They Say What They Say

It's only 10am and it's already 32C. Forecast is for 43C before a late cool change. According to The Age there are bush fires racing toward the old home town and in other parts of Victoria fires are raging out of control in some of the most inaccessible countryside imaginable.

Don'tcha just love the Australian summer?

K left for England last night. I went to the airport to see her off, and kept her mother company while she waited for the plane to take off. Unfortunately they've closed down the observation deck at Tullamarine, thanks to 9/11, so all we could do was hang around one of the food courts and hope that we could get a glimpse of her plane as it headed for the runway. I think we did, but it was dark so I can't say for certain. We were both a bit teary, I have to admit.

But her mum would love it if she came home. So would I, actually. Neither of us think she's very happy living there, and it's like she's waiting for some guy to come along and make all her dreams come true. Thing is, the only person who can make K happy is K, but I don't think she's realised that yet. Of course I could say the same about myself, but I've never been too good at taking my own advice.

Gah, I don't want to go out today, and yet I don't want to hang around home all day either. I do have to go to the supermarket for a few things, but I also need to do some house work and wash my dishes.

Oh, God, it's too hot to decide. I think I'll have a cup of tea and think about it later.

It's only 10am and it's already 32C. Forecast is for 43C before a late cool change. According to The Age there are bush fires racing toward the old home town and in other parts of Victoria fires are raging out of control in some of the most inaccessible countryside imaginable.

Don'tcha just love the Australian summer?

K left for England last night. I went to the airport to see her off, and kept her mother company while she waited for the plane to take off. Unfortunately they've closed down the observation deck at Tullamarine, thanks to 9/11, so all we could do was hang around one of the food courts and hope that we could get a glimpse of her plane as it headed for the runway. I think we did, but it was dark so I can't say for certain. We were both a bit teary, I have to admit.

But her mum would love it if she came home. So would I, actually. Neither of us think she's very happy living there, and it's like she's waiting for some guy to come along and make all her dreams come true. Thing is, the only person who can make K happy is K, but I don't think she's realised that yet. Of course I could say the same about myself, but I've never been too good at taking my own advice.

Gah, I don't want to go out today, and yet I don't want to hang around home all day either. I do have to go to the supermarket for a few things, but I also need to do some house work and wash my dishes.

Oh, God, it's too hot to decide. I think I'll have a cup of tea and think about it later.

Well, the cool change has finally come through, bringing with it wind so strong it nearly knocked me over when I opened the front door!

Despite today's heat, I finally got around to making the plum jam. I think I over cooked it a little, and maybe used a bit too much sugar, but it's jelling quite nicely. Since I had just under a kilo of plums, I ended up with only two jars, but should keep me going for a couple of months. I just hope I can scrubbed the black stuff off the bottom of my big cooking pot.

While the jam was cooking I watched this very interesting documentary on SBS about Pope Alexander VI's mistress Giulia Farense (it's funny how the fact that a number of the early Popes were corrupt womanisers never came up in religous studies while I was at Catholic school :~\) And now I'm wanting to read The Charterhouse of Parma by Stendhal, a book partially based on the life of Giulia's brother Alessandro, who later became Pope Paul III becaue it sounds not too bad and I really need a new book to read.

I think I got too much sun today. Not hard to do, considering, but now I have heat rash on my right arm and it itches crazy! Gah, where's my aloe vera gel??

ETA: The ultimate irony? Amazon offering me discounted snow shoes as one of my Gold Box specials *snerk*

Well, the cool change has finally come through, bringing with it wind so strong it nearly knocked me over when I opened the front door!

Despite today's heat, I finally got around to making the plum jam. I think I over cooked it a little, and maybe used a bit too much sugar, but it's jelling quite nicely. Since I had just under a kilo of plums, I ended up with only two jars, but should keep me going for a couple of months. I just hope I can scrubbed the black stuff off the bottom of my big cooking pot.

While the jam was cooking I watched this very interesting documentary on SBS about Pope Alexander VI's mistress Giulia Farense (it's funny how the fact that a number of the early Popes were corrupt womanisers never came up in religous studies while I was at Catholic school :~\) And now I'm wanting to read The Charterhouse of Parma by Stendhal, a book partially based on the life of Giulia's brother Alessandro, who later became Pope Paul III becaue it sounds not too bad and I really need a new book to read.

I think I got too much sun today. Not hard to do, considering, but now I have heat rash on my right arm and it itches crazy! Gah, where's my aloe vera gel??

ETA: The ultimate irony? Amazon offering me discounted snow shoes as one of my Gold Box specials *snerk*