring-birdies-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/3065822691808485857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/3065822691808485857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/10/ho-hum-where-is-spring-birdies-are.html' title='Ho hum, where is spring, the birdies are getting confused!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-7880697283728134050</id><published>2009-09-19T19:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T21:16:32.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring 2009</title><content type='html'>Spring is here, such as it is, some gorgeous lovely balmy days followed by cold and cloudy - today is a good example of not putting away the winter woolies too early. Typical September weather in New Zealand, but already the days are longer allowing us spend a little more time outdoors in the evenings, although as usual my life is taken up with studying and doing assignments so there is very little relaxation at the moment for me. Maggie spends a lot of time bird gazing from the safety of the door out onto the deck (see photo above)- I say "safety" as there is one cat in the neighbourhood who is a bully and has beaten her up on several occasions. As well, the dog next door attacked her several months ago, so she doesn't venture too far outside these days, and only if the door is open so she can make a quick run inside if need be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year will go down in my history as the least favourite as far as study goes.  It has been an uphill battle with many roadblocks along the way.  I have my final case study presentation in October, and to say I am looking forward to presenting to the class and tutors is akin to saying I would rather chew my leg (as an old friend often says when faced with something unpleasant).  I can only pray and hope that I pass (50% will suffice, thank you!) and then I will put it all behind me.  I intend to spend 2010 doing things I enjoy, like having a life. As for future study, well, I'll see how I feel in due course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off to Australia at the end of October to visit some dear friends who are also going through their trials and tribulations this year.  It will be lovely to spend time out together and something that we all need at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, must away - ironing calls, and then need to get back to a good book I'm reading at the moment: "Rage" by Jonathan Kellerman.  I'm a bit of a crime book junkie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, stay safe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-7880697283728134050?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/7880697283728134050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/09/spring-2009.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/7880697283728134050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/7880697283728134050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/09/spring-2009.html' title='Spring 2009'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-961653668710676769</id><published>2009-08-19T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T01:23:47.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I take it back</title><content type='html'>You can find the TollHouse Cookie recipe on &lt;a href="http://joyofbaking.com/"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; website afterall. The one I used is in one of my recipe books, but the ingredients are almost identical, but going by their other recipes I have tried, it is no doubt yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-961653668710676769?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/961653668710676769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-take-it-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/961653668710676769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/961653668710676769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-take-it-back.html' title='I take it back'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-3998908798724565020</id><published>2009-08-19T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T01:19:54.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My mother would say I am Lacksidasical.....</title><content type='html'>I know, I know, I know.  I'm late, in fact three months late!! My mother, bless her soul, would be chiding me for not keeping to my word of having a post at least monthly.  All I can say in my defence is that &lt;br /&gt;a) It's winter, it's been bloody cold down under, more so than usual, &lt;br /&gt;b) Work has been busier than normal - reason why, see (a.&lt;br /&gt;c) I've hunkered down in front of the telly and spent more time there than I care to share here.&lt;br /&gt;d)Study - I am waiting to see how I went on my second Assignment, &lt;br /&gt;e) and last, but not least, I have made a real effort lately to pay back lots of invitations to dinners, and social events, so have spent some enjoyable weekends entertaining and trying out new recipes on friends and family.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, my chocolate cookies are to die for (so people tell me), I make a mean Pear Buttercake, I made a passable (and apparently very enjoyable) Key Lime Pie on Saturday night - friends asked for second helpings; and tonight I have made the equivalent of TollHouse Cookies to take to work tomorrow. My next "experiment" is going to be New York Cheesecake. I'll let you know how that goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you're wondering where I'm finding all these recipes,&lt;a href="http://joyofbaking.com/"&gt; Here's &lt;/a&gt;  a fabulous website that I found quite by chance one day. You won't find the Pear Buttercake or Tollhouse cookie recipe there, but the others are on the site, as are some other purely indulgent recipes. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in my defence, I haven't been lacksidasical in the true sense of the word. More putting my energies into other things at present, spending time with family and friends and trying not to put so much energy into work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you are also enjoying your life and finding good things to do each day, wherever you may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, take care, stay safe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-3998908798724565020?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/3998908798724565020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-mother-would-say-i-am-lacksidasical.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/3998908798724565020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/3998908798724565020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-mother-would-say-i-am-lacksidasical.html' title='My mother would say I am Lacksidasical.....'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-5746132312400242062</id><published>2009-05-23T15:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T15:44:12.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam wins</title><content type='html'>American Idol 2009 - what a ride for the final few weeks and warmest congratulations to Kris Allen for winning the title - I wish you well in your future career.&lt;br /&gt;Let me say this - there were no losers on the night. Whether some of you believe that Adam Lambert should have won or not is irrelevant in the scheme of things, because in a year's time who will remember? - both men deserve to get accolades and success in their careers as singers and entertainers and I believe that they will. Both have a bright future.  I admit, my personal favourite was and still is, Adam.  He has amazing talent, charisma and his voice range is superb.  He's also very easy on the eye! I loved his outfits and his "dare to be different" approach to every song that he sang. Pure magic! the other thing that I admire about Adam is that he is proudly out and refused to compromise his own beliefs - and that in itself takes pride, guts and determination.  So well done to both, especially to Adam -  best wishes for the future. I can't wait to see where the ride takes you next!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-5746132312400242062?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/5746132312400242062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/05/adam-wins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/5746132312400242062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/5746132312400242062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/05/adam-wins.html' title='Adam wins'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-6455455439530605640</id><published>2009-05-08T18:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T18:35:58.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Line Of Duty - Napier Shooting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.police.tas.gov.au/__data/assets/image/0003/3855/Police-Remembrance-Day-Ribbon.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 83px; height: 93px;" src="http://www.police.tas.gov.au/__data/assets/image/0003/3855/Police-Remembrance-Day-Ribbon.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Image courtesy of http://www.police.tas.gov.au/__data/assets/image/0003/3855/Police-Remembrance-Day-Ribbon.gif&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a terribly distressing, frightening and tragic few days in Napier. A gunman turned his firearm on three policemen during a routine serving of a warrant to search a house for drugs. One policeman, Len Snee, was shot dead and lay outside the house for nearly two days before Police could recover his body - the gunman fired on them every time they attempted to do so. Two other police are in hospital, both critically injured and a next door neighbour who tried to wrestle the gun off the man was also shot and is also in intensive care.  For two days, residents in the area have been evacuated and unable to get back to their homes.  Others were trapped inside their homes unable to leave as this man held the city to ransom - shooting high powered weapons at regular intervals, keeping the police and armed defenders squad at bay.  It has been very distressing for everyone in Hawkes Bay, but particularly for the families of Len Snee, the other officers and the neighbour.  It has also devastated the NZ Police Community, as well as the community as a whole.  What a world we live in.  Ten years ago, guns were pretty much unheard of in New Zealand except for mostly those who held them for hunting expeditions. Now we have guns in every town and city. The neighbours of this man must be absolutely beside themselves knowing that he had an arm of ammunition, several guns, and explosives right next door to them. We may never know what set him off on this destructive, tragic path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is high time that police officers were armed in this country - we have been reluctant to do so in the past, NZ being known as a safe country in which to raise our kids, live, work and play.  We can no longer afford to be complacent - this is the third officer killed in the last twelve months in the line of duty - three too many and too many injured whose lives will never be the same.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the family of the Gunman - found dead inside the home today - I sympathise with your pain and grief at the loss of a son, brother and father -you are also going through your own personal tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for Len and his family especially in the days, weeks and months ahead. And for Bruce Miller and Grant Diver - the two injured officers and for the neighbour -whose name hasn't been released yet - It is going to be a long sad road ahead for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I often say at the end of my posts, take care, stay safe. Today it is even more poignant than usual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-6455455439530605640?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/6455455439530605640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-line-of-duty-napier-shooting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/6455455439530605640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/6455455439530605640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-line-of-duty-napier-shooting.html' title='In the Line Of Duty - Napier Shooting'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-7983861889335170663</id><published>2009-04-29T02:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T02:20:15.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Birth is such a difficult thing</title><content type='html'>I have surfaced after a marathon weekend (actually several marathon weekends - I don't have a life), and three solid nights this week to finally complete my first assignment for the year. I am doing a paper towards my Masters at the local Tech and I can proudly say that after studying, typing, studying, retyping, studying, screwing the whole thing up and starting again...and again.....and again...tonight  I have printed, proofread, retyped a few pages and completed (yay!!) a  7194 word case study, ok, well 500 words were References, but you get my drift. I cannot wait to hand it over to the lecturer tomorrow, glad to get rid of the bloody thing, I have a headache. It is literally, like giving birth, and before you readers, and in particular, women out there start squealing (I'm kidding myself, I only have one follower) I &lt;strong&gt;do know&lt;/strong&gt; what it is to give birth having gone through 28hrs of solid labour a few decades ago. Once was enough. (but we won't go there my follower gets squeamish about these sorts of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to celebrate this momentous occasion, I'm going to do what any person should do in circumstances like this. Go to bed. Yep, that's it, that's my blog for the day, but then you didn't expect anything less of me, did you? And if you did, then my dear friend, it's high time we had a long chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it, nitenite, watch out for the Swine out there (flu that is)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-7983861889335170663?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/7983861889335170663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/04/giving-birth-is-such-difficult-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/7983861889335170663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/7983861889335170663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/04/giving-birth-is-such-difficult-thing.html' title='Giving Birth is such a difficult thing'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-3661937369757830612</id><published>2009-04-22T01:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T01:13:31.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Role Model</title><content type='html'>Last night Tamati Coffey and his partner, Samantha Hitchcock, won Dancing With the Stars. You may ask why I'm bothering to blog about this. Well, first of all I think he is a fantastic dancer and deserved to win. Secondly, he's just a really nice guy with a winning smile and always friendly. Thirdly, and importantly, he is an out gay man who works on TV ONE as a weatherman and is much loved by the public for his friendly presentation, lovely smile and sense of fun.   His charity during DWTS is "Rainbow Youth" and he spoke openly about the need for groups such as this to support not only young men and women who may be struggling with their sexuality and who desperately need the support and friendship of other gays/lesbians, but mostly because he raised the profile of the needs of young people in this country and has educated many and therefore hopefully reduced the stigma and discrimination that people still face day to day.  So well done Tamati, on all fronts, you are a credit to your mum and dad (loved watching them in the audience last night!), well done on winning, well done on being so out and proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the interview on this morning "Good Morning" show &lt;a href="http://tvnzondemand.co.nz/content/dwts_ep8_clip16/ondemand_video_skin"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; and if you would like to watch a clips of the final, click on &lt;a href="http://tvnzondemand.co.nz/content/dancing_with_the_stars/ondemand_video_skin?tab=&amp;sb=date-descending&amp;e=dwts_episode8_clip15#ep_dwts_episode8_clip15"&gt;THIS LINK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The buffering is a little slow at times, but well worth a look.&lt;br /&gt;Take care, stay safe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-3661937369757830612?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/3661937369757830612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/04/role-model.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/3661937369757830612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/3661937369757830612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/04/role-model.html' title='Role Model'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-3093470808107126408</id><published>2009-04-17T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:46:38.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not all about beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RxPZh4AnWyk"&gt;Susan Boyle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out her performance on Britain's Got Talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then read about her &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/media/2009/apr/18/susan-boyle-britains-got-talent"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody fantastic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-3093470808107126408?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/3093470808107126408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-not-all-about-beauty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/3093470808107126408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/3093470808107126408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-not-all-about-beauty.html' title='It&apos;s not all about beauty'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-6753172040075102365</id><published>2009-04-10T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T01:59:57.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joyous Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zwani.com/graphics/easter/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.zwani.com/graphics/easter/images/1happyeaster11.gif"  alt="zwani.com myspace graphic comments" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zwani.com/graphics/easter/" target="_blank"&gt;Myspace Easter Comments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's that time of the year again when the Easter Bunny makes her (or his) rounds, hiding easter eggs in the garden so that kids all over Enzed can run screaming and hunting until they find, devour, and then vomit.  Ok, ok, call me a spoil sport, but really. We spend millions of dollars worldwide on easter eggs so that our kids, spouses, partners, friends can pile on a few more kilograms and then spend Monday (the day after Easter Sunday, in case you had forgotten) bewailing, "Oh, I shouldn't have eaten all those eggs, I just KNOW I'm gained 10kg!". Why do we do it? Because it's tradition and yet another ploy by retailers to encourage us to spend more bucks that we haven't got on sweets that most of us could well do without. Why do we do it? Because it's tradition.  Because it's a time when families and friends get together, share a meal - if they're lucky enough to have families and friends to go to. And here's my point. What about the thousands of homeless people out there who don't have a home to call their own, family or friends. Who haven't got a buck to spend on a meal, let alone a chocolate egg. What about the mums and dads that can't afford to buy their kids an easter egg, because they can barely put enough food on the table every night or pay the mortgage.  Can you believe that in the middle of this so called recession that chocolate manufacturer and retail outlets are having a boomer of a season selling chocolate. What's with that?  Is it just that we want to forget for a while that we're in the most gripping downturn in global economy that the world has seen for decades, or because we just want to keep out heads in the sand and pretend it isn't happening?  So what am I doing, I hear you ask?  I'm lucky enough to have family to spend the day with, I'm fortunate enough that I can contribute to lunch by providing a dessert, and yes it will be chocolate based, but I really do wonder if we really have our priorities right - wouldn't it be great if everyone who put their hand in their pocket to buy easter eggs, instead gave that money to charity.  Now there's a thought.  Happy Easter everyone, and I do mean that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-6753172040075102365?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/6753172040075102365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/04/joyous-easter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/6753172040075102365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/6753172040075102365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/04/joyous-easter.html' title='Joyous Easter'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-5264660926341851114</id><published>2009-04-04T02:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T02:47:18.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally some respite</title><content type='html'>I've finally taken a few days off work - mostly to do an assignment, but as I've been feeling particularly jaded lately, I have felt well in need of a break away from the pressures of the job.  So I intend to take a few days to recoup, regroup, and then will tackle the study.  Other than that, I don't have a lot planned apart from the usual round of laundry, housework, and tend to my very weedy, disgracefully untidy garden which has got beyond me of late. Hopefully the weather will hold long enough for me to do that, because it's supposed to turn to custard later this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met an old school friend today, haven't seen him since we were at Primary school and that is way too longer than I intend to say.  He recognised me first - I'm not sure if that is a good or bad thing! We're going to catch up for a coffee and a natter soon, he has kept contact with some of the kids I went to school with, so it will be interesting to hear what has happened to them over the years.  Funny how life has a way of connecting us with people from our past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-5264660926341851114?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/5264660926341851114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally-some-respite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/5264660926341851114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/5264660926341851114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally-some-respite.html' title='Finally some respite'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-4969808559088468697</id><published>2009-03-22T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T23:21:29.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing in the Rain</title><content type='html'>Well not quite, but it is raining, and the farmers will be very happy by now as we are expecting more tomorrow.  Yesterday I did a blog about my frustrations with work, but on reflection overnight I decided to delete it. Sorry if you thought you were seeing things - or not, as the case may be! You're not going mad. I slept on it, as the saying goes, talked to the staff members concerned and resolved the issue - well at least for now, but if there's one thing I've learnt in my role as manager, it's this.  We tend to put out fires on a daily basis, but the little buggars just keep popping up elsewhere to test our stamina, patience and good humour (which is sorely tested some days!).  Anyhow, enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a presentation on Friday at a social worker conference so need to get moving and get it started as don't want to end up in a panic on Thursday night trying to find enough interesting things to put on a powerpoint that will hopefully grasp their attention for 45mins - gulp, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45 minutes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! I can do this, I can talk for that long, I've been known to natter on for hours, but then again, thats with friends who are used to me prattling on about nothing in particular, that's what friends are for. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, enough prattle for one night. What a boring post, I can hear you saying. Oh well, I'm sure there are plenty of interesting ones out there for you to find. Happy hunting!! Still raining outside. Anyone got a brolly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, stay safe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-4969808559088468697?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/4969808559088468697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/03/singing-in-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/4969808559088468697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/4969808559088468697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/03/singing-in-rain.html' title='Singing in the Rain'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-1630118644421569021</id><published>2009-03-14T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T02:39:59.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Marmite!</title><content type='html'>Saturday night, and I have just returned from two very busy days in Wellington where I sat in meetings, got sick from the AirCon,(that seems to be my "thing" these days), wherever AirCon is, I get sick, but not at work. Hmmmmm, must look into that someday.  Anyway, I digress. The meetings were hard work, but a lot of fun, the other members of the committee are great fun, enjoy a good laugh, often at someone else's expense, but never nasty.  Normally there are eight of us and we share hotel rooms to cut down the cost, but thankfully, I was able to have a room to myself last night (at my request, as I didn't want to pass on any bugs), and just as well, because I coughed, sneezed, snuffled, and sneezed some more, and finally got about 2hrs sleep overall, so am grateful that I didn't have to feel guilty about keeping my roomate awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home this evening to a very happy cat (she misses me when I'm away, even though she can be a right little cowbag), toast and Marmite (a Kiwi iconic spread) for dinner, because I couldn't be bothered cooking anything else and a lazy couple of hours watching telly before I head to bed and put my weary body to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see some of you scratching your head wondering what on earth is Marmite? Well it's a spread made from yeast extract, which is a byproduct of beer, yes, believe it or not, and we love it in New Zealand.  And before you say yuck, gross, it's a way lot better than some "delicacies" that some countries have, like peanut butter and jelly, now that's a giant YUCK in my book!. Australians have the equivalent of Marmite, called Vegemite, but it's not nearly as good as the real Kiwi spread!