Star Quality

I asked a local lady to video our routine today. It was lovely of her to agree to do it, but unfortunately, she only got 3 minutes of the 7 minute routine.

Three minutes is better than nothing.

For your viewing pleasure …

Surprisingly, I felt totally calm and completely comfortable in front of the smaller than usual, but still substantial, crowd.

Other entertainment was a belly dancer (in her late 70s) who performed three dances including a silk scarf dance and a fan dance, a ukulele group (half of whom didn’t turn up) who sang and played 4 songs and the Village Voices Choir who sang 4 songs.

Afterwards, to celebrate, The Gypsy and I purchased a coffee and drove down to the park where we found a bench seat in the shade overlooking the water and we chatted for about 2 hours.

There was a Brahminy Kite hunting for food from atop a yacht mast, which had me mesmerised for a while.

I was home just after 1pm feeling pretty worn out. We had practiced for an hour before we performed, there was socialising with some of the locals (always draining for me) plus the routine, plus the 2 hours of fresh air and chatting. Our chats are very deep and philosophical which also can be draining - VERY enjoyable and inspiring, but tiring.

Thank goodness it was “fend for yourself” night and I didn’t have to worry about cooking. I had made up some boiled egg mix on Thursday - boiled eggs, butter, salt, pepper and coleslaw dressing - yum and my dinner tonight.

Now I’m ready to sleep.

Nite all.

Another Week Done

Julie Andrews on turning 79 (she’s now 89!)

To commemorate her birthday , actress/vocalist, Julie Andrews made a special appearance at Manhattan's Radio City Music Hall for the benefit of the AARP. One of the musical numbers she performed was 'My Favorite Things' from the legendary movie 'Sound Of Music'. Here are the lyrics she used:

( If you sing it, it’s especially hysterical!)

Botox and nose drops and needles for knitting,

Walkers and handrails and new dental fittings,

Bundles of magazines tied up in string,

These are a few of my favorite things.

Cadillacs and cataracts, hearing aids and glasses,

Polident and Fixodent and false teeth in glasses,

Pacemakers, golf carts and porches with swings,

These are a few of my favorite things.

When the pipes leak, When the bones creak,

When the knees go bad,

I simply remember my favorite things,

And then I don't feel so bad.

Hot tea and crumpets and corn pads for bunions,

No spicy hot food or food cooked with onions,

Bathrobes and heating pads and hot meals they bring,

These are a few of my favorite things.

Back pain, confused brains and no need for sinnin',

Thin bones and fractures and hair that is thinnin',

And we won't mention our short shrunken frames,

When we remember our favorite things.

When the joints ache, When the hips break,

When the eyes grow dim,

Then I remember the great life I've had,

And then I don't feel so bad.

Another day in The Bay with BGWLBH. We brought home food, but not ‘batteries’ that was written on the top of the list! Bugger.

Nothing else of interest for the last two days.

Life is good, quiet and verging on boring.

Time to sleep because I have a show to perform tomorrow.

Watch this space.

Nite all.

Stormy Weather

We’ve had some good rain tonight. I’m not sure how much. Maybe 15-20mm.

Apparently, there is more coming.

A few dogs have gone missing from their yard because of a fear of storms and I read a few stories about dogs quivering in fear inside their homes. Harley was not bothered.

Lots of lightning and thunder and rain. I didn’t notice any wind, but I may not have heard it over the sound of heavy rain on the tin roof.

BGWLBH and I spent half the day in The Bay doing tax stuff, drinking coffee, buying the winning lotto tickets, Office Works, Choice, butcher, Coles and more.

We returned home as the weather built up.

It was Adoring Husband’s turn to cook. I reheated last night’s leftovers while AH cooked lamb chops on the barbecue and roasted a big tray of vegetables in the oven for he and BGWLBH.

We played trivia before watching a couple of shows and heading to bed.

It was a pleasant day.

Now it’s time to sleep.

Nite all.

Double Day

Monday was a public holiday and BGWLBH and I spent the day in The Bay. Surprisingly, just about every shop was open! Reduced hours, but open!

Probably for the first time ever, we came home with absolutely no purchases. 

Totally exhausted.

Today was meditation day.

It was a very reduced class because 7 of our group are on holidays.

The hoop qi gong class was also reduced, for the same reason.

Before and after class, The Gypsy and I practiced our routine for Saturday.

Once again, I was exhausted!

We chatted for 2.5 hours.

For dinner, I cooked orange/fig chicken drumsticks with creamy mash, asparagus and carrot sticks.

An hour of trivia followed.

Now I need to sleep.

Nite all.

Hoop Dance

WHO sneaky business 

For a Sunday - I started by cooking bacon and eggs for BGWLBH, playing with Harley and getting ready for hoop qi gong practice.

The Gypsy picked me up at 10am and we drove to Traviston Park to practice.

Gale force conditions prevailed so it was difficult to keep our balance and difficult to control the hoop, but we persisted for almost an hour.

We sat for 2.5 hours to chat - par for the course.

By the time I got home, I was starving, so I made a roast pork, tomato (from the garden) and onion toasted sandwich with a cup of tea.

I watched the Women’s NRL Grand Final.

I watched Taskmaster.

I cooked ‘barbecue honey soy chicken’ and served it with the salads that BGWLBH had prepared the previous night for ‘fend for yourself’ dinner.

We watched the NRL grand final - after the first 30 minutes, I was not invested and spent more time in Facebook on my device than actually watching the game. Neither team was of interest to me.

I felt that the umpiring was biased and I disagreed with many of the calls. The team that Sydney based NRL wanted to win … won. Just my opinion.

I watched Bill Bailey’s Pub Walks before coming to bed.

Now I’m watching Spicks n Specks from my bed.

This is what I’ll fall asleep to the sound of.

Nite all.