And I'm one...

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This I understand

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Ah... memories

Latin for the day

Fortuna dies natalis, Patricius*








*Happy birthday, Patrick

Latin for the day

Ex verbo scientia*









*from the word, knowledge [Latin motto generator]

Latin for the day

familia me defendit*





*family protects me [again, made up]

Latin for the day

Ex scientia gaudium*




*PS made it up using a Latin Motto Generator... from knowledge joy.

New fandom!

Thanks SeanFish for the heads-up - I hope this is what you meant. If not, it's still cool
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Latin for the day

Feles mala! cur cista non uteris? stramentum novum in ea posui.





Bad kitty! Why don't you use the cat box? I put new litter in it

because it's cute

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Reflections of a solitary hamster*

I don't look forward to this time of year - the whole Valentine's thing. It's not because I'm single, and feel horrid/left out/strange being single and the whole world seems obsessed by pairing people up - it's because the whole world is obsessed with pairing people up+.

The other day, I heard someone on the radio talk about a new book which encouraged women to accept 'Mr Ok' - that women were too picky, and that's why they were single. The commentator made some valid points - before I had managed to stop sputtering - that the single women he knew were really happy being single. That, if they got into a relationship, then he had to be really great for her to change her way of life. That such books assume women need to have a man to be complete.
Thanks Mr Commentator - I'm with you.
I am happy - content - with my life. I am too selfish, messy, lazy - to share a house with people - let alone a life & relationship.
So, I'll be spending this Valentine's alone - as always, and as I like it.
+on that note - why do magazine horoscopes ALWAYS assume you are in - or want to be in - a relationship? Where's the section for 'happily single'?
*Thanks Seanfish for the inspiration of the title of this post... it all makes sense here. And, no, I don't love anyone enough to share my last waffle.

Latin & theme of the day

crescat scientia vita excolatur...


let knowledge grow, let life be enriched

Bag it update

It's spreading...

I've now made four handbags (photo below) - but the success is that my big sister has made one, too! I'm very proud!
She added her own variations - a flap to hold the bag closed.

Coming over all domestic

My friends & relations know that I'm not the most domestic girl... I am a fan of some of the domestic arts - knitting, baking, etc - but housework is not my thing. I'd much rather knit & watch TV than do dishes, or cook & eat sensible food... The distinction is brilliantly described in Jane Brocket's The gentle art of domesticity.

To stay in budget for grocery shopping, I've been pricing my list out - online - then adjusting depending on what I can afford.

The other day I budgeted $30 for meat, then went to the butchery counter, where I can ask for 2 of something - 2 pork cutlets, 2 chicken thighs (organic & free range)... At home, I made up 6 hamburger patties from the mince, and divided up the steak & schnitzel. My, actually less than $30 on meat became 22 meals. So domestic...

And - unbelievably - last Friday I took a pack lunch to work. People were shocked. But not only that - the lettuce was from my garden, and the bread I'd made myself! Yes, ok, the recipe is so easy even a 4-year-old can make it - but, hey! Give me some credit for effort. And, I'm currently working on my second loaf.

Someone teased me, because I didn't have tomatoes from my own garden - but I had an answer - they're on their way! Look - a baby tomato! There are other babies in there. Are you impressed? I am shocked at myself. One day, I might even tidy up after myself.

Garden update

Another week, another lot of string tying up the tomatoes... and this week - tomato flowers!!!

Latin for the day - and the theme

Da mihi sis spiculum argentum.


I'll have a martini.

The aftermath of the flying cat episode

Following on from the Moll-ster vanishing off the balcony...

The ex-flattie asked how she was, and I said she was fine - but the solar light she possibly landed on, wasn't so good. His text reply was brilliant - landing lights?

Here is the evidence...

Molly looking at the upside-down & broken top of the solar light...

And - if you look carefully - the metal pole on the roof opposite mine... That I'm NOT blaming Molly for...