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/Sbt19wBbvRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/HfTdVkzQsFc/s1600-h/marmite1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/Sbt19wBbvRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/HfTdVkzQsFc/s320/marmite1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312969889137016082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you would like to see what other delicacies we eat here, have a look at the Website &lt;a href="http://www.homesick-kiwi.com/productpage.php?id=19"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's my blog and blurb for the day - nothing of any great consequence, just the ramblings of a tired woman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you again soon. Take care, stay safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-1630118644421569021?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/1630118644421569021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-marmite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1630118644421569021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1630118644421569021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-marmite.html' title='I Love Marmite!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/Sbt19wBbvRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/HfTdVkzQsFc/s72-c/marmite1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-4183012868523529577</id><published>2009-03-07T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T17:01:50.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catchup time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/SbMYuGFskAI/AAAAAAAAAJw/6SycMuNBKJ0/s1600-h/easter+bunny2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 125px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/SbMYuGFskAI/AAAAAAAAAJw/6SycMuNBKJ0/s320/easter+bunny2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310615565787500546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long till Easter!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another busy few weeks both at work and home - &lt;br /&gt;I'm enrolled in another paper at the local Tech -and having successfully gained a PostGrad Diploma in 2008, I am now officially completing my Masters - of course &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; is going to take another few years, but I'm in no hurry!  This year it's a fairly intense paper on clinical assessment and diagnostic reasonong - 3 case studies, two written, one presentation - so it will be bum up, head down as it is going to require a lot of research, physical examinations of patients, assessment by one of the doctors at my hospital (pass or fail...yikes), and a whole lot of work in between. Bring it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is busy, busy, busy - some days I wonder if I will ever keep my head above the water, others days aren't so bad. I could do without the personalities, and patch protection that goes on, but guess it's part of the role and I either have to deal with it, let it "float" for a while and see if it gets better, or walk away - and I'm not ready to do that...yet. Depends on my mood which changes daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There are changes coming yet again to nursing structures - just when you think you've settled into a new structure, "they" i.e Management, decide it's not working so lets restructure...again!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walnuts are dropping off the tree, a sure sign that Autumn is on it's way. The weeds are still growing, damn it, summer plants are drying off, and I haven't had the time to get back out into it again. Next weekend maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, nothing much to report, just same old, same old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, stay safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-4183012868523529577?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/4183012868523529577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/03/catchup-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/4183012868523529577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/4183012868523529577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/03/catchup-time.html' title='Catchup time'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/SbMYuGFskAI/AAAAAAAAAJw/6SycMuNBKJ0/s72-c/easter+bunny2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-7671735447260054339</id><published>2009-02-14T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T18:23:03.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Way to go Kiwis!</title><content type='html'>Nearly $1 million donated towards the Victorian bushfire fund (not including what the NZ Government is also contributing).  I'm proud of ya! Keep it coming! Every little bit helps.  We know that, God forbid, if we should be in the same circumstances, that our Aussie "cousins" would do the same. Helping our neighbours, that's what it's all about when the chips are down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-7671735447260054339?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/7671735447260054339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/02/way-to-go-kiwis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/7671735447260054339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/7671735447260054339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/02/way-to-go-kiwis.html' title='Way to go Kiwis!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-1856964506588605406</id><published>2009-02-10T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:30:42.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In our thoughts and prayers Australia!!</title><content type='html'>When I wrote at the beginning of January about reaching out to each other, I was referring to the events in the Gaza, but also calling on all of us to help those in need.  I had no idea that four weeks later, I would be watching my friends "across the ditch" in Australia going through the devasation and terrifying events of the bushfires in Victoria. It is beyond belief, the destruction, agony, terror and grief that everyone is going through. The loss of life with the death toll mounting daily is something that we never hoped to see again, particularly after the 2004 fires that ravaged Canberra where hundreds of homes were lost, along with lives, pets,wildlife and livestock. For those who have survived, the road back is going to be painful both emotionally and physically. I am sure in the days to come there will be questions asked about how we are advised to prepare for emergencies such as this, whether to stay and save our homes or whether to leave before the fires are on top of us. I was caught in a Bushfire in 2004 in NSW and it was singularly the most gut wrenching, terrifying experience I have ever been through, and pray I never have to again. Our thoughts, prayers and support are with you. &lt;strong&gt;Stay Strong - you will get through this in time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that lit these fires - your time is coming, justice is just around the corner and is closing in. God may forgive you - but many of us can't. I don't know what your punishment will be but I have absolutely no doubt that on this earth, the criminal justice system will seek it's revenge and I welcome your arrest, charges and most very public trial and shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those reading this and living in New Zealand, you will be aware that Kiwis are digging deep and donating to the Bushfire Appeal.  This can be done through &lt;a href="http://www.salvationarmy.org"&gt;The Salvation Army &lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.redcross.org.nz/cms_display.php"&gt;The Red Cross &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-1856964506588605406?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/1856964506588605406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-our-thoughts-and-prayers-australia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1856964506588605406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1856964506588605406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-our-thoughts-and-prayers-australia.html' title='In our thoughts and prayers Australia!!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-9188206662890329760</id><published>2009-01-31T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:57:54.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>37C today and boy did we know it!</title><content type='html'>After my earlier blog today when I said that the temp was in the mid-30's, I had no idea we would get to 37 which is unheard of in these parts!  Talk about sweltering and meltdown.  It has finally started to cool (a little) at 8.3pm, we are now sitting on around 30C, hopefully it will cool down even more.  &lt;br /&gt;I took these beautiful photos of the sunset a few minutes ago and wanted to share them with you. It was quite spectacular!! I had to snap quickly to get the changing rainbow of colours. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/SYVUJDxiPAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/GNAtULcLTek/s1600-h/2009_0201SUNSET090027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/SYVUJDxiPAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/GNAtULcLTek/s320/2009_0201SUNSET090027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297733051279883266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/SYVU87ue3vI/AAAAAAAAAJg/CnbVvsqgbm8/s1600-h/2009_0201SUNSET090030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/SYVU87ue3vI/AAAAAAAAAJg/CnbVvsqgbm8/s320/2009_0201SUNSET090030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297733942472793842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/SYVUlekTSlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/1ZidvkwvmIw/s1600-h/2009_0201SUNSET090033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/SYVUlekTSlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/1ZidvkwvmIw/s320/2009_0201SUNSET090033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297733539508472402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/SYVVzQpeBAI/AAAAAAAAAJo/vaJVy5HANbU/s1600-h/2009_0201SUNSET090036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/SYVVzQpeBAI/AAAAAAAAAJo/vaJVy5HANbU/s320/2009_0201SUNSET090036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297734875801846786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-9188206662890329760?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/9188206662890329760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/01/37c-today-and-boy-did-we-know-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/9188206662890329760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/9188206662890329760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/01/37c-today-and-boy-did-we-know-it.html' title='37C today and boy did we know it!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/SYVUJDxiPAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/GNAtULcLTek/s72-c/2009_0201SUNSET090027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-7029660910742913287</id><published>2009-01-31T13:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T13:26:32.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's HOT!!!</title><content type='html'>Man, it's hot over here. We reached the mid 30'sC yesterday, with similar temps today, so I'm hunkering down in the house where hopefully it will remain relatively cool. I don't have AIRCON unfortunately. We don't normally have it as hot here in the summer as some places overseas, but we're also not used to the heat when it goes up by a few degrees, so we suffer, albeit not as much as others.  Anyway, nuff of that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I took part in a Quilt Workshop along with some nursing, admin and hospital managers.  Why, you might ask?  Well, our Palliative Care team have been wanting quilts for our patients, so what better way to do something worthwhile, be creative, good food, good company, a lot of laughs (and even more hard work!), and by the end of a very long day that ran into the evening, we have created 7 quilts, and although we have more work to do (borders, binding, backing etc), we are rightly very proud of our accomplishments.  Now, while I can't put anyone else's photo on here - confidentiality and also don't have their permission, I have put up my "creation" - yet to be completed, and even more fantastic, is that I managed to get all (well, nearly all!) of the seams matching, and those that I didn't you've had to look hard for to find anyway -and if you do, well, that's just plain mean spirited of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without further ado, here it is! Now remember, I haven't finished it yet, but it gives you an idea of the work involved!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/SYTAIK_Ol6I/AAAAAAAAAJI/AgRkiHfF5Ts/s1600-h/pinkquiltcrop.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/SYTAIK_Ol6I/AAAAAAAAAJI/AgRkiHfF5Ts/s320/pinkquiltcrop.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297570308315584418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll put up the finished project in due course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day, stay cool or warm, wherever you may be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-7029660910742913287?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/7029660910742913287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-hot.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/7029660910742913287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/7029660910742913287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-hot.html' title='It&apos;s HOT!!!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/SYTAIK_Ol6I/AAAAAAAAAJI/AgRkiHfF5Ts/s72-c/pinkquiltcrop.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-9090715576701931434</id><published>2009-01-17T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T12:18:43.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well here we are again. It's Sunday morn, I wanted to be up with the birds and go for a walk early, I quite enjoy that, it's quiet, the air is fresh, not too hot, and with my IPOD on playing, I enjoy the stroll around the neighbourhood, talking to all the moggies and doggies along the way. Well most of the doggies - some I don't, they bark louder than I can talk, and it's too exhausting trying to keep up.  Sadly, toothache took over some time yesterday, and I have been dosing myself with pain killers until I can get to see a dentist tomorrow - hopefully.  Now why does this stop me walking I can hear you say?.  Well, it doesn't, but as I slept in, I now have to play catch up, so the walk will have to wait until this afternoon when it's cooler. In the meantime, I'll just keep taking the pain pills and hopefully will still be able to talk relatively sensibly when I go out for lunch later today - or not but if I can't I guess I won't be caring anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life here trundles along day by day, we are having a hot and humid summer with very little rain where I live and boy, do we need it.  The country is looking very dry and farmers are struggling with their stock to keep them watered and fed, which of course costs them in the long run.  We are able to water our gardens, unlike our neighbours across the ditch in Oz, who are on water restrictions. I know what that was like when I lived there, rushing out first thing in the morning or last thing at night with the hose trying to water everything in the 30mins time allotted to us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aussies also have the dreaded bushfires to tend with, mostly due to arnsonists, but also to lightening strikes. The latter we can't do anything about; the arsonists, on the other hand, should not only be punished by a jail term - though I doubt many of them have a conscience, most of them are psychopaths- they should also have all their possessions burnt in front of them, so they have some inkling of what it feels like for those who suffer at their hands. Not to mention the loss of animals and the devastated families they leave behind in their destructive wake.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are wondering why I'm so passionate about this, I also was caught up in the midst of bushfires when I lived over there, and scrambled to throw my prized possessions and my very frightened, stressed cat into the car and drive like hell to get out of the area to safe ground. My house and those of my neighbours were thankfully spared, but the devastation to surrounding trees and bushland and the loss of wildlife was upsetting to say the least The mere smell of smoke after that could send my stomach into a tight knot, and I found myself looking skyward for signs of fire over and over again for years, until I returned to New Zealand, where thankfully we don't suffer the same fate as often because we have a more sensible approach to vegetation than the Australian Government does.  As for the arsonsists, the law will deal with them eventually, one way or another, whether it's now or in the future, they will eventually slip up and be caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness this has turned into a bit of a rave yet again, so I will sign off now, the pain killers and kicking in, and I think I will go for that walk after all as it is still relatively cool outside.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So until next time, stay safe, take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-9090715576701931434?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/9090715576701931434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-here-we-are-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/9090715576701931434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/9090715576701931434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/01/well-here-we-are-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-3095405595273830525</id><published>2009-01-10T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T22:59:08.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who?</title><content type='html'>I can't help but watch with horror the unfolding events in Gaza City. I don't in any way, shape or form condone terrorism and if, as Israel says, Hamas are hiding rockets and ammunition amongst the citizens of Gaza, then they have no conscience and certainly no compassion for their own people. Shame on them. But the daily killing of people in the City and the fear and sheer terror we can see in children's eyes is totally unacceptable and abhorrent to me. Israel's cry of "we are just defending ourselves" and doing it with such brute force and such tragic devastating effect is unconscionable. Who is going to stop this bloodshed and when? How many more innocent children, fathers, mothers, grandparents, have to die before someone says enough is enough. Who? Why aren't our leaders stepping up and saying Stop! Your fight is with Hamas - deal with them and if it means sitting down at the table and talking until you find an an answer, then do it, but stop this now, before there is no turning back - for anyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-3095405595273830525?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/3095405595273830525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/01/who.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/3095405595273830525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/3095405595273830525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/01/who.html' title='Who?'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-4644186222011582177</id><published>2009-01-02T19:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T19:26:26.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's Hoping</title><content type='html'>Hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well 2009 has finally arrived and I think we are all praying that it will bring much needed change, not just in the USA as President Elect Obama has promised, but also internationally. We certainly need it - change to Zimbabwe's crippling dictatorship; change, compromise and peace between Israel and Palistine - when has it ever been ok to kill innocent people and children? and who are the odds stacked against this time?; change in the Republic of Democratic Congo; (who-ever named it a Democracy certainly got that wrong!); change in Sudan - I can't imagine what it must be like to be homeless, living in a hot unfriendly desert and living each day in fear for our lives.  But most of all the change begins with us - change in our hearts, minds and lives.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So here's my wish list for 2009 and beyond:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First and foremost&lt;/strong&gt;, Peace, if this planet is to survive - we have to find a way to end the wars, dictatorships, senseless killings, torture and crippling power that some governments have over their citizens; &lt;strong&gt;Secondly&lt;/strong&gt; We need strong, honest, democratic leadership. Everywhere. Period. Let those with the power use it for good, to improve the lives of people most in need. &lt;strong&gt;Thirdly&lt;/strong&gt;, Those of us who live comfortable lives, who have food on our tables every night, who have clothes, and a warm, safe haven in which to live - think about volunteering in your home town and giving back; think about sponsoring a child in a war-torn nation; think about putting out your hand and heart to help someone in your neighbourhood, or family, or friend. Think about it. If you can't afford to sponsor a child, then volunteer your services. Change starts in our hearts and minds and it starts with us. All the leaders in the world will accomplish nothing, unless we help them to achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So make 2009 a year to be proud of what we did and the changes we helped to make this a better place to live.  Think about it, then do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-4644186222011582177?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/4644186222011582177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/01/heres-hoping.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/4644186222011582177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/4644186222011582177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2009/01/heres-hoping.html' title='Here&apos;s Hoping'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-5102000315936950087</id><published>2008-12-26T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T12:46:56.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>Hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick note post-Xmas. We had a lovely family Xmas with around 22 people sitting down to dinner, lots of presents, but most importantly, time with family, some of whom I hadn't seen since last year. Always good to have a catch-up and to marvel yet again at how big the kids have grown.  Not much else happening over the next few days except the usual laundry, garden etc, but the weather is gorgeous so I'm going to make the most of it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are also having a happy holiday season and spending it with the ones that matter to you the most - whether that be friends, family or chosen family. I also hope if you're on your own, that someone phones you, calls around, or pops a letter in the mail, just so you know that you're in their thoughts.  Take care, stay safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-5102000315936950087?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/5102000315936950087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/5102000315936950087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/5102000315936950087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-6970212487621380817</id><published>2008-12-08T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:35:20.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Xmas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/ST4RbnjJijI/AAAAAAAAAIo/dwyqCvI4iTU/s1600-h/Xmas08A.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/ST4RbnjJijI/AAAAAAAAAIo/dwyqCvI4iTU/s320/Xmas08A.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277674979495348786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok, I know....I'm late, well actually I'm very late, but I figure only about 2 people read this blog anyway, and they're used to me being lazy when it comes to posting, so I don't need to apologise to them.  If, however, I had a devoted fan club of around a zillion people and got paid a $1 every time I got a hit, then I'd be a millionaire several times over, I'd get someone else to do the blog on my behalf, and I could really enjoy being lazy full-time.  However, in the meantime, I still have to pay the bills, go to work, study, clean house, shop, sleep, watch Coro St 3x a week, (it's just beginning to get interesting with David being the resident bad boy on the block - could wring his neck quite easily, but I think around a million viewers, mostly mothers, would be ahead of me, so I'll just wait for the fallout).  Anyway, where was I. Let's see - work has been it's usual ups and downs, much busier as we approach Xmas with all it's relative madness. It's going to be a quieter Xmas for a lot of folk in NZ as we all feel the pinch from increases in food, daily living. Sadly for me, I had just re-mortgaged the house in July for 18mnths, so I won't reap the benefits of the recent interest rate cut. Oh well.  I'm not complaining - I have a job (hopefully for a few more years yet), I have a lovely home, family, friends, enough food on the table to eat, clothes on my back, and a garden I can potter in, so by many comparisons, I'm rich.  And then there's Maggie, well, let's not go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, have a wonderful Xmas (I don't think I'll get back to post until the New Year, mind you, I might turn over a new leaf and be here sooner. Nah. Not going to happen. As Sally Field would say (in Brothers and Sisters), "suck it up and move on". Love that woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, stay safe out there, I hope you spend the festive season with good friends and family and may your plate be full and your glass never empty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-6970212487621380817?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/6970212487621380817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-xmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/6970212487621380817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/6970212487621380817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-xmas.html' title='Merry Xmas!!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/ST4RbnjJijI/AAAAAAAAAIo/dwyqCvI4iTU/s72-c/Xmas08A.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-3393217753732017975</id><published>2008-09-19T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T22:06:19.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well that really ticked me off</title><content type='html'>Here I was, writing this amazing blog, full of the most fantastic thoughts and ideas that would have amazed and enthralled you, but the next second it was gone. Go figure. So now you'll just have to read my usual ramblings as I try again.  Gorgeous day here, sun shining, a little wind, but otherwise it's a lovely Spring day. I bought new plants (to replace the ones the b@##@!@!! slugs ate - see previous post. I'm hoping for better luck second time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;a href="http://bnormal.blogspot.com/"&gt;click here!&lt;/a&gt; who live in Hobart, (a gorgeous and to be frank, I think the most beautiful part of Oz) ,are having a rather annoying and frustrating problem with local wildlife, viz possums.  