Drifting through life

Over the years...many, many years....I've tried many different anti-perspirant deodorants. Roll-ons, sprays, extra strength, super strength, 24 hour protection, active, sport, even all the men's varieties of the same, because apparently men sweat more than women, so their anti-perspirant deodorants must be stronger.....right? None were very successful. For a while I used Mitcham spray anti-perspirant, and it worked. Then it was discontinued, so I switched to the roll-on variety of Mitcham. It worked. For a while. Then it was "new and improved" and it no longer worked as well. Even worse, it didn't dry upon application. I was walking around with my arms raised for at least 5 minutes waiting for those underarms to dry. Longer in winter. So I went back to sprays. At least they dried straight away. Even if my underarms were sticky by the time I got to work, requiring a second application. Recently, I heard about this----> Rexona Clinical Protection, and wanted to

Welcome to Sunday Selections #8 As bloggers, most of us have built up picture files of photos we think we might use "one day". Often, as newer photos are filed and used, these older files are forgotten about. They lie dormant on our hard drives, quietly singing to themselves,"what about me, it isn't fair".. Well, here's your chance to use these forgotten photos. Have a gander through all those old photo files and pick a few (or even just one) that have been there a long time, but never used. You know, because a better idea came along. Post them on a Sunday, under the Sunday Selections title, then link back to Kim, at Frogpondsrock, because this wonderful concept is hers. Then hop on over to Kim's and add your name to her linky list. It really is that simple! The selection I've chosen today is called "Husks". This first picture is a spider husk. It was caught in a web just outside my kitchen door and even after

Anyone who has read my comments on other blogs, knows that I'm not a shoe person. I don't have a cupboard full of different shoes in varied styles and colours, to cover every possible occasion where I might want to wear dressy clothes. Instead, I'm a jeans and t-shirts kind of girl. For years and years, this is what I've worn on my feet. But yesterday, my older daughter took me shopping. Clothes shopping. I now have a nice shirt to wear at the Bloggers Conference and a new pair of shoes. Pretty shoes. Girly shoes. Shoes of a style I haven't worn in probably twenty years. Take a look......aren't they pretty? They are flat shoes, I've never worn high heels and I don't intend to start now. They even have plastic inserts to hold their shape. And.....an elastic strap with a pretty, pretty flower on the side. I tried them on in the shop and they were comfortable, so I was happy. Today, I wore them around the house all day to see if they would stay comfortable

What a day! I got picked up at noon, by my lovely daughter and we drove into the city, where we met my granddaughter and her boyfriend, who walked us around the block to Zen House where we all had lunch. Zen House is a small Japanese place that serves vegan and gluten free food. They also have iced teas in a range of wonderful flavours. I had one called Strawberry Cream. It had strawberry, hibiscus, mint and something else I can't remember. Yummy!! It's worth going back just for the tea alone. For lunch I chose a Tasty Omelette, which had mushrooms, mint, and again something else I can't remember. The serves came on enormous white plates with salad. Then we said goodbye to granddaughter and boyfriend who were going to meet up with friends for a birthday picnic in the botanic gardens. Happy Birthday granddaughter!! We shopped in Myer, daughter buying me a couple of casual things to wear in Sydney. I'm totally hopeless when it comes to buying clothes, so let her do th

Thursday Theme is an idea brought to us by Toni, of Chick Chat fame. Every week, Toni will post the theme to use for the next Thursday's post. Anyone can join in, just go over to Toni's blog, check what the theme will be, then post accordingly on your blog, on a Thursday of course, link back to Toni and add your name to her list. I work in a supermarket, so here are the Tools of My Trade......... Automatic doors, welcoming customers to the store. Trolleys, to help you carry all those groceries from aisle to aisle, then on to the checkout. Groceries, carefully chosen, or mindlessly tossed into the trolley, depending on how your day has been so far. Scanner, one of the more important of "my" tools. Without this, checking out could take all day.... Bags, to put your groceries in so you don't drop them all, because none of us has the eight arms we so desperately need sometimes. Of course, being a checkout chook isn't my only occupation. I'm also a

An apology. I'm having a little trouble lately with some of the blogs I love to read. They've switched to Disqus, for the comments section. The effect of Disqus, on my slow dial up connection, is to slow down the loading of the blog and also the comments section. Once the blog has loaded, reading is still a bit difficult, as the pages no longer scroll smoothly, instead jerkily paging up or down, with an occasional blank screen while it decides what to do. If I have plenty of time and a few other small things that need doing, I'll put up with it, so that I can read what one of my favourites has written. While the page loads, I can make a cup of coffee, fold some laundry, sweep a floor or two. No big deal. If I'm in a hurry, I'll skip over to the next blog instead. The comments section is the real problem. It takes much longer to appear, (for me), than the blog post itself. Then I'll click my cursor in the comments box, wishing to leave a comment. It takes a while

