Busy, busy
Nov. 29th, 2004 09:16 pmOn the weekend anyway.
Started with a trip into town to see the Christmas P/a/r/a/d/e/ Pageant and meet mum, sister & her kids. Parade started at 11 am, bus left Mayfield about 10.30 and got into town just before 11, usually. Except, of course, the middle of the city is closed down and bus went around the edge and crawled along the busiest street in the city to the temporary new terminus point. They could have like told us they were going right around there before hitting the city rather than at the stop before so I could have got off earlier. Bleargh.
Anyway, missed the start but I didn't really care because I don't usually watch. I just take photos of the kids watching it.
After we went into Target, well, once the parade had gone from the road on the other side of the mall so we could get across, where I found a ceramic saucepan that was marked down to replace the one that handle snapped off. So now I can eat again. Always good.
Now we all piled into the mum's car (me, her, Nicquel, the two kids & mum's older sister in a little sedan) and went out to have lunch at Nicquel's place and from there the ones of us that didn't live there went out to an open garden at Longford. Not sure if I've mentioned the open gardens. They're run by... I forget the name of the organisation but it's a national group that runs this national open garden scheme (obviously) and each weekend there's half a dozen or so gardens open in Tasmania, although only one or two or less in the north :( Anyway, we've decided we like going to them. Except the one on Saturday at Longford House at Longford was rather, well, as you can probably tell from the name, it's a big old house out on the edge of the town (on about 10 acres, not all garden though) with lots of space and big, old trees and views of the surrounding countryside and everything else that usually adds up to a wonderful garden and it was... rather boring. Nothing exciting anyway and some bits that made me wonder what they person who put them together was thinking, or not thinking. Oh, well. It didn't help that it was on the hot side, just a tad to hot to be wearing jeans & a black tshirt and standing out/wallking around in the sun for hours so I was getting irritable.
On the way back we stopped at one of the antique shops in Longford, the overprred, mostly furniture and pictures sort. Dare I say boring? Then going through Perth we stopped at a nursery. OK that was interesting, I guess, for a small nursery but I crabby & tired.
And what I forgot, the plan was to stay at mum's overnight so I could take some photos. Having got the cards I want to turn into photo cards, now I need the photos. Of course, the light was dull by this time so the photos were rather bleargh. I went out again the next day, but being Sunday (Evandale market day), there were cars and people and cars all over the main street so that made it harder to get the photos I wanted. Still, there's a couple I could use.
Also went to the market, of course. Bought a creepy bellflower, some little houses (4 for $4, ha! I would have considered palying $4 for one of them), something else not very interesting. Too hot to be walking around lugging heavy bags too.
Mum had to go back into town to babysit sister's kids while she & her husband went to the cinema to use up the movies tickets I gave him last Christmas (mutter), so I went with them, to use up mine (cough). I dunno. I was tired & irritable still, so it was hard to concentrate (and having your mind wander during a movie isn't good if you can't hit rewind) so I might just have to go back and see it again, yep?
Came home after that and by now it was 7 pm or something, and that was the weekend gone.
No work done either. I had this idea, well the whole plot, for a mystery story, that actually fits in the world I'm supposed to be working in now but I can't write more than a few lines on it at a time. Stupid. Grrr. I might to do it NOW before I forget the details. So getting nothing done on the weekend didn't make any less irritable.
Started with a trip into town to see the Christmas P/a/r/a/d/e/ Pageant and meet mum, sister & her kids. Parade started at 11 am, bus left Mayfield about 10.30 and got into town just before 11, usually. Except, of course, the middle of the city is closed down and bus went around the edge and crawled along the busiest street in the city to the temporary new terminus point. They could have like told us they were going right around there before hitting the city rather than at the stop before so I could have got off earlier. Bleargh.
Anyway, missed the start but I didn't really care because I don't usually watch. I just take photos of the kids watching it.
After we went into Target, well, once the parade had gone from the road on the other side of the mall so we could get across, where I found a ceramic saucepan that was marked down to replace the one that handle snapped off. So now I can eat again. Always good.
Now we all piled into the mum's car (me, her, Nicquel, the two kids & mum's older sister in a little sedan) and went out to have lunch at Nicquel's place and from there the ones of us that didn't live there went out to an open garden at Longford. Not sure if I've mentioned the open gardens. They're run by... I forget the name of the organisation but it's a national group that runs this national open garden scheme (obviously) and each weekend there's half a dozen or so gardens open in Tasmania, although only one or two or less in the north :( Anyway, we've decided we like going to them. Except the one on Saturday at Longford House at Longford was rather, well, as you can probably tell from the name, it's a big old house out on the edge of the town (on about 10 acres, not all garden though) with lots of space and big, old trees and views of the surrounding countryside and everything else that usually adds up to a wonderful garden and it was... rather boring. Nothing exciting anyway and some bits that made me wonder what they person who put them together was thinking, or not thinking. Oh, well. It didn't help that it was on the hot side, just a tad to hot to be wearing jeans & a black tshirt and standing out/wallking around in the sun for hours so I was getting irritable.
On the way back we stopped at one of the antique shops in Longford, the overprred, mostly furniture and pictures sort. Dare I say boring? Then going through Perth we stopped at a nursery. OK that was interesting, I guess, for a small nursery but I crabby & tired.
And what I forgot, the plan was to stay at mum's overnight so I could take some photos. Having got the cards I want to turn into photo cards, now I need the photos. Of course, the light was dull by this time so the photos were rather bleargh. I went out again the next day, but being Sunday (Evandale market day), there were cars and people and cars all over the main street so that made it harder to get the photos I wanted. Still, there's a couple I could use.
Also went to the market, of course. Bought a creepy bellflower, some little houses (4 for $4, ha! I would have considered palying $4 for one of them), something else not very interesting. Too hot to be walking around lugging heavy bags too.
Mum had to go back into town to babysit sister's kids while she & her husband went to the cinema to use up the movies tickets I gave him last Christmas (mutter), so I went with them, to use up mine (cough). I dunno. I was tired & irritable still, so it was hard to concentrate (and having your mind wander during a movie isn't good if you can't hit rewind) so I might just have to go back and see it again, yep?
Came home after that and by now it was 7 pm or something, and that was the weekend gone.
No work done either. I had this idea, well the whole plot, for a mystery story, that actually fits in the world I'm supposed to be working in now but I can't write more than a few lines on it at a time. Stupid. Grrr. I might to do it NOW before I forget the details. So getting nothing done on the weekend didn't make any less irritable.