They have wracked their brains with trying to knock them out of the tree, squirting them with the hose, yelling at them (really guys, for God's sake, get a grip. Never mind what the neighbours think - what about all the people who read your blog. No pride at all) Anyway, I digress...lets see, hose, yelling, squirting, knocking....possums still there.  So, I came up with this brilliant idea (and no, it does not include physical harm in any way to the possums). Move to Enzed - they're a pest here. No possums in back yard, street, trees, anywhere - at least not where I can see them. Problem solved.  Now, how easy was that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-3393217753732017975?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/3393217753732017975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/09/well-that-really-ticked-me-off.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/3393217753732017975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/3393217753732017975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/09/well-that-really-ticked-me-off.html' title='Well that really ticked me off'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-5253605615844086029</id><published>2008-09-15T00:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T00:54:30.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S.</title><content type='html'>We had another earthquake (5.7) last night. Only this time it was on the West Coast.&lt;br /&gt;Does make me wonder if we are building up for the big one, but history also tells me that lots of little ones doth not a big one make. Hope it's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that makes it 3 posts within 30 days. I am so impressed with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-5253605615844086029?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/5253605615844086029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/09/ps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/5253605615844086029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/5253605615844086029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/09/ps.html' title='P.S.'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-9089006265567827957</id><published>2008-09-15T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T00:52:39.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey . Not Bad. A post within 30 days</title><content type='html'>Another week has started and just FYI, it's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;90 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;days until Xmas! Yay!!! Counting down..just to be irritating to some (well, maybe a lot), but to add some joy to those who love it - and I do, for the most part, except for those damn gifts that you are given that you have no idea what to do with, and begin plotting when you can give it away or get rid of it. Thankfully, that doesn't happen very often, but when it does, I still feel guilty. It's that Catholic upbringing again - can't totally rid myself of it, although I try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, what's been happening in my neck of the woods. Well, we're having our general elections on 8th November (which happens to be my birthday...thank you, and yes, same to you, whenever yours may be...) Not sure who to vote for this time round. I've never been in the "undecided" box before.  I don't particularly like the alternative, don't trust the policies or promises - they're bound to be changed, ignored, dropped or broken.  Our present government has overall done a pretty good job, and as one of the few countries in the world that voted in a female prime minister, I am loath to see her go, not just because she's a woman, but because she's "steady as she goes", doesn't lose her temper, has dealt with some pretty big issues over the past few years and has generally kept the economy running despite some pretty big challenges. She can multitask (that's what we do!) and still face the cameras first thing in the morning and last thing at night.  So anyway, that's my view. We shall see what happens. As I said, I'm undecided at present, time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something has eaten the plants in my garden and I am severely PO'd about that.  I planted 36 impatience (busy lizzy) and petunias two weeks ago.  On Saturday I noticed that they were gone, but thought I was "seeing things"...or not....turns out that slugs love petunias but in this case they decided to have a go at the impatience as well.  So back to the garden centre I will have to go this weekend and buy more (and a big box of slug bait....serves them right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's enough to bore you for now. but I hope you are very impressed that this is the second blog within the last month - I know I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay safe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-9089006265567827957?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/9089006265567827957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/09/hey-not-bad-post-within-30-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/9089006265567827957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/9089006265567827957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/09/hey-not-bad-post-within-30-days.html' title='Hey . Not Bad. A post within 30 days'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-2535082431780386792</id><published>2008-08-26T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T23:01:37.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shakey Isles!!</title><content type='html'>Well Singapore went very well, except it was hot/humid outside, and freezing cold inside (Aircon). My presentation seemed to go down well, which was a relief.  The conference itself was good, lots of different styles of presentations and nurses from around 36 countries/600 attended, so good representation overall.  The Singaporians are very friendly, courteous, and extremely efficient. The City is very clean, which cannot be said for Little India, a part of the city which is quite frankly dirty and disgusting, and made my friend and I feel very unsafe while we tried to walk amongst literally hundreds of men who stared us boldly in the face and eyed us up and down. No wonder not many women venture there -I can understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up a cold which has settled on my chest a little, but thankfully I took antibiotiocs with me this time, so once I started on those, I think I managed to avert a full on infection and was very glad to get home on Friday afternoon. Needless to say, I did little over the weekend except sleep, watch telly, sleep again, and rememered to eat and drink occasionally.  Even though there is only a four hour time difference, I still had some jet lag for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for those who may not have caught up with happenings in NZ in the last few days- we had a 5.9 magnitude earthquake on Monday night at 11.25pm, followed by a another one of around 3+ magnitude 10mins laters.  I shot out of bed, (as did Maggie) and stood in the doorway while the house rocked, groaned and rattled.  The noise was unbelievable.  It lasted about 2 minutes, which was more than long enough!! The centre of it was around 5km south from where I live- too damn close, and must have been worse for those folk. Luckily, not too much damage -thought to be in the millions of dollars, but considering what Gisborne went through last year, we got off very lightly. Let's just pray it's not the start of a regular event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we all settled down, Maggie eventually got back up on the bed, though her eyes remained wide open for quite a while (mine did too). It was her first earthquake and I still don't think she knows what the hell happened.  Well, that's it from me.  Will check in again soon-(ish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay safe, take care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-2535082431780386792?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/2535082431780386792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/08/shakey-isles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/2535082431780386792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/2535082431780386792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/08/shakey-isles.html' title='Shakey Isles!!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-2158468699533088283</id><published>2008-08-02T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T01:10:20.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Wet</title><content type='html'>In case any of you haven't noticed, or maybe you don't get our news in your neck of the woods...New Zealand has been going through a pretty rough patch the last three weeks. We have had two major storms affecting both the North and South Island, and we are heading into our third storm this weekend. Flodding, uprooted trees, houses on the brink of collapse because the floods have weakened the ground, major slips, evacuations. As we speak, there is a major slip in the Manawatu Gorge (near Palmerston North), which has literally cut off access into or out of the area which makes travelling up or down the Nth Island a bit of a nightmare.  I haven't seen so much rain in a long while, but at least, here in Hawkes Bay, we haven't copped it too bad, which can't be said for the rest of the country - some people have been without power for 4 days which has to be tough when it's cold and wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope Mother Nature decides she has spat the dummy long enough and takes a chill pill, so we can all recover from her tantrum.  Though why it has to be Mother Nature, and not Father, beats me..a bit like why they call boats and ships "she" - never could fathom that one out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to Singapore in two weeks to do a presentation at an cancer nurses conference.  I'm just a tad nervous, to say the least and of course I'm sure that I have put too many slides in the power point, but also think of  things I should have put in , but haven't.  The problem is that I had to put the presentation into a "drop box" on the conference website..now that was a bit weird.  All those hours and days I have spent putting it together, only to find that I can't retrieve it now.  It's theirs, all theirs...the conference organisers, that is...I can't change it or delete it, which may be a good thing overall.  I guess it could be a bit like writing a novel, and then not wanting to send it to the publisher in case they ask you to change it. Oh well, I can only do my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pruned the roses today. Had a dreadful time last summer with Black Spot, and I'm only hoping I don't have the same problem this year.   I may, of course, have pruned them back so far that they will sulk and not flower at all. Time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it from me for another post. I won't promise to post regularly, I'm lousy at telling lies - always get caught out. So instead, will say...stay safe, warm or cool, hope your day is a fabulous one.  XXOO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-2158468699533088283?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/2158468699533088283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/08/big-wet.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/2158468699533088283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/2158468699533088283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/08/big-wet.html' title='The Big Wet'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-1157284261393496280</id><published>2008-06-21T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T16:55:03.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sound of Music in full swing</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, apologies all round...A friend at &lt;a href="http://bnormal.blogspot.com/"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; site sent me an email reminding me that it was some time since I had last posted.(TJ: I just made a link. Are you proud of me??!!!) My only excuse (only??!!) is work, 50% of the staff off sick, rehearsals for SOM, (show opened on Friday nite); general exhaustion; winter blues (-1C degree several days this week..ouch!!), not wanting to sit in the cold study room for too long, and generally throwing myself on the sofa in front of the telly in the little spare time that I had.   Phew......ok...now, let's see, apart from all the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My garden is a mess (blame all of the above), plus fall leaves which deliberately and maliciously fall as soon as I have spent a couple of hours out there cleaning up. So I'm on strike until they finish their nonsense.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I managed to flood the laundry today. Left the plug in the sink.  You think that might make just a bit of a mess. You think?  Luckily it didn't get to the carpet in the hall this time, so thank goodness for small mercies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bought a new stove and fridge. Don't you just love those 18mths free interest, deferred payment options!. Old stove was rusted and frankly, quite unsafe. Old fridge kept frosting everything up. First new whiteware I've had for many years apart from the washing machine!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maggie has ventured outside a couple of times, but as soon as she hears a noise (which, btw, I can't hear even though I know I'm going deaf!), and she shoots inside again with her tail down, slinking along the floor like she's on combat duty or something. Crazy cat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pretty quiet in the neighbourhood of late, probably due to the winter cold. You can "feel" the frost building up and quite frankly, it's chilly. Other than that, not much else happening. I'm really only posting this because I was feeling very guilty and TJ will nag if I don't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, that's about it from me. A boring post, but at least it's out there. Take care, have a wonderful week. Stay safe. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-1157284261393496280?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/1157284261393496280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/06/sound-of-music-in-full-swing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1157284261393496280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1157284261393496280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/06/sound-of-music-in-full-swing.html' title='Sound of Music in full swing'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-4532144577923520015</id><published>2008-05-24T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T15:32:41.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No apologies this time</title><content type='html'>Ok, it is nearly a month (again) since I posted, so I'm not even going to apologise because after a while they wear a bit thin. However&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; been busy with work, doing props for SOM, going to one day conferences, finishing an assignment (waiting for my mark!), and thinking about starting the next one. So all in all, I think I have good reasons.  Not really much to report, except to say that I am a tad tired at the moment, drove down to Wellington on Thursday night, went to conference on Friday and then drove back so it was a long day. (4hr drive each way. My daughter does it in 3hrs but we wont' go there). It's been raining here pretty solidly since Friday, which is great news not only for the farmers but gives me a good excuse for not doing the weeding. The fall leaves are looking gorgeous. I have a wonderful big tree in my yard with a carpet of red below it which looks fantastic.  I'd sweep them up but they look so nice I'm going to leave them for a bit and enjoy the colour. I love fall, the crisp mornings, sunny days, cool nights when I can put the gas heater on (wish I had a fireplace, but never mind), Maggie sprawls in front of it, and if it isn't on, she goes up and taps the grill as if she can make it come on all by herself. Very funny to watch. She's also blind in one eye so I'm not sure what it is she sees, but still, it's very amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what haven't I done lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Well, I haven't flooded the house again (see post re bath/carpets), &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;haven't paid off the credit card (does anyone?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Haven't weeded the garden (see post re rain)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Haven't managed to crack a few heads together at work (tempted, but the fallout would be very messy)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;haven't retired - long way off that yet, somedays it would be very nice though&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Haven't po'd off anyone that I know about at least&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;haven't lost weight. It's winter, ok, give me a break&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;haven't got showered or dressed yet, so on that note, I'm going to sign off and say have a great weekend, rest easy, have fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cheers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-4532144577923520015?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/4532144577923520015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-apologies-this-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/4532144577923520015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/4532144577923520015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-apologies-this-time.html' title='No apologies this time'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-6820943277793669689</id><published>2008-04-30T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T00:40:51.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies all round</title><content type='html'>I know I'm nearly a month late in posting, but I have a good excuse! I've been heavily involved in co-directing the Hospital Musical Revue, which finished last Thursday,(and was a smashing success, btw) then had Anzac Day on Friday, spent all of that day, and the weekend working on an Assignment which is due 7th May. So there. That's my excuse. &lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I have had all the time in the world...not...as I'm also involved with Props for The Sound of Music, which opens in June, so rehearsals every weekend, which I will try and attend as much as possible - assignments permitting.  Every heard of a pregnant Maria?  Hmmm...well our leading lady is around 4 mths preggers and will be definately "blooming" by June, which won't be due to Edelweiss or the Austrian Mountains!  Gives a whole new meaning to "Climb Every Mountain". Can't wait to see how this one plans out. The hills are definately alive with something.  Will  keep you posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-6820943277793669689?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/6820943277793669689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/04/apologies-all-round.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/6820943277793669689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/6820943277793669689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/04/apologies-all-round.html' title='Apologies all round'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-1440181855720490755</id><published>2008-04-05T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T14:39:01.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flickr: Photos from maggieg5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16680147@N06/"&gt;Flickr: Photos from maggieg5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-1440181855720490755?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.flickr.com/photos/16680147@N06/' title='Flickr: Photos from maggieg5'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/1440181855720490755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/04/flickr-photos-from-maggieg5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1440181855720490755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1440181855720490755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/04/flickr-photos-from-maggieg5.html' title='Flickr: Photos from maggieg5'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-8901912537505709289</id><published>2008-04-05T14:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T14:30:46.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flickr</title><content type='html'>This is a test post from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/r/testpost"&gt;&lt;img alt="flickr" src="http://www.flickr.com/images/flickr_logo_blog.gif" width="41" height="18" border="0" align="absmiddle" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a fancy photo sharing thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-8901912537505709289?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/8901912537505709289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/04/flickr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/8901912537505709289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/8901912537505709289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/04/flickr.html' title='Flickr'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-7983936705403329568</id><published>2008-04-04T21:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T21:58:21.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Normal, well as normal as...</title><content type='html'>After two nights sleeping on the sofa, and four days of the relentless noise of three huge industrial fans in my home to dry out the carpet, along with a dehumidifier going 24/7, I finally have my house back.   I have to say though that the men from Chemdry, (the carpet cleaning people) were extremely prompt and efficient, but much as they were very nice, I was glad to see the back of them. No insult intended.   I finally got a decent night sleeps on Tuesday, and this weekend will have to give the house a good clean once again.   It could have been worse, so really I am very grateful as all I had to pay was $100 excess on my insurance policy, the total bill will be close to a $1000, so moral of the story is that it is good common sense to have home and contents insurance else you could be out of pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, not much else to report at the moment.  Having a 'catch up" weekend around the home, sweeping the yard of leaves which just keep on "falling", but I love this time of year, the changing colours, and the crisp mornings with warm balmy days.  It will be cold soon enough. Let's enjoy what we have right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-7983936705403329568?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/7983936705403329568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-to-normal-well-as-normal-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/7983936705403329568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/7983936705403329568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-to-normal-well-as-normal-as.html' title='Back to Normal, well as normal as...'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-6122876876968841633</id><published>2008-03-28T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T18:50:27.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Dramas!</title><content type='html'>Well, today I got up early, cleaned the house, vacuumed, bathroom/toilet, laundry, dusting and everything was looking sparkling clean. Then I decided to catch up on some emails.   I put the plug in the bath, and poured some bleach in, something I do regularly, and off I went.  About 40mins later, I thought....the washing machine is making some funny noises...so went off to investigate.  To my horror, it wasn't the machine, it was water pouring out of the bathroom, into the hall and into both bedrooms. Soaked soggy carpet!!  Not happy Jan!!  Thousands of towels later, along with good friends who came to the rescue, the carpet is still soaking, so I made a panic call to Insurers who accepted the Claim, and as I type, the carpet people are here extracting the water which went all the way along and up the wallboards, and obviously below the carpet onto the boards underneath, into the wardrobe.  Sheesh, just what I want to do, spend the rest of Saturday with an upheaval.  But hey, that's life, at least I was home when it happened, and hadn't gone out.  I get distracted easily these days, but will definately be paying more attention in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;your &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;weekend is shaping up a little better than mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, stay safe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-6122876876968841633?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/6122876876968841633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/03/saturday-dramas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/6122876876968841633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/6122876876968841633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/03/saturday-dramas.html' title='Saturday Dramas!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-568144510560244846</id><published>2008-03-21T18:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T18:36:13.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R-RiThuKYRI/AAAAAAAAAF0/JN-xbtTBkzQ/s1600-h/Easter+Bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180373558991937810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R-RiThuKYRI/AAAAAAAAAF0/JN-xbtTBkzQ/s320/Easter+Bunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've had a busy day shopping (the supermarket was a nightmare), buying some plants, and a new pair of reading glasses as I have gone through two pairs in recent weeks, both broke and couldn't be repaired. These ones aren't great, probably should have gone for the stronger ones but they will do for close work, just not computer for long periods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday the neighbours in front went away for Easter and left someone "minding" the house. So in the afternoon until midnight, they decided to have a party. The music was blasting through the neighbourhood, my temper was frayed, and by 10.15 I was annoyed enough to try and get hold of the neighbour on his cellphone and left a very terse message. It took another 1 and 3/4hrs, but finally everything went quiet at around midnight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the plus side, the neighbours down the back got stuck into my walnut tree (topped most of the tall branches that were at risk of downing the power poles leading to the two back homes), and trimmed my hedge. I am very grateful as getting a tree topper in can cost anything up to $1000, money I just don't have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maggie has finally ventured outside after two weeks "hiding" due to the dog frightening her enough that she was too frightened to do anything but pretty much hide under the bed (again, the neighbours in front). But, again, on the positive side, my wonderful brother-in-law put a fence on either side of the tree and sealed the gap so the dog can't get through again, thank goodness. When I say she is "outside", I should mention that means she heads under the house and stays there until she feels safe to come out (and in!) again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's always a plus side (well mostly) for anything negative that happens, just have to look for it sometimes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you're enjoying Easter weekend! I don't have to go back to work until Tuesday. Yay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay safe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-568144510560244846?