Any ideas? Anyone? No? Okay, here's the answer. It's the second, yes, the second, veneer to slide right off an eye tooth. (canine) The first one slid off the other, (left,) eye tooth when I ran my tongue over my teeth just after eating a cheese sandwich for lunch at work. Felt it slide off and knew immediately what it was. Almost a month ago now. When the new veneers were less than two weeks old. It has since been repaired. This, below, is the inside surface of the same veneer. I haven't been biting into hard things like lollies, nor have I been gnawing on lamb chop bones. I'm not game enough with the way my teeth have been falling apart lately. Plus I don't like lamb chops. This one came off as I was brushing my teeth. I felt it slide right off the tooth and onto the brush. Maybe I should look for a new dentist....... Here is something prettier for you to look at. It's the moon!! Technically part of the moon, since it's no longer full. I heard a lot

Today, Monday 21st February, was stocktake day where I work. Everything had to be counted. Everything! A group of us got there at 6am, each of us was given a thick black pencil, (able to write on any surface), then we were assigned sections. We started in aisle *, spread along the aisle, counting and when we'd finished our section, we'd "leapfrog" past the people counting the next sections, and start counting again. When the "leapfrogger" came to the end of the aisle, he or she would cross to the next aisle and start over. As we counted, items that were in the wrong section or wrong aisle were pulled out and placed in baskets to be moved to their correct places. Empty boxes were placed on the floor to be picked up by me as I pushed a trolley around in between counting things. With quite a few of us counting things proceeded fairly quickly. Especially with bigger items such as large bags of dog food, laundry baskets etc. Oddly enough there was only one round

Sunday Selections is in week #7 already! My, how time flies.... Sunday Selections comes to us via Kim at Frog Ponds Rock , who devised this clever way of having us look through our unpublished photo files to find images we can post on a Sunday. My theme this week is rainbows. A rainbow of T-shirts. A rainbow of pencils. A rainbow of summer sleepwear. Circular rainbow. No beginning, no end. No pot of gold. *sigh* couldn't we all use one of those right now. I even found a rainbow on my lounge room curtain. Rainbows are one of my favourite things. Want to join in the fun? Simply select a previously unpublished photo (or a few) , post them under the Sunday Selections title, then go over to Kim's and add your name to the link. So very easy. If I can do it, anyone can.

Physio; Pain and Pumpkins. Yesterday the physio did the usual pressure on the trigger points thing, then did something new. He had me relax my arm, then he held the shoulder and elbow and manouvered the arm to see what range of movement the shoulder has. Now, at work and at home, I don't have too much trouble doing things anymore, most of the movements I would normally make, I can do. But there are movements the shoulder should be able to make, and it just can't. He said, "there's a definite block isn't there?" I still can't put my hand up behind my back and there's a rotation problem. Since I don't plan on bowling any cricket balls any time soon, that's not bothering me. Of course if I decide to start swimming, I could be in trouble....so I guess I'll stick with wading and floating. I'll keep up with the exercises and see how things go. My regular review doctor said it may be a case of this is as good as it gets and I may face perma

I learned that I can't hold an umbrella against the wind and rain with one hand, while steering my granny trolley with the other hand. I need both hands on the trolley. So I got a little damp. Then I got wet. Then the heavens opened. Thank goodness I was on my way home by then, so could change into dry clothes. I learned that a mammogram, while still painfully uncomfortable, is a little less so after losing most of the spare tyre that hung around just under the boobs. The other spare tyres, waist and hips are stubbornly refusing to move. I learned that the Family Court building has pretty comfortable chairs to sit in while the papers you've just filed are read, stamped, photocopied. I learned that the chinese food I chose for lunch was filling enough to see me right through the afternoon without needing a snack of any kind. I'm only just now beginning to feel like I should start cooking dinner, at 6:42pm. I learned that I can pass Swiss Glory without buying any chocolate,

Sort of. Maybe. Okay - not. But I am featured in our local free newspaper this week. Ta-da!! It's a story about me and the beehive I found and photographed. (crosses fingers and hope the link works). Just in case you can't make out the text, here it is:- Bee prepared Maylands was abuzz last month and Elsie Hanlin was on hand to capture it. The Maylands resident is a keen photographer and spotted a beehive nestled in a meter box at the Dover Street roundabout. "I could hear the bees and * see them buzzing, so I walked over and the (meter box) lid was off," Ms Hanlin says. "They were building a hive and there were two big honeycomb pieces just covered in bees." Ms Hanlin submitted one of her photos to the East Torrens Messenger's online Summer Holidays photo gallery. She can often be seen strolling the streets, camera in hand, snapping away at rooflines, shadows or a cheeky cat. "I take photos of anything that pops into my head. I don't have a p

We all know I've been trying to grow pumpkins. I have three vines, each potentially capable of growing three to four 3 kilo pumpkins. I didn't know about trimming the growing tips to encourage female flowers to bloom, so I'd been collecting pollen from the male flowers with a soft makeup brush, like this one here. See the yellow specks of pollen? This, below, is the inside of a male flower. See the fuzzy pollen? Here is the pollen from several flowers, I've been keeping it in a glass, waiting for the female flowers. Hoping it would stay viable, not knowing how long it would keep, if at all. Below is the inside of a female flower. After trimming the growing tips, two of these developed. But there weren't any male flowers left! So I brought the glass and brush outside and brushed pollen into the two flowers. The female flowers have a swelling at the base, this is the part that develops into a pumpkin if the flower is successfully pollinated. Three days later, I