Tuesday, March 31, 2009

some pressies

Black russian tomatoes



Black fig


Aphelandra squarrosa 'Dania' - the variegated leaf and Ylang Ylang, Cananga odorata


Four two week old chicks. Unsexed so some may become Sunday dinners.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

birthday boy

Lots of years old yesterday. Had a lovely quiet day with She Who Must Be Obeyed.

Got a new home brew kit - to make more and more home brew LOL.
SWMBO has promised a new kaftan - the pic is of the material - - had to buy her a new sewing machine first, but I reckon it will be worth it. Had some pennies put away for emergency flight, so that covered the price of the sewing machine nicely.
A wind up radio - brilliant for when things go pear shaped and the batteries are flat.
A pair of tickets to a seafood eat everything you see night. Looking forward to that.
A fig - the edible black figs.
Ylang Ylang tree.
Seeds and seeds and more seeds, someone knows I like gardening.
And four new chickens - I pick them up during the week.

Good good fun.

Love ya SWMBO and thanks.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

not good

She Who Must Be Obeyed returned from her specialist today with shocking news, cancer has been confirmed.

But they still don't know where it is or if it's one or two or a dozen or hundreds of microscopic cancers.

Her seratonin levels are the give away and a sure sign there's cancer in her somewhere. The specialist put her straight onto a regime of Sandostatin LAR - one shot a month, probably forever.

She's devastated. Had herself convinced there was nothing there. There still isn't if you try and take a picture of it through all of the scans, but something is worrying her specialist. I really feel for her. I really love her. And I just don't know what to do. Helpless doesn't describe it. I'm totally unable to do anything or say anything to help her.

And her family isn't helping. Boy wonder - the step son - is apparently on the run from someone in Melbourne. Step daughter rang up whinging about how she has no privacy, no room to move, can't do or say anything cos her brothers' there. That put a smile on my face, now she knows how we felt for ten weeks, and it's only been a few days for her.

Saturday, March 21, 2009

a day at the doctors ..and

Went to Brisbane to see my specialist - for the thyroid problem which was brought on by the step-daughter shifting in for a few days and staying ten weeks.

All pretty much OK with the doctor - more tests and scans and a warning to stay as stress free as possible.

Got home and the step-son and his wife and the grand daughter had come up from Melbourne. By bus. With full intention of moving in - because our lounge room floor is empty.

Our house is tiny, it's designed for two people and is quite comfortable for two people.

Got in the poo when I said that they weren't staying here. They got the shits and took off to a motel.

I couldn't go through another christmas.

My mouth didn't help matters by blaming little sister for the new ones not being allowed to live here. Mentioned things like the thousands she owes us (written off but a good point scorer as far as I'm concerned) about her tantrums, about her hitting an 8 month old baby which caused one of the tantrums when I told her to treat him like an 8 month old, about the police being called by neighbours a street away, about her almost losing the baby to the police about the police wanting to section her, about the fits SWMBO found, ..... I did go on a bit much, my excuse was a full day on public transport and sitting around a doctors surgery and my bung hips, broken back and missing bits of my pelvis. Maybe the pommie in me came out too - whinging??

Did I tell you I've got 10% or more of my pelvis missing? And four doctors saw the X-ray and didn't notice it - they were more concerned about the osteo spurs on the ball joint and the old hair-line fracture near the ball joint, They missed the missing 10%!

Anyway they spent the night at a motel and She Who Must Be Obeyed has gone around there this AM.

I can imagine the frantic phone calls between SD and SS last night about "told you so". LOL

Gardens going well, bit of a flood with the rains - 20mm in 20 minutes on Wednesday and 38mm last night, but things are green and growing.

Planted a heap of stuff - planted out some lettuce seedlings from a seed raising box, planted seeds for a small black tomato, purple carrots, Egyptian spinach, fordhook silverbeet, celery, pomello and strawberry spinach.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

ad-libbing in the garden

Picked a banana yesterday. Big bunch of about 50 bananas. And it was stuck up a banana "tree" about 8m tall.

So out came the plain thinking and pythagorean theorems and a bit of Archimedes principle and some lateral thinking to finish it off. Used a ladder and an a-frame of timber to hold the banana and then a judicious cut in the trunk let it fall almost slowly and almost harmlessly down to earth without damaging the bunch.

The hard yakka was cutting the trunk into manageable pieces to spread around the garden to be re-incorporated into the soil. The bit below the initial cut was almost two metres tall and about 45-50cm thick. Big banana for something called a lady finger.

Aching this AM. Also picked a couple of Monsteria deliciosa fruit - they're on the window sill finishing off ripening up without the ants getting into them

Sunday, March 1, 2009

family friends and a cosmopoitan society

Having a cuppa with the old mum yesterday and she mentioned the sister of an old family friend had just got married.

A lesbian marriage.

Good onya family friend from Battery Hill.

Not so from old mum and step dad. Shocked. Horrored. Disgusted.

Old step dad more so - he was doing the verbal scrubbing his hands because he'd greated and kissed her and her partner a month or so before the wedding. Trying to get rid of the cooties LOL

Shocked them more when I told them I was "best man" who gave away the bride at a lesbian marriage in the early 80's. They'd gate crashed a party at my place and I got to be friends. The "bride" was a daughter of a baptist minister and produced all of the official paperwork to get married on the day. Good wedding.

So the Sunshine Coast is growing up. We have a shopkeeper who's of Italian decent, we have an Indian restaurant (that also serves pizza), we have Koreans and Chinese and Tongans and Maori and Somalis up the road, we've even got one house with a large wooden sign under the archway to their house which says "SHALOM".

The all white suburb is starting to become Australian.