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/568144510560244846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/568144510560244846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/568144510560244846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-saturday.html' title='Easter Saturday'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R-RiThuKYRI/AAAAAAAAAF0/JN-xbtTBkzQ/s72-c/Easter+Bunny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-3459347904057973832</id><published>2008-03-18T23:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T23:51:07.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hope you all have a wonderful, happy Easter wherever you may be. It's coming up for our four day holiday here, so may not be on the computer much this weekend, but wanted to drop in and say have a happy one!&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R-C3UH__pFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Zf16zlrL8Y8/s1600-h/easter+bunny2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179341127848797266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="181" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R-C3UH__pFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Zf16zlrL8Y8/s320/easter+bunny2.jpg" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-3459347904057973832?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/3459347904057973832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-easter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/3459347904057973832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/3459347904057973832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R-C3UH__pFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Zf16zlrL8Y8/s72-c/easter+bunny2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-1439772098027871722</id><published>2008-03-15T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T20:09:18.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So predictable</title><content type='html'>What do you know,  it's Sunday again. See, you can always depend on me, especially when it comes to posting Blogs on this day of the week.   It's been a busy two weeks, in case you hadn't noticed that I haven't been here in a while.  The new Commissioner arrived to look over the hospital and it's management and by all intents and purposes, he is pretty impressed with what he has seen so far, but I guess time will tell as we batten down the hatches and try and make savings across the health care services.  I think it may be a bumpy ride for some, if not all of us, but at the end of the day we have to work with what we've got, and make it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I've been doing 12 hours days as we are very busy in my department, and with staff on leave, it puts added pressure on everyone.  Juggling becomes an art, and just balancing between swings and roundabouts is a challenge, to say the least.   I have been pretty tired at the end of the day, but at least have the weekends to recoup, although there is always things to do, such as housework/laundry/gardening..you get the picture. Speaking of which, I have been slowly putting all my photos into albums (7 so far), and still have another couple or so to go.  It's been a trip down memory lane, nostalgic, for sure.  Great to get them all sorted though, hopefully will complete it in the next couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that folks, not much else to say except Maggie is recovering from a nasty altercation with the neighbour's dog, he came through the fence, and although we're not sure what happened, she ended up with all the claws in her back paws ripped out.  Vet says that is usually associated with trying to get away.  Poor old girl.  She hasn't been outside for over a week, although ventured onto the deck yesterday, but wouldn't stay out there, so it's back to litter trays inside, damn it, still that's a lot cheaper than having to pay more vet bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's it from me, will sign off and go and do the ironing, my favourite chore. Not.&lt;br /&gt;Take care, stay safe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXOOO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-1439772098027871722?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/1439772098027871722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-predictable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1439772098027871722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1439772098027871722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-predictable.html' title='So predictable'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-1241586677263236865</id><published>2008-02-29T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T18:39:00.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Soapbox</title><content type='html'>Here it is the weekend again, but this time I made it on Saturday instead of Sunday.  The hospital has been going through a lot of tumoil the last few weeks. The Board were given an ultimatum by the Health Minister to "please explain" why we are so much in debt (purported to be between $7-10 million) and the growing angst between the Board and Management. He wasn't happy with their response, so on Wednesay, the Minister sacked the Board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffice it to say that HB Today (our local paper) has given a very one eyed view of events - no surprises there.  Reminds me of a USA television station who loudly claims "unbiased, truthful reporting". Not. (I know that my American friends will recognise who I am talking about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our CEO went on two weeks stress leave (I'm suprised he can even stand upright with the nonsense that has been going on), the Board members have been outspoken "outraged", as have the Mayors of Hastings, Napier, Wairoa and Central Hawkes Bay and unfortunately what you read in the paper you tend to believe, at least the majority do, so now the Councils in the area are putting together a legal fight to have the Minister's decision challenged, and the Board reinstated, using of course ratepayers money of which the Mayors apparently have "no qualms" in using. (quoted in paper)  Now ok, maybe the Minister did make a fairly big decision (it's only happened once in the past that a Board has been sacked), but I can't believe that he would have made the decision lightly, and there are also cries of corruption with a contract of a current board member (Government appointed whom the rest of the board dislike and don't trust) and a contract worth $50 million that would have benefitted his company.  Yes, it needs to be investigated to the full, so why not let the Government do that instead of all this posturing, and nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Where do I stand with this? I think there are issues on both sides, and faults on both sides, but the public are only being told one, and that's where my problem lies.  Hospital employees were given the opportunity to view some documents, letters back and forth of several parties, and some Board minutes (which just let me say this - appalling abuse by the Chair and Board in overstepping their authority, bypassing the CEO on more than one occasion, discussing the CEO's performance report with other's within the organisation, before the CEO was informed and interference in Management matters in which they had no business).  It is, as some have said, a boy's club, the Chairman has been in office for seven years, and was re-elected last year for another 3. (I didn't vote for him, by the way and while I voted for some new people to go on the Board, I didn't vote for those who have been there for years, because I believe that every committee/board whatever, needs to have a clean sweep every now and then and let fresh eyes look at the issues, particularly when it comes to the health of our region).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The local newspaper has a lot to answer for by stirring up the pot, with some very biassed reporting, (including the Editorial).  So, first thing I am going to do is cancel my subscription to the paper. Secondly, I'm going to support Management, not because I think they are blameless, but because they have maintained integrity and dignity by not responding to the gutter mongering, they have issued documents which could have showed them in a not too favourable light, but they have chosen to give us both sides - not just one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How this will all end up, I don't know? Some are calling for the CEO to resign. I hope he doesn't, I hope he can weather the storm, time will tell.  In the meantime, the staff are doing what they do best. Getting on with the business of caring for our patients, supporting each other, being professional and ethical. Which is more than I can say for the Board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it from me for today.  I'm off my soapbox, at least for the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-1241586677263236865?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/1241586677263236865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-soapbox.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1241586677263236865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1241586677263236865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-soapbox.html' title='My Soapbox'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-345887015938001029</id><published>2008-02-15T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T16:22:27.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R7Yr8JQhUSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tsbqMWRXJeI/s1600-h/2008_0108boyfriend0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167365934731579682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R7Yr8JQhUSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tsbqMWRXJeI/s320/2008_0108boyfriend0130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it's obvious I didn't get back in here last week to post, so will bring you up to speed now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a busy week as usual, but pretty good overall. The weather has been up and down, hot as hell one day, then raining buckets the next. Garden is looking a little parched believe it or not, as the rain isn't enough to give it a good soak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our hospital is going through a tough time at present with lots of media attention, most of it negative, and it's hard to keep positive about it. I need to for the staff's sake, as there are a few worried folk around and talk of another restructure, though the tomtoms say it is upper management this time around. Our CEO has gone on stress leave. He's a nice guy, but the Board has had its share of troubles over the past two years and he has been in the media spotlight a lot, something has to give eventually. We are millions of dollars over the budget, so cuts in either staff or services seem highly likely. All I can do is sit it out and do the best job I can in the meantime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that, Maggie and the boyfriend carouse every night on the deck....well, no let me rephrase that. Boyfriend carouses, Maggie hisses, boyfriend backs off momentarily and then tries his luck again. Male testosterone is an amazing thing in the animal kingdom....and elsewhere.......I figure he will eventually win out or get bored and seek pleasure elsewhere. He hasn't quite figured out she is speyed yet! He's the one on the left in the photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm off to do the laundry and other mundane things such as housework. Oh yes, and must remember to water the garden.  No-one said this Blog would be scintillating by any means, but at least it keeps friends (and droppers-by) up with my day to day life, boring as it might seem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-345887015938001029?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/345887015938001029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/02/busy-week.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/345887015938001029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/345887015938001029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/02/busy-week.html' title='Busy Week'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R7Yr8JQhUSI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tsbqMWRXJeI/s72-c/2008_0108boyfriend0130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-8799258181071872750</id><published>2008-02-07T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T00:57:03.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nearly time to shuteye</title><content type='html'>Just dropping in quickly. Did an 11 hour day today and I'm a tad tired. so heading off to get some sleep. Nothing much to say this time round, which for me is pretty amazing and probably pretty boring, but sometimes the best thing to say is nothing and just to sit and ponder, so that's what I'm going to do this time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, stay safe, will check in sometime over the weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-8799258181071872750?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/8799258181071872750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/02/nearly-time-to-shuteye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/8799258181071872750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/8799258181071872750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/02/nearly-time-to-shuteye.html' title='Nearly time to shuteye'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-3180550380623106173</id><published>2008-02-02T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T12:41:04.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadlines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R6TUgBicrjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/T6C8-Zz4_kU/s1600-h/scan0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162484719507254834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R6TUgBicrjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/T6C8-Zz4_kU/s320/scan0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R6TUgRicrkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/GSr5hYGWabk/s1600-h/scan0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162484723802222146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R6TUgRicrkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/GSr5hYGWabk/s320/scan0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R6TUghicrlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/DXtK2Xkm1-M/s1600-h/scan0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162484728097189458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R6TUghicrlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/DXtK2Xkm1-M/s320/scan0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's Sunday (again). I often find that this is the only day I get a chance to sit for a while and go back over the week that was. I am currently involved in helping to put on a Hospital Revue, which is, for those of you who have been there, no easy feat. Rehearsals have to be juggled around people's rosters - that's if you can get them to take part at all. We (Pam = my co-producer) have spent the last three months rallying people to take part, some have embraced it whole-heartedly, and others - it's like pulling teeth! We have skits, soloists, and chorus, it's now just a matter of putting it all together to resemble something like a Show. I'm nervous about the whole thing - I haven't produced before, always been content to work in the background, namely Props, so this is a big gamble, and I want it to go well. I have spent hours this weekend scanning old photos that people have generously loaned me, so that we can have a photo collage/screen presentation depicting staff, places, events over the past 80 years (the hospital opened in 1928), it's labour intensive, but thankfully we have a few savvy people at the hospital who's talents lie in IT and computers, so we should end up with an amazing photo show!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also am doing Props for the Sound of Music, as well as one paper towards my Masters this year. No pressure. I guess I like to be busy. I'll be reporting back on these endeavours as the year goes on, no doubt in a state of panic as deadlines (many of them) roll around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy the photos above! I love the ones of the nurses on the scooters, and with their red capes. I loved my red cape, but sadly somewhere along the years I lost it.  They are a collectors item now. The group one is graduation (I'm in there somewhere!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care, stay safe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-3180550380623106173?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/3180550380623106173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/02/deadlines.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/3180550380623106173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/3180550380623106173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/02/deadlines.html' title='Deadlines'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R6TUgBicrjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/T6C8-Zz4_kU/s72-c/scan0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-8489462668525075075</id><published>2008-01-29T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T00:48:04.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot, tired and just a little bit scratchy...and that's just the cat so far</title><content type='html'>Hot and muggy here today, with a strange heavy downpour mid afternoon, then a few minutes later, road/paths totally dry with no wet patches anywhere...weird.&lt;br /&gt;Spent 5 hours co-ordinating a study day on cancer which went very well, only hope the evaluations are positive, but verbal feedback so far says they want more.  It's always daunting setting one of these up, encouraging/asking speakers to get out of their comfort zone and talk/educate their peers. Some days I feel like I'm pulling teeth, but have to say the staff did very well and looked (although probably didn't feel) totally relaxed.  I'm tired tonight, no little wonder as have been working on this for the past month, since before Xmas, so now can relax a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie and boyfriend (black cat) had a spat tonight, as he wanted to woo her (I found he's unneuteured...wasn't hard, he turned his back on me, and there they were, couldn't miss them...she has a thing for toms, she had a boyfriend in Oz too...little tart). Anyway, to get back to it, she was hot and scratchy, and wasn't up for it, so a firm word from her (translate as a lot of hissing), and he backed off and left.  She reigns supreme for another night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's too hot here in the study, but wanted to touch base.  Things in the USA hotting up, it will be very interesting to see who gets the  Democratic nod.  Let's just hope that the Republicans don't get back in, otherwise it will be more of the same.  Roll on November.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-8489462668525075075?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/8489462668525075075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/01/hot-tired-and-just-little-bit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/8489462668525075075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/8489462668525075075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/01/hot-tired-and-just-little-bit.html' title='Hot, tired and just a little bit scratchy...and that&apos;s just the cat so far'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-7651251036410634608</id><published>2008-01-19T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T23:12:51.689-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>A Little Music</title><content type='html'>I hope you like the addition of Jango juke box that I've added to the blog. The sound is really good. I have added my favourite artists but you can also create your own by clicking on the button below the albums. To listen just put your mouse over the artist and click. Enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-7651251036410634608?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/7651251036410634608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/01/little-music.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/7651251036410634608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/7651251036410634608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/01/little-music.html' title='A Little Music'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-2865448757349943970</id><published>2008-01-16T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T00:08:24.214-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sir Edmund Hillary'/><title type='text'>Sir Ed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sir Edmund Hillary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156353448853894578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R48MJGdL9bI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wiYgeLeZtSw/s320/Sir+Edmund+Hillary1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;1919-2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Godzone Kiwi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Zealand is saying it's goodbyes to our all time greatest hero - Sir Edmund Hillary. Not only was he the first man to climb Mt Everest, he was modest, unassuming, had a brilliant laugh and smile, was/is beloved by the Himalayans, and around the world and especially in New Zealand; was an inspiration to many, and helped all that he came in contact with, whether it was financially, emotionally, giving of himself to help others, or befriending those in need. What an amazing human being. He deserves to have a wonderful send off, and he will get it. His family will be comforted by the outpouring of love and affection for this magnificent man. God will surely bless him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image courtesy of news.bbc.co.uk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-2865448757349943970?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/2865448757349943970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/01/sir-ed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/2865448757349943970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/2865448757349943970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/01/sir-ed.html' title='Sir Ed'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R48MJGdL9bI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wiYgeLeZtSw/s72-c/Sir+Edmund+Hillary1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-515683894489666324</id><published>2008-01-11T15:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T16:11:37.909-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time to reach out'/><title type='text'>Warm Saturday</title><content type='html'>Thankfully I don't have a lot to do this weekend, apart from the usual rounds of housework and laundry, spraying the roses. I hopefully will get time to settle in with a good book. I'm currently reading "Michael Tolliver Lives" by Armistead Maupin. Not sure what I think of it yet. I have read all the "Tales of the City" series. I used to own the entire series, but somewhere in my travels they got lost, so I'm starting to find them through book auctions and local stores. I enjoy reading them again, it says a whole lot about society and it's attitudes towards lesbian and gays during the 70's, and particularly during the 80-90's AIDS epidemic. I hope we never see a repeat of those times. We lost a generation of young men well before their prime, stigma and discrimination was overwhelming and down right cruel. Thankfully we have come quite a long way since then, although still have some distance to travel. It is gratifying though, to see friends having commitment cermonies, and in some countries to obtain a marriage licence, or significant other certificate. Not 100% satisfactory, but a long way from where it was decades ago, and we have learnt a lot along the way. At least I hope so. Unfortunately, and tragically there is an unrelenting epidemic in Africa, Malaysia and Indonesia which shows no signs of letting up. Again, the stigma associated with the disease means that many will not get tested, and by the time they do it is too late. There are entire villages and towns of orphans. I found this on a web site "Red Ribbon Foundation" &lt;a href="http://www.redribbon.net/"&gt;http://www.redribbon.net/&lt;/a&gt;. It sums it up very well.:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today, 40 million people are estimated to be living with HIV/AIDS, of these, 37 million are adults and 2.5 million are children under the age of 15. An estimated 5 million people acquired the human immunodeficiency virus (HIV) in 2003, including 4.2 million adults and 700,000 children under the age of 15. 3 million people from all walks of life, both sexes, young and old, straight and gay, have died of AIDS, including over 500,000 children under the age of 15. Despite massive research and educational efforts, a cure for HIV/AIDS remained elusive, the epidemic continues its growth, and society’s dark ignorance of the disease haunts its carriers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When looking at it like this, it may seem that it is hopeless, and we can't help. We can. Sponsor a child,  (Unicef, World Vision, Oxfam, Red Cross, etc.) get involved in your local or national AIDS support groups, write to your government and ask for increased funding for AIDS research, volunteer over seas; ask your local church to sponsor a family or a village. There are many things that you can do that can and do make a difference.  It's taking that first step and picking up the phone, writing a letter, or making a donation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without people, the world is nothing except a planet revolving in space void of emotion, laughter, happiness, tears, joy. People, humankind, men, women, children, gay, lesbian, straight, black, white, and all shades in between. Every religion, every belief, every spirituality. Each and everyone of us can make a difference in someone's life. Isn't it time we did just that? Reach out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take care, stay safe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-515683894489666324?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/515683894489666324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/01/warm-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/515683894489666324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/515683894489666324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/01/warm-saturday.html' title='Warm Saturday'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-8090503578479253342</id><published>2008-01-09T01:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T01:08:25.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality DNA</title><content type='html'>I love the things that my friend finds on the web. Here is another fascinating thing for you to have a play with.  It's a Personality DNA test that you can do on yourself, or send the results to friends to comment on (Ain't gonna happen!).  It's interesting reading and very perceptive, at least I thought so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the my personal DNA 'rainbow". Have a go. It's great fun, and if nothing else it will give you some pointers to improve things in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://personaldna.com/h/?k=gIjjxohpOcKooWf-NO-DDCAD-50db&amp;t=Benevolent+Architect"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the link "Benevolent Architect". It should take you to the webpage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-8090503578479253342?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/8090503578479253342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/01/personality-dna.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/8090503578479253342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/8090503578479253342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/01/personality-dna.html' title='Personality DNA'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-6722026765218011409</id><published>2008-01-06T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T23:57:37.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beestings, insect bites and ageing</title><content type='html'>Had a few "happenings" over the past few days. Firstly, have sustained two blisters on my hand/knuckles which look suspiciously like more bites. Not sure if they are due to spiders or some other insect, and this time, not sore, just looks peculiar.  Secondly, after a session in the garden last week my left hip became painful and a little swollen.  Now, forgive me if I sound just a tad cranky here, but I'm way too young to have any ageing bone abnormalities, and I refuse to even consider that it may be down to that. Even worse, my sister suffers from bursitis, and that's not somewhere I want to go either. So, going to give it a few days to settle, and if not, will take myself off to the GP - of course, in my best drama queen fashion, moaning all the way. I am, after all, an honorary Gay (an honour bestowed by very good friends who should know).  Lastly, and most annoyingly, tonight while liberally watering the garden (we had over 30 degrees here today), I got stung on my neck by a wasp. Well...@#@! It hurt!! Raced inside, got the stinger out and applied cold compresses (and by the way, kept watering the garden. Now, how noble and long suffering is that!?) As I didn't react, i.e., no racing heart, didn't feel faint or funny, figured I can't be allergic to them, so have a red slightly swollen neck to show for my trouble and a somewhat bruised ego that is beginning to wonder what the hell is going on in the universe, or maybe I really, really, really &lt;a href="mailto:p@#@!@!d"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;p@#@!@!d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; somebody off bigtime! And here is me trying to start the New Year on a positive note, with a resolution to try and be as positive as I can towards everyone (even if I positively don't like them.  That counts? Right?  just kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day one back at work today after two weeks holiday.  Wasn't looking forward to going back, for various reasons, but all in all, it was an "ok" day.  Maggie is suffering from heat exhaustion and wouldn't drink or eat tonight. But thankfully the heat has subsided somewhat (it's around 19 degrees Celsius at 9pm), and there is a bit of a breeze now thank goodness.  Temperatures supposed to go up into the 30's again tomorrow.  If I didn't know better, I would say I was back in Oz!  Other than that, not else to report.  Have a great day/evening, stay cool/warm and safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-6722026765218011409?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/6722026765218011409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/01/beestings-insect-bites-and-ageing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/6722026765218011409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/6722026765218011409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/01/beestings-insect-bites-and-ageing.html' title='Beestings, insect bites and ageing'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-1857780131595484864</id><published>2008-01-02T18:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T19:23:46.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stole a Meme from a friend...</title><content type='html'>I saw this meme on a friend's blog (&lt;a href="http://bnormal.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://bnormal.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) and figured I would give some of the questions a go. It's bloody hot in the study, so only hope I can complete it before I pass out. Just kidding. It is hot though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What is in the back seat of your car right now&lt;/span&gt;? A fleece blanket (for emergencies! get your mind out of the gutter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When was the last time you threw up&lt;/span&gt;? About three years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What's your favorite curse word?&lt;/span&gt; Chunt. So expressive and not really a cuss word when you add "h" to it..GRIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Name 3 people who made you smile today?&lt;/span&gt; a woman at the supermarket, had a good chat about her family/grandies over xmas, sleeping on the floor etc, and how relieved she was that they had all gone home today!  She was so cheerful, couldn't help but smile.  Maggie, because she didn't try to bite me for once; A woman at a finance company when she told me the balance on an account (slowly getting there!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What were you doing at 8 a.m. this morning&lt;/span&gt;? Stumbling around the kitchen, and just remembered forgot to buy coffee. Dammit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What were you doing 30 minutes ago&lt;/span&gt;? Paying accounts online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Where were you born&lt;/span&gt;? New Zealand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Have you ever been to a strip club&lt;/span&gt;? No, not really, although went to an international male strip show once but it was done so tastefully and was a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What is the last thing you said aloud?&lt;/span&gt; Love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What is the best ice cream flavor&lt;/span&gt;? Feijoa or Malt made by Rush Munroe's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What was the last thing you had to drink&lt;/span&gt;? Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What are you wearing right now&lt;/span&gt;? T shirt and shorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What was the last thing you ate&lt;/span&gt;? whole grain sandwich with salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Have you bought any new clothes this week&lt;/span&gt;? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Where were you last&lt;/span&gt;? Up town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What's the last sporting event you watched&lt;/span&gt;? Never watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Who won?&lt;/span&gt; See above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Who is the last person you sent a comment/message on MySpace?&lt;/span&gt; I don't use MySpace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ever go camping&lt;/span&gt;? Yes, and hated it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Where do you live&lt;/span&gt;? North Island, New Zealand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What song are you listening to?&lt;/span&gt; Not at present, but listen a lot to a Celtic CD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Do you have a tan&lt;/span&gt;? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Do you drink your soda from a straw&lt;/span&gt;? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What did your last text message say?&lt;/span&gt; "Ok"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Who's your best friends&lt;/span&gt;? I have a lot of "best" friends, and don't want to single one out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What are you doing tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;? washing the car if it's cooler than today; putting oilstain on the deck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Where is your mom right now&lt;/span&gt;? Looking down on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Look to your right, what do you see&lt;/span&gt;? Photos, Pictures and my "Lucy" clock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What color is your watch?&lt;/span&gt; silver with brown strap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What do you think of when you think of Australia&lt;/span&gt;? HOT!!!!!! Lived there for many years and came home two years ago because the heat was just getting too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ever ridden on a roller coaster&lt;/span&gt;? No, and don't intend to, but then again, life is a roller coaster...right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What is your birthstone&lt;/span&gt;? Topaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Do you go in at a fast-food place or just hit the drive through&lt;/span&gt;? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What is your favorite number&lt;/span&gt;? 8, 11, 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Do you have a dog&lt;/span&gt;? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Last person you talked to on the phone&lt;/span&gt;? My daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Have you met anyone famous&lt;/span&gt;? Julian Clary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Any plans today?&lt;/span&gt; None,now that the shopping is done. Trying to keep cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;How many states have you lived in&lt;/span&gt;? Arizona, Texas, NSW Australia, New Zealand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ever go to college?&lt;/span&gt; Yes, but it's different in NZ; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Where are you right now&lt;/span&gt;? In the study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Biggest annoyance in your life right now&lt;/span&gt;? The amount of money I shell out each month and the need to rejig my budget for 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Are you in love with someone right now&lt;/span&gt;? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Are you allergic to anything&lt;/span&gt;? Nothing specifically&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Favorite pair of shoes?&lt;/span&gt; Reiker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Are you jealous of anyone&lt;/span&gt;? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Is anyone jealous of you&lt;/span&gt;? Who would know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Do any of your friends have children&lt;/span&gt;? Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Do you eat healthy&lt;/span&gt;? Hmmm, if I don't count butter, then yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What do you usually do during the day&lt;/span&gt;? Work 40hr week and then some at local hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Do you hate anyone right now&lt;/span&gt;? No, hate is a wasted negative energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Do you use the word 'hello' daily&lt;/span&gt;? Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;How old will you be turning on your next birthday&lt;/span&gt;? never you mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Have you ever been to Six Flags&lt;/span&gt;? The six what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;How did you get one of your scars (if you have any&lt;/span&gt;) One of my forehead, smacked it when bending down to get something out of the fridge at a hotel and stood up and whacked my head. It Hurt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made it, but that's all I'm going to post for today. Take care, stay safe.....:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-1857780131595484864?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/1857780131595484864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/01/stole-meme-from-friend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1857780131595484864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1857780131595484864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2008/01/stole-meme-from-friend.html' title='Stole a Meme from a friend...'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-562009179003998106</id><published>2007-12-31T15:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T15:41:28.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2008!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R3l94WdL9PI/AAAAAAAAACc/7Aopuv_R-FQ/s1600-h/backgarden1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150286055929017586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R3l94WdL9PI/AAAAAAAAACc/7Aopuv_R-FQ/s320/backgarden1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R3l94mdL9QI/AAAAAAAAACk/2Bw6X850VWA/s1600-h/2007_1231Garden20122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150286060223984898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R3l94mdL9QI/AAAAAAAAACk/2Bw6X850VWA/s320/2007_1231Garden20122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R3l942dL9RI/AAAAAAAAACs/5EUHzV3nrgw/s1600-h/2007_1231Garden20124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150286064518952210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R3l942dL9RI/AAAAAAAAACs/5EUHzV3nrgw/s320/2007_1231Garden20124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've had a lovely Xmas with family and friends, shared good times and generally enjoyed myself. My daughter came through and stayed until this morning. She is good company and we had some nice moments together. I'm on holiday until 7th which has been wonderful as I was feeling very jaded and somewhat discouraged by the time Xmas Eve rolled around. Work is busy, has many challenges and the pressure is sometimes more than enough to cope with. Overall I enjoy my job, but I could do without the BS that goes along with it, sadly though, that is part of any job, particularly a manager's one, so I have to take the good with the bad and hope it all comes out even at the end of the day and that I don't PO too many people along the way!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am leaving a couple of photos here for you to enjoy of my garden. It is coming along slowly, the monarch butterflies have been leaving lots of eggs on the swan plants, and I have seen some beautiful monarchs in my garden. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope you all had a lovely New Year wherever you may be. May 2008 bring you peace, happiness, love, and everything that you need.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XXXXXX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-562009179003998106?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/562009179003998106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-2008.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/562009179003998106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/562009179003998106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-2008.html' title='Happy 2008!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R3l94WdL9PI/AAAAAAAAACc/7Aopuv_R-FQ/s72-c/backgarden1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-9088570415053429549</id><published>2007-12-20T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T22:21:37.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Four more sleeps!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R2tbMWdL9OI/AAAAAAAAACU/wp4fJyBylho/s1600-h/white+xmas+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146307266945479906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R2tbMWdL9OI/AAAAAAAAACU/wp4fJyBylho/s320/white+xmas+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last night we had an earthquake. At just before 9pm, I noticed the Xmas tree moving and thought for a minute Maggie was trying to topple it over, then I remembered she was on the bed. Next, the sofa started moving...no, I wasn't drinking...everything started swaying and I realised it was an earthquake. I headed for the door, I know, I know, supposed to go under a table or stand undan inside door, but I wanted OUT!, so that's what I did. Stood on the deck and watched the windchimes (no wind, by the way), moving back and forth, back and forth. It seemed to last forever, but probably only a couple of minutes. For those of you who have never experienced one before, it's a little like being on a boat, feeling the floor beneath you move. Thankfully it wasn't a real jolting one, just swaying to and fro. Gisborne (further north/on the east coast) unfortunately got the worse of it. Apparently it was a 6.8 magnitude, about 50km out to sea. Gisborne is on the coast. It caused lots of damage in the city centre during Xmas shopping, so lots of panic as people tried to get away from buildings crashing, and shop fixtures falling and breaking. Thankfully not too many hurt. The local hospital lost power for around an hour. Today people are surveying the damage and seeing what they can salvage. I feel for the shopkeepers who's income is dependant on Xmas shoppers, but hopefully they are all insured. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The earthquake affected most of the east side of both islands, being felt from North of Gisborne, right down to the South Island in Dunedin. A sharp awakening and realisation that we are on the same fault line as San Francisco, and just as prone to nasty shocks. Hopefully we won't get any more, or if so, only little ones. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, that's my excitement for the day! Happy Holidays everyone!! Stay safe out there!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-9088570415053429549?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/9088570415053429549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/12/four-more-sleeps.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/9088570415053429549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/9088570415053429549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/12/four-more-sleeps.html' title='Four more sleeps!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R2tbMWdL9OI/AAAAAAAAACU/wp4fJyBylho/s72-c/white+xmas+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-6981884290693309901</id><published>2007-12-16T22:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T22:25:05.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok,here's my tree...honest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R2YVpGdL9NI/AAAAAAAAACM/kMmwBp9ONLM/s1600-h/2007_1215Wedding0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144823420169221330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R2YVpGdL9NI/AAAAAAAAACM/kMmwBp9ONLM/s320/2007_1215Wedding0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can honestly say this is my tree and all mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been really hot here today, and the study is muggy and uncomfortable, so not going to post anything more tonight. Except this picture to brighten up the blog with Xmas spirit! Not half as much fun as the bottle tree I suspect, but a whole lot sober! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-6981884290693309901?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/6981884290693309901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/12/okheres-my-treehonest.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/6981884290693309901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/6981884290693309901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/12/okheres-my-treehonest.html' title='Ok,here&apos;s my tree...honest'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R2YVpGdL9NI/AAAAAAAAACM/kMmwBp9ONLM/s72-c/2007_1215Wedding0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-2802118584358959905</id><published>2007-12-09T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T23:44:38.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You wanna tree, you gotta tree....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R1zuH-FUBEI/AAAAAAAAACE/QyIr-2j6-28/s1600-h/bottle+xmas+tree.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142246695242040386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R1zuH-FUBEI/AAAAAAAAACE/QyIr-2j6-28/s320/bottle+xmas+tree.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merry Xmas TJ!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-2802118584358959905?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/2802118584358959905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-wanna-tree-you-gotta-tree.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/2802118584358959905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/2802118584358959905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-wanna-tree-you-gotta-tree.html' title='You wanna tree, you gotta tree....'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R1zuH-FUBEI/AAAAAAAAACE/QyIr-2j6-28/s72-c/bottle+xmas+tree.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-1283298362762105067</id><published>2007-12-08T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T11:51:32.266-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jingle Bells'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Xmas Trees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ho Ho Ho'/><title type='text'>Getting Closer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R1rzj-FUBDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/aGTVvmWbZ08/s1600-h/Christmas+Cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141689723883095090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R1rzj-FUBDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/aGTVvmWbZ08/s200/Christmas+Cats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R1rys-FUBCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vOAyV8EbxI8/s1600-h/Resize+Xmas+Tree.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well, I haven't quite got to putting my Xmas tree up yet, but this at least is a start. It's a cute picture. Can't remember where I borrowed it from though, Will try and find out and acknowledge the author!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It's been crazy busy here. I was off two days last week with a viral infection, work is busy, staff are scratchy, I'm about to give them a scratching post and getting just a tad fed up with all the gripes and groans.   Roll on Xmas Eve and the start of a break for me, thank goodness.  My niece gets married next week and my sister is unwell also. So between running around at work, working backstage on a musical (which closed last night, thank goodness), being sick, doing things for my sister, and having absolutely no time for house work, gardens and "me" time, I'm just a tad scratchy and tired myself!  I've still got shopping to do, presents to buy (and wrap) and no money to buy them with!  Stressed??!!!!! Me???!!! Nah....just in need of a good stiff drink.  Other than that I'm fine. GRIN!  It &lt;em&gt;will &lt;/em&gt;be lovely to see my nieces and nephews, along with assorted children, and Xmas day at my sisters is fun. Around 30 of us this year for sit down dinner, always a squeeze, but lots to celebrate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well, I don't have time to sit here chatting, I have work to do! So will sign off for now. Hopefully next time I will have a photo of the Xmas tree up and sparkling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;See you then.....xxxxxoooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-1283298362762105067?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/1283298362762105067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/12/getting-closer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1283298362762105067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1283298362762105067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/12/getting-closer.html' title='Getting Closer!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/R1rzj-FUBDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/aGTVvmWbZ08/s72-c/Christmas+Cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-6972677282581590848</id><published>2007-11-20T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:08:51.328-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neighbourly bribery'/><title type='text'>Are you impressed yet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now you have to be impressed because this is the third post in a week and that's pretty good for me.  I am sitting in my study looking out onto the garden. The roses are gorgeous, it is peaceful and quiet, with the only sound being an occasional bird twittering.  I'm making friends with Sky, the dog that belongs to the next door neighbours.  She's very territorial particularly when anyone passes her property, and especially when I'm trying to get the mail out of the letter box which is unfortunately fixed to "her" fence. I've had to move fast a few times to avoid my hand becoming her meal.  Can't blame her I guess, but it is very disconcerting.  So I figured, bribery is the best form of defence.  I've started giving her a doggie biscuit every night, she pokes her head through a hole in the fence, and takes it very gently, so she's not such a bad dog, just very protective of her family.  But I'm not stupid enough to think I could walk through her gate and not get eaten. I have a healthy desire to live a few more years yet.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm working backstage for a local theatre group who are doing a musical based on a guy who owns a cafe, music is good, the singing.....well, that's entirely another story and best I don't mention it here.   Suffice it to say, roll on 8th December. That's the final night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, that's enough from me.  Be safe. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-6972677282581590848?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/6972677282581590848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/11/are-you-impressed-yet.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/6972677282581590848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/6972677282581590848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/11/are-you-impressed-yet.html' title='Are you impressed yet?'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-3847066558602183900</id><published>2007-11-16T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T20:39:18.216-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wake Up Cat'/><title type='text'>Wake Up Cat</title><content type='html'>Check this out. For cat lovers everywhere. it's a real hoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll may have to copy and paste the link, as I don't know how to do it the fancy way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GmwqpHsMExg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GmwqpHsMExg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-3847066558602183900?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/3847066558602183900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/11/wake-up-cat.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/3847066558602183900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/3847066558602183900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/11/wake-up-cat.html' title='Wake Up Cat'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-4697347003376992982</id><published>2007-11-16T20:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T20:30:23.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday was way too short!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/Rz5o3Nj0J5I/AAAAAAAAABk/RjGmZ_C4bXI/s1600-h/2007_1110melbourne0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133655922990917522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/Rz5o3Nj0J5I/AAAAAAAAABk/RjGmZ_C4bXI/s200/2007_1110melbourne0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;My trip to Melbourne was four days and nights jam packed with walking around the city, eating out (one spectacularly bad meal, and the rest really great). I found Melbourne a little sad this time around, mainly because all the water features, fountains and man-made lakes had been drained or turned off because of the drought. It was particularly significant at St Kilda's beach where it was evident that the big ferns and cabbage trees were slowly dying. The best part of course was spending great times with TJ and James, catching up on all the goss, sharing what had been going on in our lives since we had last met, and generally just thoroughly enjoying being together once again.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;The flies were particularly aggravating: We had to douse ourselves in Armaguard to keep the damn things from flying into our eyes and mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I went for a power walk some mornings and that was really enjoyable as it gave me a chance to see all the people going to work and just feeling a tad smug that it didn't have to be me (at least not for a few days or so), although I paid for it later (got told off for not telling my friends where I was going. ((I &lt;em&gt;did,&lt;/em&gt; he just didn't hear..GRIN! and my feet really let me know I had done too much)). Other than that, walked for what seemed like miles, shopped and bought some nice tops, an I-pod (so I can listen to music when I'm walking) , Armistead Maupins latest book (Michael Tolliver Lives) and found the complete set of DVD's of "Tales of the City", so can't wait till a "do nothing" day so I can sit and watch the whole series. Yay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Had a wonderful time with TJ and James, it was great to catch up, we had some really funny times and I laughed till I cried, took some great photos (when I finally figured out that I had replaced two old batteries with another two old batteries and that's why the damn thing wouldn't work), but having got over that little hiccough, the photos came out quite well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I was upgraded to Business Class on the flight home, as had some free airpoints, mind you it took nearly an hour and a half to get it sorted. I stood at the Air New Zealand Service desk for 40 minutes before any staff showed up. The Qantas staff who were also checking people in there, were just plain rude. I bit my tongue, but I think I gave them my "look"because I heard one of them saying "she's getting a little annoyed".  Anyway, to cut a long story shorter, one of the Air NZ staff went to a lot of trouble to sort it all out, and then told me to go to the Koru Lounge where I had a nice quick breakfast and coffee.  I was upstairs in the plane in one of the seats that folds down into a bed, so it was very enjoyable, the meal was very nice (as were the one or two drinks I had!). Wish I could do it every time I fly, but very grateful that I got to do it this time round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Priscilla: Queen of the Desert: The Musical"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was outstanding!! I cannot speak highly enough of the set design, costumes, choreography, and the complete Ensemble of actors, actresses and crew.  It is going to the Westend eventually, and I am telling everyone to go see it before it leaves Australia.  It is an experience of a lifetime. Don't miss it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Well, that's about it for me.  The reason I am posting today, is because I went to TJ's site and on talking about our trip, he put a link to this Blog, so I went into a panic and came over here to post something!  He will pay for my anxiety attack! Oh btw, this is the address to his Blog!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bnormal.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://bnormal.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Anyway, that's it for me, take care, stay safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;XXOOO until next time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-4697347003376992982?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/4697347003376992982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/11/holiday-was-way-too-short.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/4697347003376992982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/4697347003376992982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/11/holiday-was-way-too-short.html' title='Holiday was way too short!!!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/Rz5o3Nj0J5I/AAAAAAAAABk/RjGmZ_C4bXI/s72-c/2007_1110melbourne0029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-912483718577614142</id><published>2007-11-05T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T01:08:30.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guy Fawkes in New Zealand</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's Guy Fawkes, fireworks, crackers, noise, frightened animals and little kids, fires, stupidity, animal cruelty. Just some of the things I hate about Guy Fawkes.  Maggie has hidden either under the bed or in the wardrobe for the last four nights, and if history is anything to go by, will do so for the next week or two until everyone has lit their final cracker. She becomes paralysed with fear, and for a very feisty cat normally, that's showing just how frightened she becomes. It is a stupid custom, while it was harmless years ago when we were kids, when everyone was supervised, now it's anyone and his uncle, the fireworks have got bigger and more dangerous.  The government made it that the firworks could only be sold to 18yrs and over and could only be sold four days before the event this year, instead of a week or so, and is threatening to ban them altogether if there are any "events" this year. Let's see: last night a factory was burnt down (allegedly fireworks); a firecracker went into the crowd at a "supervised display' and a child ended up in hospital with burns; and two pyrotechnics got burnt; so as far as I'm concerned, I say to the government, bring it on. Shortening the time span in which they can be bought won't stop the stupidity, they'll just have longer to set them off after the official night anyway.  Let's spend our money on something worthwhile that lasts, instead of it all going up in smoke.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am I a killjoy? Yep. Got a problem with that? I'm sure everyone working in emergency departments, and fire departments around the country would join me and I'd be in very good company.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So Happy Guy Fawkes. Not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-912483718577614142?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/912483718577614142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/11/guy-fawkes-in-new-zealand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/912483718577614142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/912483718577614142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/11/guy-fawkes-in-new-zealand.html' title='Guy Fawkes in New Zealand'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-535900796096857500</id><published>2007-10-24T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T00:49:51.501-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wind'/><title type='text'>Wind Wind and More Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/Rx74C8TsDJI/AAAAAAAAABc/ocoFS65BXXo/s1600-h/Moira+Angel+butterfly.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boy, has the wind been blowing or what. New Zealand has been battered up and down both Islands in the past few days, with the South getting the brunt of it, but yesterday we had severe wind in Hawkes Bay up to 130km per hour. Caravans and trucks overturned. Luckily no-one severely injured. I drove down to Palmerston North with colleagues for a conference, and we were warned that the road back to HB was closed. But thankfully we managed to get through, albeit it took much longer as had to slow down to 50km/ph in some places. I thought the car was going to be airborne a couple of times, scarey. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feel for the people in California. They must be going through hell right now, and having been through similar experiences with bushfires when living in Australia, I can relate to their fear and anxiety. Pray that it eases soon for everyone. USA is really getting a battering though the last few years, especially with the weather.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not much else happening on the home front. Talked to my grand daughter tonight, she sounds so grown up. 15 already. Can't believe the years are flying past so fast. Makes me feel quite jaded. Work very busy following our four day holiday weekend, trying to catch up and not really getting anywhere fast. Ah well, can only do what I can do, and have learnt over the past two years not to stress because it's just not worth it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Happy days. Talk later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-535900796096857500?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/535900796096857500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/10/wind-wind-and-more-wind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/535900796096857500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/535900796096857500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/10/wind-wind-and-more-wind.html' title='Wind Wind and More Wind'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-7897276336166202449</id><published>2007-10-20T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T00:04:06.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rose amongst the thorns, or a thorn amonst the roses?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123681307786480770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/Rxr5AMTsDII/AAAAAAAAABU/thkeBOfmmoM/s200/Maggie+resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday again. Maggie posed so beautifully for this photo that I couldn't resist it. It's Labour weekend in New Zealand, so I'm enjoying a few extra days off work, which has come just at the right time as have been feeling very tired of late.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's been a gorgeous day here, although the last two days have been variable, with winds up to 130km an hour and some fast and furious (but short lived) rain. I have been taking some "me" time, by sitting sewing for most of the day, stopping for the occasional coffee and snack. It's now 7.30pm, and the sun is dipping on the horizon. Maggie is asleep on the sofa (though keeping one eye out for her boyfriend, who hasn't been around much the last few days. Men are so fickle). Carlos, on the other hand, bailed her up a few nights ago, only to be chased off by me, and then sat on one side of the ranchslider last night (with Maggie hissing and spitting on the inside). Me thinks she doesn't like him much.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spent some time out in the garden yesterday before the rain came, and have weeded yet again, they are tenacious little sods. The gardner came on Friday and dug out the rest of the roots from the garden around the back, that was being choked by ivy, pulled out a stump, and removed quite a substantial amount of ivy that was growing all over the garage. Getting there slowly but surely.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sister in law came around yesterday. She lost her husband two months ago. You might remember me mentioning it in a previous blog? She bought me the most beautiful mohair throw. It's warm, rich mulberry wine colour, and so soft. A complete surprise, I was very touched. She is a lovely woman who has been through a lot, but has wonderful support in her family, especially her three daughters, so while she may not feel like it at present, she is blessed in many ways. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh by the way, in my last blog I said that I was arriving in Melbourne on Cup Day. My mistake. I'm actually arriving on the Wednesday. Sorry to cause a minor panic, guys! See you in 18 more sleeps!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stay safe, happy and healthy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XXOO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-7897276336166202449?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/7897276336166202449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/10/rose-amongst-thorns-or-thorn-amonst.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/7897276336166202449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/7897276336166202449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/10/rose-amongst-thorns-or-thorn-amonst.html' title='A Rose amongst the thorns, or a thorn amonst the roses?!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/Rxr5AMTsDII/AAAAAAAAABU/thkeBOfmmoM/s72-c/Maggie+resize.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-4871677885727055021</id><published>2007-10-11T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T00:25:36.938-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Priorities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obsessions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Bloody Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/Rw8giMTsDHI/AAAAAAAAABM/iEIafGl_g_U/s1600-h/pink+candle.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120347073134988402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/Rw8giMTsDHI/AAAAAAAAABM/iEIafGl_g_U/s200/pink+candle.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So, it's been a hard week for Kiwis. We lost at the World Cup rugby to France; small consolation, if you believe the fans, is that Australia also lost. Now excuse me for saying this, but aren't we just a tad way too obsessed with sports in both countries? Honestly, the amount of discussion, angst, dissection, anger, national headlines, major news stories, talk back radio that has been going on ad-nauseum this week is getting on my wick. You'd think we had nothing else of importance going on here. For instance, child abuse. We are fourth highest in the world, and that isn't anything to be proud of. We have a high incidence of poor health amongst Maori; Drugs and Alcohol fuel our young people, there is more violence, both domestic and general, again fuelled by D&amp;A; Boy racers that in my opinion are obnoxious and who don't give a damn for anyone but themselves and their stupid zouped up cars and who should be taken off the roads, car and all. Our priorities are all wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So, for those fans who think it's the end of the world because we lost a bloody rugby game. I have one thing to say. Get over it. Move on. Ok, that was two things, but it's my blog, so I can say what I like. (within reason)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Having said that, let's move on: (practice what you preach):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The weather has been variable, hot and muggy one day, reaching for the jersey the next. My roses are starting to sprout buds, the lavender bushes are looking gorgeous. The aromas from flowers, buds, lavender is just wonderful, especially early morning and in the evenings. I love this time of year. It lifts my spirits like no other season. I've planted four lettuce plants, the first vege I have ever planted. Can't wait to see if they grow, or if the butterlies and snails get 'em. Will keep you posted on that one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Maggie is starting to venture outdoors a little more, though had to bust up a fight last night (Carlos again). But here's the thing: She has another boyfriend! She had one when we lived in Oz: a stray tabby unneutered male with a huge (testosterone) head, and the biggest kahunas on a male cat I have ever seen! She adored him, wench. Thank god she was speyed. But he was too wild to catch and tame, despite leaving cat traps out every night, so unfortunately I had to leave him behind. My neighbour very kindly took up the task of feeding him every night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Maggie's new beau is gorgeous, very fluffy, dainty and black. He beguiles her from a distance and then slowly approaches, one paw at a time, walking off to the side of her, so that he doesn't startle her, and then they sit, not talking, but aware that each is present, eating grass, studiously washing themselves,and pretending not to notice. Fascinating creatures, cats. They can wake the whole neighbourhood with their dreadful screaming, screeching fights, and then take up with whoever they damn well please, whenever they damn well please, with narry a care or thought for anyone else. And really why should they. It's a feline world, theirs to do with what they will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In exactly 26 days I fly to Melbourne and arrive on Melbourne Cup Day. I'm not going for the horse racing, couldn't care a less about it. But I &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; meeting friends who are flying up to Melbourne from Hobart. We're going to see the musical "Priscilla: Queen of the Desert". For anyone who saw the film, this apparently is a must-see and the production is from all accounts, quite spectacular. Somewhere in the four days that we are there, we will be doing a spot of retail therapy (nieces wedding in December, Xmas coming up), some nice meals, and whatever else that takes our fancy. The guys will want to go to the casino, and I, of course, will have to drag myself along behind them, tut tutting all the way, and will be forced to put a dollar or two in some funny looking little machine, that apparently, if you're very, very good, will spit it back out at you, along with a lot of other little dollars or two. Fascinating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ok, well that's my lot for this week (probably month).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Stay well, safe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's Breast Cancer awareness month. Check them out. You may save a life. Your own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Take care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;XXXXXXOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-4871677885727055021?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/4871677885727055021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/10/bloody-hell.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/4871677885727055021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/4871677885727055021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/10/bloody-hell.html' title='Bloody Hell'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/Rw8giMTsDHI/AAAAAAAAABM/iEIafGl_g_U/s72-c/pink+candle.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-5540256405883708282</id><published>2007-07-25T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T01:29:41.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine at last</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/RqcH9cQkM1I/AAAAAAAAABE/fVjKQKoZlFE/s1600-h/Clocktower+Hastings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091046655904723794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/RqcH9cQkM1I/AAAAAAAAABE/fVjKQKoZlFE/s200/Clocktower+Hastings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This photo is of the main street. In 1931 a massive earthquake levelled Napier and Hastings, and most of the shops in the town were demolished including the clock tower. The clock tower was rebuilt as the townfolk missed the chimes. It chimes every fifteen minutes and on the hour and is a feature for anyone living in Hastings, and for thousands of visitors every year, along with the Spanish Mission and Art Deco buildings. The clock tower has been there since&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the last two days we have had some sunshine in the Bay, after two weeks of solid, drenching, flooding rain. Bit of a relief all round. I feel for the farmers who have lost lambs and other animals, as well as crops. A few weeks ago we were desperate for rain and the farmers again were losing crop due to the drought, as well as finding they had to put out their winter feed early. Now we have the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least we didn't get as hit hard as in the UK, my heart goes out to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, what's new. Spent $400 on new tyres today. That hurt. But at least car is now all ready for my road trip with friends next week. Can't wait for them to get here and see my hometown. We will head North after a few days to Taupo, Rotorua, then all going well, will head across the North Island towards the East coast of the North Island, which I'm told is very pretty, and to my shame, I have never been there. So it will be a first for all of us. (don't forget to bring your togs!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Maggie will spend some time in the luxurious Cat Hotel, complete with three tiered living quarters, outside run, and inside play room. And she complains anyway. She is really enjoying winter this year and spends most of her days on the bed, or in whatever sunny spot she can find. Has the bladder of a rhinocerous, in that she can hold it in for 24 hours if need be, rather than go out in the cold/rain. And has never, ever messed inside, so for that I am truly grateful. Even makes me like her that little bit more...of course, she's still cranky and can be spiteful, but guess can't have everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is fairly calm at the moment, though hard to tell some days. One thing I am doing for myself, is to get out of there at a reasonable time, rather than working back, and this is helping to put some space between work and home time. The Hospital has been in Code Red recently, which means no beds at all left, anywhere. Some patients are being nursed in corridors which is not in the least an ideal situation, but at least they are in hospital where they need to be. If it was my mother or father, I know I wouldn't like it, so hard for all concerned really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest "news" in the local front is some people from Napier who have bought sections in a new subdivision and are kicking up a storm because when they bought the section, the suburb was going to be called Parkland Estate. However, the local council and Maori representative group have decided (along with the national body who apparently has to give approval for the name of streets/suburbs, etc) that it will be called a Maori name, which is not going down at all well with the local yokels. Some even daring to say that it gives a poor impression of the suburb and will reduce house prices. Move on people, find a bridge and get over it. Or better still...&lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; move on, elsewhere, some other town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go and watch "The Closer". Just love that saccharin sweet detective from the South. Yes m'am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-5540256405883708282?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/5540256405883708282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/07/sunshine-at-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/5540256405883708282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/5540256405883708282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/07/sunshine-at-last.html' title='Sunshine at last'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/RqcH9cQkM1I/AAAAAAAAABE/fVjKQKoZlFE/s72-c/Clocktower+Hastings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-9160425332684198937</id><published>2007-07-14T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T17:16:28.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit of Fun</title><content type='html'>A friend posted this on his Blog, (thanks TJ!) so I unashamedly copied it and pasted it here for you.  The things I have done are in blue, some are self explanatory, others I don't care to elaborate on. GRIN!! 52 out of 89 isn't bad though!&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to copy/paste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.    &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bought everyone in the pub/bar a drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2.    &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Climbed a mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3.     Held a tarantula.&lt;br /&gt;4.    &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Taken a candlelit bath with someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.    &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Been in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6.     Broken someone's heart&lt;br /&gt;7.    &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Had your heart broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8.     Done a striptease&lt;br /&gt;9.     Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stayed up all night long, and watched the sun rise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12. Seen the Northern Lights&lt;br /&gt;13. Gone to a huge sports game&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Grown and eaten your own vegetables&lt;br /&gt;15. Slept under the stars&lt;br /&gt;16. Changed a baby's diaper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;17. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon&lt;br /&gt;18. Watched a meteor shower&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gotten drunk on champagne&lt;br /&gt;20. Given money to charity&lt;br /&gt;21. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope&lt;br /&gt;22. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment&lt;br /&gt;23. Had a food fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;24. Bet on a winning horse&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Taken a sick day when you're not ill&lt;br /&gt;26. Had a snowball fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;27. Photocopied your butt or any other intimate body part&lt;br /&gt;28.&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Held a lamb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;29. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gone skinny dipping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;30. Taken an ice cold shower&lt;br /&gt;31. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Seen a total eclipse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;32. Ridden a roller coaster&lt;br /&gt;33. Hit a home run&lt;br /&gt;34. Been arrested&lt;br /&gt;35. Visited all 50 states&lt;br /&gt;36. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Taken care of someone who was shit faced&lt;br /&gt;37. Stolen a street/highway sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;38. Backpacked in Europe&lt;br /&gt;39. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Taken a road-trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;40. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Taken a midnight walk on the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;41. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;42.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Milked a cow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;43. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alphabetised your records&lt;br /&gt;44. Sung karaoke&lt;br /&gt;45. Lounged around in bed all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;46. Gone scuba diving&lt;br /&gt;47. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Danced in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;48. Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;br /&gt;49. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Started a business&lt;br /&gt;50. Gotten married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;51. Been in a movie&lt;br /&gt;52. Crashed a party&lt;br /&gt;53. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;54. Had sex at the office&lt;br /&gt;55. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Made cookies from scratch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;56. Gotten a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;57. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Been on television&lt;br /&gt;58. Had sex a public place&lt;br /&gt;59. Got so drunk you don't remember anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;60. Recorded music&lt;br /&gt;61. Had a one-night stand&lt;br /&gt;62. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Bought a house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;63. Shaved or waxed your pubic hair off&lt;br /&gt;64. Been on a cruise ship&lt;br /&gt;65. Spoken more than one language fluently&lt;br /&gt;66. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Bounced a cheque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;67. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Called or written your Member of Parliament&lt;br /&gt;68. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over&lt;br /&gt;69. Sang loudly by yourself in the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;70. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wrote articles for a large publication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;71. Piloted an airplane&lt;br /&gt;72. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Helped an animal give birth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Been fired or laid off from a job&lt;br /&gt;74. Won money on a T.V. game show&lt;br /&gt;75. Broken a bone&lt;br /&gt;76. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ridden a motorcycle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Had a body part of yours below the neck pierced&lt;br /&gt;78. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol&lt;br /&gt;79. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ridden a horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;80. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Had major surgery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;81. Had sex on a moving train&lt;br /&gt;82. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Slept through an entire flight: takeoff, flight, and landing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Visited foreign countries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;84. Visited all 7 continents&lt;br /&gt;85. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eaten sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;86. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;87. Parasailed&lt;br /&gt;88. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Changed your name&lt;br /&gt;89. Dyed your hair&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-9160425332684198937?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/9160425332684198937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/07/bit-of-fun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/9160425332684198937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/9160425332684198937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/07/bit-of-fun.html' title='A bit of Fun'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-3168830572420112330</id><published>2007-07-14T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T17:07:42.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday musings</title><content type='html'>Hello again. It's been a busy, rather sad and emotional week.  I have spent the last two weeks supporting my sister in law who has been at the bedside of her husband, Shorty.  He sadly passed away on Friday, peacefully thank goodness, as he has had a rough passage this last few months.  If any man is reading this Blog, then please heed this.  Although there is no cure yet for prostate cancer, if detected early, it has a good chance of being put into long term remission Get your prostate checked, especially if there has been other members of your family with prostate cancer, but more importantly, because all of us need to have health checks, especially as we get older.. Its a quick procedure, albeit a little unpleasant, to have it checked, but it may be your life saver. Take a look at this website for more information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.prostatecancerfoundation.org/site/"&gt;http://www.prostatecancerfoundation.org/site/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie has cost me another $80 this week as she apparently took umbrage at the neighbourhood bastard cat. She has lost some claws on her front paws, and was sorry for herself for a day or two. She's avoiding me at the moment because she knows I have to stick a tablet down her throat soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been cold and wet here this past week, though if any of you have been watching the news, you may have noticed up North has had it much worse, with flooding totally destroying many houses in different towns.  Some people are still without power, after six days. A lot of these properties are in flood prone areas, and now residents are not only facing having to rebuild their lives, but also being told that they will be uninsurable if they decide to rebuild there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished painting the guest room, and it is looking really lovely, if I may say so myself, and as long as people don't too &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;too closely,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I think I've done a pretty good job overall! Bought some bedside lights, and a few other bits and pieces, pictures on the wall etc.  The next big job is the mistress (yep, I said mistress, rather than master!) bedroom which is a rather dark navy blue, and way too gloomy for my liking. Not sure what colour I'll do in there, but will keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, about time for me to go and make busy, or read a book. Tough choice. Not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-3168830572420112330?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/3168830572420112330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/07/sunday-musings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/3168830572420112330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/3168830572420112330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/07/sunday-musings.html' title='Sunday musings'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-7907197641754200870</id><published>2007-07-07T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T15:40:56.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday morning, I feel fine!</title><content type='html'>Good morning from Godzone country! It's a beautiful sunny Sunday morning, a tad chilly, but otherwise looking pretty good out there. So why am I inside? Well, I just decided I needed to tidy up the study, send some emails, post a blog, pay some accounts, hang out the washing. What's wrong with this picture?!  Oh well, it has to be done, so I'm just getting on with it. My garden is really looking very drab, but planted lots of spring bulbs a few weeks ago so once they start sprouting when the weather gets warmer, it will look better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie (she who must be obeyed) spends her days outside, if it's sunny, but the slightest touch of rain, and listen lady, I ain't going out in that. Got it? Now, where's the nearest patch of sun, or warm bed. I should be so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been better this week, maybe because I'm feeling better in myself and learning not to take everything on board or sweat the small stuff.  As someone said, "pick your battles", otherwise just let it go. I'm getting better at it day by day. Of course, there's always a risk that I could miss something majorly that I should have sorted out, but I figure a few glasses of brandy and dry will take care of how I'm feeling about it. (preferably not in work time though. Not a good look to be discovered swigging from a bottle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tornados hit the west coast of the North Island this past week causing wide spread damage and a state of emergency, with houses levelled, and power cuts which people don't need in winter. Now here's the thing. I have, for years, boasted that NZ isn't hit by tornados, doesn't have extremes of weather, and is paradise personified.  Ok, well, &lt;strong&gt;it is&lt;/strong&gt; paradise personified, I got that part right, but I wasn't aware that we got tornados until just recently. We do. Go figure.  Our local weatherperson/man/?woman, has assured those living in my neck of the woods that they don't affect the eastern seaboard, so apparently I am safe. But the way the global weather has changed over the past few years, I'm maintaining a healthy scepticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok guys, that's about it for this week.  Hope everyone is safe/warm or cool and staying out of trouble. If not, find a dugout and dig in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-7907197641754200870?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/7907197641754200870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/07/sunday-morning-i-feel-fine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/7907197641754200870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/7907197641754200870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/07/sunday-morning-i-feel-fine.html' title='Sunday morning, I feel fine!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-6048932481077159957</id><published>2007-07-03T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T23:53:30.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buggar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/RotDOKT2UNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/xue72KL_y7Y/s1600-h/Great+Animal+Photos.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;They won. Buggar, buggar, buggar.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Oh well, onwards and upwards. Never let it be said that Kiwis are poor losers. We pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and start all over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;2011 Here We Come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-6048932481077159957?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/6048932481077159957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/07/buggar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/6048932481077159957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/6048932481077159957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/07/buggar.html' title='Buggar'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-696409482152653434</id><published>2007-06-30T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T20:33:54.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is running out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4-2 to Alinghi. Alinghi only need to win one more race and it's all over for Team NZ.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last chance for Team New Zealand to get back into the race.  Need I say more?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buggar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-696409482152653434?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/696409482152653434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/06/time-is-running-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/696409482152653434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/696409482152653434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/06/time-is-running-out.html' title='Time is running out!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-4483509186586129743</id><published>2007-06-29T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T20:30:22.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on Team NZ!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/RoV3RKT2UMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/MHrpD1FHg4M/s1600-h/2007_0628June070006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081598891266560194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/RoV3RKT2UMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/MHrpD1FHg4M/s200/2007_0628June070006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm doing this blog in red, because Kiwis wear red socks, and adorn their workplaces with them during the Americas Cup race. The tradition started back in the 1980's when Peter Blake's wife gave him red socks to wear during the Cup races, and New Zealand went on to win it! So since then, everytime the cup races come around, that's what we do, and I think it's a neat tradition!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yesterday wasn't a good day for the Kiwi boat unforunately. The sail had a rip in it when they tried to change sails, and then it got caught up in the rigging, which meant they lost a very valuable lead over Allinghi, and unfortunately didn't regain it. The score stands at 3-2 to Allinghi. We need to make up time with the next few races so that we bring the Cup home to NZ. Notice I said "bring" and not "if"....it's all about how you perceive it, and the law of attraction. Believe it will happen, that it has already happened and it will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This photo is the front reception at the outpatients department at the Hospital in New Zealand where I work. And yes, I am just a tad obsessed, but I'm not alone! Red Sox Rule!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Onwards and upwards Lads!! We're all behind you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-4483509186586129743?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/4483509186586129743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/06/come-on-team-nz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/4483509186586129743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/4483509186586129743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/06/come-on-team-nz.html' title='Come on Team NZ!!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/RoV3RKT2UMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/MHrpD1FHg4M/s72-c/2007_0628June070006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-1065177197074181067</id><published>2007-06-22T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T22:20:32.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Cold!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Saturday afternoon, just after 4pm, and I swear we had flurries of snow here today, it's that cold and windy, but of course, it could also be wishful thinking, suffice it to say, winter has truly arrived this past week and we had four seasons in one day. Oh well, can't ever complain that living here is boring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Work continues to be busy, stressful, and some days it's like pushing a bloody great mountain up hill, with little reward when you get to the top because the sodding thing rolls back downwards, and flattens me in more ways than one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Let's see, what else is happening. My garden is a mess (thanks to the wind, leaves) but I'll have to tidy it up before the beginning of August as my friends arrive from Hobart, so want it to look nice for them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Miss Maggie Moggie is as we speak, under the quilt on the bed, and has been since 8pm last night. She has the bladder of a rhinocerous and has never messed inside. I don't know how she does it. Yes I do. She's tortoishell, or in some countries they are called "calico cat". She's stubborn, feisty, a complete bitch some days, (most days), and has tested my patience to the max. And yet she's still here. God knows why, I've wished her into the next life more than once. She has a distant cousin in Oz, and I swear I think they communicate telepathically, because when one is in the midst of a cat fight in one country, you can be sure the same thing is happening in the other. I can't afford the vet bills for much longer. It's either me or her....or maybe send her to Oz????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now what else? I'm painting my guest bedroom, and I have to admit that whereas five years ago I would have completed it all in one day; last weekend I managed to get one coat on before I collapsed in a heap with aches and muscle pain from head to toe, nothing that a good soak in the bath didn't fix, but annoyed me to hell that I had to admit defeat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll let you know how the second coat goes......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Went out for lunch last weekend with three friends (two new, and one that I have known for over 20 years). There's something very comforting in lunching with girlfriends, gossiping, laughing and eating good food. Very enjoyable. We now have a regular monthly booking, which I look forward to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This really is quite an uninteresting post today, just really bringing you up to speed with the last few weeks, nothing major, just living my life the best way I can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Going to sign off for now and leave you with this quotation from Henry D Thoreau, an American philosopher and teacher who wrote hundreds of essays about life, of which nature was one of his passions. I found this inscription on a wall plaque which bought inscribed on a wall plaque that hangs in my kitchen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"Go Confidently in the direction of your dreams, live the life that you're imagined"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And that's what I'm now attempting to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Stay safe, well, and happy until next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-1065177197074181067?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/1065177197074181067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-cold.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1065177197074181067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1065177197074181067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-cold.html' title='It&apos;s Cold!!!!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-8239061020122387824</id><published>2007-06-07T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T00:32:13.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teensy Weensy error in last post!</title><content type='html'>Ok, alright, already, I admit I made a teensy mistake.  I am very proud to say that the Kiwis did win the Cup, but not the America's Cup &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;just yet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; They &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DID &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;win 5-0 to take the Louis Vuitton Cup last night, and that is bloody awesome! So there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I can relax now that I've tidied up that little mistake. But be warned, we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WILL! win the America's Cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  In fifteen days the races begin all over again against the current winners (Alinghi) , but we intend to bring it Home! so watch this space people! Nitenite......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-8239061020122387824?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/8239061020122387824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/06/teensy-weensy-error-in-last-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/8239061020122387824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/8239061020122387824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/06/teensy-weensy-error-in-last-post.html' title='Teensy Weensy error in last post!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-1021078903406451873</id><published>2007-06-03T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T18:00:01.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Chill Or not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/RmNiWlTdqRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nD_bu0IZ9Qw/s1600-h/2007_0504may070021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072005745459702034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/RmNiWlTdqRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nD_bu0IZ9Qw/s200/2007_0504may070021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/RmNhZ1TdqQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1ez512bvE4Y/s1600-h/2007_0603June070019.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Winter is definately starting to bite, but there is still some colour and perfume in the garden as I discovered with these lovely flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have finally risen above the mountain of work that I have been doing, long enough to at least post a "hello"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To say that life throws me challenges would be an understatement. Just when I had decided I wouldn't do any study this year, and have a "me" year, the hospital I work at decided that my nursing portfolio had to be submitted by the end of May. So for the last six weeks I have been preparing, writing, rewriting and then writing again, gathering evidence of which a lot of it had to be validated by someone else, and testimonials, until the A4 Filemaster folder was not only full, but full to overflowing and I had to start a new one. I finally submitted Folders 1 &amp; 2 last Monday, and all I can say is that over the last weekend, I spent nearly 20 hours at the computer, and by 10pm on Sunday night, I felt physically ill, had a migraine, but the goddamn thing was finished! Handed it in last Monday and now await the verdict of whether I have passed. Happy reading to the secret person who gets to assess me. Why secret? Don't even get me started on that one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I can hear you saying. Why did it have to be done? Well in New Zealand registered nurses have to show they are competent to practice, ok that sounds pretty simplistic and not that hard to do. Right? Right......so Four domains later (Clinical Practice, Communication, Management and Professionalism", a total of 49 separate competencies and areas of which I had to provide evidence for every single one of them). Overkill? Well, I'll let you be the judge of that. but I am happy to say that I believe I am competent to practice at Level 4 of the NZ Nursing Council competencies. Of couse where my hospital believes it is another matter. I'll wait until my folder gets returned. Watch this space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that, everything here is fine. Am looking forward to a visit from good friends in August. They live in Tasmania, which is a beautiful spot and reminds me very much of Goddozone Kiwiland. It will be lovely as haven't seen them for over a year, although we talk frequently on the phone, but not quite the same as in person!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh by the way, the Kiwis are three races down and only have to win two more before we can claim back the American's Cup! GO KIWI!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And on that happy note I will sign out for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care, stay safe, warm (or cool), be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XXXOOOOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-1021078903406451873?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/1021078903406451873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/06/winter-chill-or-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1021078903406451873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/1021078903406451873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/06/winter-chill-or-not.html' title='Winter Chill Or not?'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gRThlDTcYs8/RmNiWlTdqRI/AAAAAAAAAAU/nD_bu0IZ9Qw/s72-c/2007_0504may070021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-4389708031102446035</id><published>2007-04-20T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T21:53:04.145-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autumn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Changes'/><title type='text'>Autum is here</title><content type='html'>Hi&lt;br /&gt;It know it's been a long time since I posted here, but trust me, I've hardly had a minute to call my own this past four months. Work has been busy, and at times stressful, but I've also been trying to find some "me" time, and that's a challenge when living with others, and although I have enjoyed having my daughter staying, (she's now living up North), it's been nice having my own space again (and mess).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to a quilting class once a week to undo some of the bad self taught habits. I'm currently doing a quilt for my daughter (blues and purples of course!) and then hope to finish some projects I started way too long ago. It's good therapy and it's amazing how you can lose track of time (even a whole weekend) when sitting and sewing. I'll endeavour to put a photo on here once it's finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually this is my second attempt today to post. For some reason the last one vanished into thin air, of course I didn't save it, so now I'm trying to remember what I wrote. Oh well. I'll just ramble on for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The garden is definately in autumn mode, with leaves falling already and making rather a mess. The walnut tree has been in abundance and I've been giving them away in bucket loads to anyone that will take them. The weeds are another matter. I have some particularly tenacious ones that just won't die, despite Roundup and other such concoctions. In fact the only thing that seems to work, is, as a friend put it "biological weedkiller", which relates to boiling hot water, which when you think about it makes perfect sense. Nothing can withstand that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing that hasn't been in abundance this summer, and is of concern to environmentalists, is the Monarch butterfly. Usually there are literally hundreds of them fluttering about, but this year due to things like the Praying Mantis, which like to attack them, they are struggling to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was saddened to see the terrible events in Virginia. My heart goes out to the families and friends of those who were lost, and to those who have survived but have to deal with the memories of that day. My heart also goes out to the family of the man who killed them. They must also be equally devastated at what their son has done. Time for prayers for all concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about it for this time. I'm going to give publishing this another go. We shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, stay safe&lt;br /&gt;((HUGS))&lt;br /&gt;Moys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-4389708031102446035?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/4389708031102446035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/04/autum-is-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/4389708031102446035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/4389708031102446035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/04/autum-is-here.html' title='Autum is here'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-116807634332871825</id><published>2007-01-06T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T01:39:04.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2007!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1967/1462/1600/356225/moonlight2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1967/1462/320/455354/moonlight2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hello to one and all and I hope 2007 is everything you wish and hope for!. It's certainly been an eventful end to 2006 with the execution of a Saddam Hussein and while I pray that the ultimate end of his reign of tyranny might end the violence and bloodshed, I am also realistic to know that while there are still extremeists and militants who are allowed to spread their hate and rage around the world, then there will, unfortunately for the forseeable future, still be violence and loss of innocent lives. But we can be strong and keep getting the message out there that we will never give up our freedom or our democracy so they can just go back in their holes as far as I am concerned and stay there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Right, that's enough of my on my soapbox for this Blog. On to more paltable things. I had a lovely Xmas and New Year. My daughter came through and we were able to spend quite a bit of time together and with family and friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I worked between Xmas and New Year as hospitals don't close for public holidays,(funny that!) people still get sick and need treatment and care, chemotherapy still needs to be given, and patients and loved ones still need support. It did at least give me some time to clear the stack of reports, documents, invoices, emails off my desk, so that was a bonus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;How is the weather on your side of the world? It's been a little crazy here. This is supposed to be our summer but the past few weeks (with the exception of today which was absolutely glorious), we have had cold, wintery days, requiring the jumpers to be brought out of storage; heaters back on, and electric blankets on the bed. Nuts!! And tonight I see on Telly that they are walking around in T Shirts in New York. Ok, so I'm going to make this prediction. Within the next ten years I think the world weather is going to do an about turn and those that are used to having it cold at Xmas will get summer and vice versa. Crazy? I think not. Besides, I've never made a prediction before, so there's always a first time for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well, that's about enough of my whittering on for one evening. It's 2230hrs Saturday night, it's quite muggy, and I'm going to go find a cold drink, get the cat in for the night, and hit the hay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Take care, have a great weekend wherever you may be, stay safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;XXOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-116807634332871825?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/116807634332871825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-2007.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/116807634332871825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/116807634332871825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-2007.html' title='Happy 2007!!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-116632583370087868</id><published>2006-12-16T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T19:23:53.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>By George, I think I've got it! Finally!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1967/1462/1600/972377/2006_1202Xmas20060019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1967/1462/320/159852/2006_1202Xmas20060019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa Claus is in the Building!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-116632583370087868?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/116632583370087868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2006/12/by-george-i-think-ive-got-it-finally.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/116632583370087868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/116632583370087868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2006/12/by-george-i-think-ive-got-it-finally.html' title='By George, I think I&apos;ve got it! Finally!!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-116632549649564099</id><published>2006-12-16T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T19:18:16.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheesh!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1967/1462/1600/444244/Resize%20Xmas%20Tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1967/1462/320/47639/Resize%20Xmas%20Tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok, let's try this again!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hopefully this time the photo will show up!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-116632549649564099?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/116632549649564099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2006/12/sheesh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/116632549649564099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/116632549649564099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2006/12/sheesh.html' title='Sheesh!!!!!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-116632515220146371</id><published>2006-12-16T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T19:12:32.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;I have been taken to task recently because there has been no new blog since October 27th.  My apologies for being so tardy and I will endeavour to rectify the matter forthwith!&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, since the last time I was here:&lt;br /&gt;Work continues to be busy and at times stressful, with quite a number of issues that needed to be dealt with, not all of them accepted well, but thems the breaks when you're the boss, the buck stops with me! and I'm learning to have broad shoulders and an armour at my back. Apart from that, everything is just dandy!&lt;br /&gt;My garden is continuing to thrive and to delight me with little flowers popping up here and there. I have done a major weeding recently, only to find the little buggars also keep popping up, and in more places than I care to describe here, but suffice it to say, that today I ventured out with Weedeater spray in hand and zapped the buggars once and for all, or so I hope!&lt;br /&gt;Maggie continues to lie about being perfectly lazy most days, but has now ventured outside and put a few neighbourhood moggies well and truly in their place.  I also apparently have adopted a semi-regular little ginger fellow who turns up every day at the door begging to come in, much to Maggie's extreme displeasure.  I never knew the cat had a voice until recently, and believe me, SHE HAS A VOICE!! Ginger moggie totally ignores her and saunters in and out at will, though I try hard to keep him out, but he's an affectionate little sod. Damn it. Hope his owners don't decide to go on holiday permanently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently did Props for a local production of Cabaret and that was a welcome diversion from work related activities. The cast were a friendly bunch, although we had the usual Diva's in there (male and female) and two guys who I must say looked very good in Drag, with one finding his long lost feminine side.  I cannot begin to tell you the primping and fussing he did each night as he checked to see that his fishnets were on straight, and I also have to say that he had the nicest legs I've seen in stockings for a while!  Even the chorus girls were jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas approaches fast, and I had the tree up and decorated by the 4th December which is pretty good considering I usually leave it to the last minute. See photo above (hopefully). I also completed my Xmas shopping yesterday, thank goodness. All the cards were sent a couple of weeks back, along with the obligatory letter telling everyone what they always wanted and needed to know...what I've been doing and not doing in the past year. I wonder really whether anybody bothers to read them, apart from noting a change of address/country/phone number. Otherwise I'm sure the letter is just binned and forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more week to go and then four wonderful days off.  My daughter is coming to stay for Xmas and she will have the opportunity to also catch up with her Dad who is over from Oz for a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope this Blog suffices in the meantime.  I'm now going to endeavour to try and remember how I put the photos up here last time. Here goes.  If you see nothing, don't blame me, it's the Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Wonderful Xmas and New Year!!&lt;br /&gt;(is this ok, TJ?! GRIN!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXOO&lt;br /&gt;Moys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-116632515220146371?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/116632515220146371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2006/12/almost-christmas.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/116632515220146371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/116632515220146371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2006/12/almost-christmas.html' title='Almost Christmas!!!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-116193547625676724</id><published>2006-10-27T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T00:51:16.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1967/1462/1600/Garden%20resize2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1967/1462/200/Garden%20resize2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Garden! One of the joys of moving into a new home is discovering the secrets and treasures in the garden. Suddenly it has exploded into colour with roses, wisteria, lilac, lavendar, and spring bulbs. Wonderful! Not sure how well it will show up here, it has to be seen to be really appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough dilly dallying, I really have to get back to my assignment. Over and out until next time.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-116193547625676724?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/116193547625676724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-garden-one-of-joys-of-moving-into.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/116193547625676724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/116193547625676724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-garden-one-of-joys-of-moving-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-116193272689230454</id><published>2006-10-27T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T00:43:59.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home again!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1967/1462/1600/Fall%20resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1967/1462/200/Fall%20resize.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi all, well my trip to Canada and the US was over so quickly, and my feet touched the ground a week ago and I haven't stopped running since! The Conference was great, and spent a wonderful, all too short 12 days with my dear friends in Jamestown. The holiday was marred somewhat by an infection that I picked up that developed into a nasty abscess, requiring an urgent trip to the doctor, and a hefty dose of oral antibiotics. It has been suggested to me that the infection was caused by bed bugs, probably from the hotel (up market, I might add!) in Toronto. Of course the Hotel denies they have such a problem, well they would, wouldn't they?! Nevertheless, I'm not one to sue and get my dues, so I alerted them to the problem, and what they do with it is up to them. In the meantime, I have recovered, am back at work, and hard at slog trying to complete two assignments (Ethics and Financial Management) before the 15th November. Somewhere in there (the 8th to be exact) is my birthday, though I suspect I will be letting it slip by without too much Hoorah as the deadline for the assignments draws closer. But come the 16h November, look out, because I will be making damn sure I have some well deserved rest, relaxation and fun!&lt;br /&gt;I must tell you about my trip across the border from New York State into Pennyslvania. What an amazing day it was. My friend (and three of her girlfriends), set out for a "big girl's day out", starting with a trip to the Casino and Breakfast, (took us an hour or so to get them out of there!), then drove to Smethport to see the Christmas Store. Closed..not only closed, but closed down! Not to let that stop us, we then popped into a rather scarey pub/inn/whatever, run by some very scarey people, they didn't need to decorate the place for Halloween, believe me, it was enough just to see them in the flesh!!. Then on we drove to Tall Oaks, a fabulous out in the woods shops laid out in small cabins. We had a ball, I spent too much, but what a great day. The Fall colours were awesome. the friendship was wonderful, and I can truly say it was the highlight of my trip.&lt;br /&gt;The downside was leaving my friends, and my luggage being left behind at Vancouver airport on the way home. It eventually arrived in New Zealand, but not without some anxious moments.&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about all for this Blog. Hopefully won't be so long next time before I post again. (hmmm...I'm not sure, but I don't think the photo I uploaded is going to show here, don't know why. Will have to work on it some more!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a slightly more somber note, my 98yr old Aunt died today. She was my dad's sister, and feisty as all get out. Last weekend when I saw her, she was very unwell, but seemed to rally during the week, even singing Scottish songs with an old friend, sadly for us anyway, she passed early this morning. She was ready to go, and no-one can blame her for that. RIP Aunty Isobel. XXXOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your have a wonderful weekend wherever in the world you may be.&lt;br /&gt;((:0))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-116193272689230454?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/116193272689230454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2006/10/home-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/116193272689230454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/116193272689230454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2006/10/home-again.html' title='Home again!!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-115856115667731364</id><published>2006-09-17T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T23:32:36.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring has Sprung!</title><content type='html'>Do you remember that rhyme that our parents used to recite every Spring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Spring has sprung&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The sun has 'ris"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know where the birdies 'is'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Well it's certainly feeling like Spring here in New Zealand. We had the annual Blossom Parade on Saturday and by all accounts it was one of the best.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I had a lovely weekend with my daughter. It was definately a "girl's " time with lots of chat, laughter and just catching up on time.   Mother-daughter relationships can be a rocky affair, and our's is certainly no different to most, but time heals, and we are at that comfortable place where we can say what we feel without taking or giving offence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I'm off to Toronto on Sunday to a Cancer Nurses conference which I'm really looking forward to, then the bonus of the trip will be spending some real quality time with good friends in the States .  I'm so ready for a break from work, I can't begin to tell you! But suffice it to say it's been a long (nearly) year with many changes, and a steep, (very steep!) learning curve.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;On a sad note, an Anaethetist at our local hospital died today on his way to work. He was a much loved character, known for his dedication to recycling, and the way he would tell children stories when he was putting them to sleep to ease their anxiety, as well as being one of those rare people that everyone loves. He was well thought of, and it is a tragic loss for his family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Well, this is short but sweet tonight, as have an assignment to finish as it has to be handed in on Wednesday, so will sign off for now. Will have lots to tell you when I get back from Holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Take care. Stay safe, be happy, and remember to tell the ones you care about that you love them for none of us knows what tomorrow may bring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-115856115667731364?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/115856115667731364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2006/09/spring-has-sprung.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/115856115667731364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/115856115667731364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2006/09/spring-has-sprung.html' title='Spring has Sprung!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-115614874573785536</id><published>2006-08-21T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T01:25:45.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Settling In</title><content type='html'>Hi All&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been in my new home for three weeks now, and it really is lovely to be able to say "it's mine". No, not really, it belongs to the bank for a few years, but will be mine one day!  Maggie was settling in quite nicely until a local cat has terrorised the life out of her and now she won't go outside. And the cheeky little blighter walks through the door as though he owns it, eats her food and then tears out again with me racing behind frantically squirting him/her (not sure which?) with water. Not that its any use, because it just comes back through an open door, window, or worse, Maggie's cat door, which adds insult to injury.&lt;br /&gt;Still, on the plus side, it has been cold here and she has a lovely warm spot in the main bedroom in front of the window in the sun where she resides all day. So score 1 to Maggie overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work continues to be busy. Many changes coming up as Nursing has been restructured, and not without a lot of pain, stress and anxiety. I only hope that the changes prove to be what everyone is touting as "strengthening nursing structure and leadership". Time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am busy also doing studies at the local Technology institute. I started a Masters in Nursing this year. More fool me. Like I don't give myself extra stress! Returned home to NZ late last year, new job/position/responsibilities; and then muggins me decides, "I know, what else can I do to add to my stress. A Masters?! Sure why not!. Two papers, no problem!"  I need my head read!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about it for now. Signing off, over and out as Maggie jumps onto the desk to help me type, or maybe supervise? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now, take care. Stay safe and warm (or cool) wherever you may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXOO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-115614874573785536?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/115614874573785536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2006/08/settling-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/115614874573785536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/115614874573785536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2006/08/settling-in.html' title='Settling In'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-115362953533063987</id><published>2006-07-22T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T21:38:55.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1967/1462/1600/D9872919CA993D1EC3DFAE0E8F095F7D_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1967/1462/320/D9872919CA993D1EC3DFAE0E8F095F7D_medium.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi again,&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd put a photo of my new home on here, as a starting point for what the gardens look like at present, and some photos later on of a work in progress...hopefully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So keep checking, and I hope to add more photos as time goes by, but I suspect I will be spending a lot of time on the Deck with friends and family enjoying the sun trap!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cheers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-115362953533063987?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/115362953533063987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-new-home.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/115362953533063987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/115362953533063987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-new-home.html' title='My New Home'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-115361389534740771</id><published>2006-07-22T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T17:18:15.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joys of Moving and Maggie's displeasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1967/1462/1600/2006_0503Image0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1967/1462/320/2006_0503Image0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello again. It's been a while since I made a post here. Work has been taking up a lot of my time and energy of late. But the big news for the month is that next weekend I move into my new home! So at the moment the flat that I have been renting looks like a jumble shop, with boxes and stuff everywhere, Miss Maggie, (she who must be obeyed) is totally unimpressed by all the changes, especially when she found that one of her favourite hidey holes (the linen cupboard) was laid bare with no-where to snuggle and sleep; then to add insult to injury her second hidey hold (spare bedroom wardrobe) was also empty, so she is as we speak, sulking on the bed. I haven't told her yet that next Friday she's going to the Cat Hotel for a few days, as I don't want to get chastised too soon, which believe me, she is very adept at doing; a quick nip or a swipe as I go by, just to show her displeasure, or maybe because she just can.&lt;br /&gt;Well, better go and pack some more boxes, hope your day is going well, will see if I can figure out how to post some photos on here.&lt;br /&gt;Kia Ora&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-115361389534740771?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/115361389534740771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2006/07/joys-of-moving-and-maggies-displeasure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/115361389534740771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/115361389534740771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2006/07/joys-of-moving-and-maggies-displeasure.html' title='The Joys of Moving and Maggie&apos;s displeasure'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-114213854366287417</id><published>2006-03-11T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T20:42:24.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sometimes I Could Just........&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-114213854366287417?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/114213854366287417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2006/03/sometimes-i-could-just.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/114213854366287417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/114213854366287417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2006/03/sometimes-i-could-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703063.post-112479397018440653</id><published>2005-08-23T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T03:46:10.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's like giving Birth!</title><content type='html'>Hello, Gidday, Kia Ora!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, it took a while to set up this page and I thought I was pretty well computer literate, but then I discovered.....I wasn't!  I won't go into details here, but apparently I need a few more online hours to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough about that.  I just wanted to start off by saying Hello and getting used to the format.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm living in Australia in a town called Toronto. Yes, that's right, and No, not Canada. Oz, Down Under.  I've lived in Australia for 12 years, had a stint in the USA working for a little over a year (circa 1999) and now I'm planning on going back to New Zealand later this year.  A Kiwi kid I am, and I want to live again in what Kiwis fondly call "A Slice Of Heaven".  I went back to NZ last year with friends and fell in love with the country all over again.  It really is an awesome little spot in paradise. If you've never visited New Zealand, then I suggest you save your euros/pennies/dollars and go there.  It is utterly beautiful and one of the safest places on earth to live. And that's a big plus for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's enough twaddle for one night so I'll sign off for now. I'll eventually get brave and put up some photos.  In the meantime, take care, stay safe, be happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Moys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15703063-112479397018440653?l=maggie1950.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/feeds/112479397018440653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-like-giving-birth.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/112479397018440653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15703063/posts/default/112479397018440653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maggie1950.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-like-giving-birth.html' title='It&apos;s like giving Birth!'/><author><name>Moys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06653447302048469936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
