Unfortunately, I urgently required some ‘stuff’ like dog bones, meat for dinner, butter, lotto and to exchange my bras for a smaller size, so I had to forego a number of hours worth of tennis watching to fulfil my needs.
I missed the Storm Hunter match and the Alex De Minaur match and most of the Jordan Thompson match.
Bugger.
I’m currently flipping between the Popyrin vs Muller and the Djokovic vs Martinez matches.
No cricket tonight, so I didn’t have worry about that, but I did flip over to ‘I’m a Celebrity’ a few times.
I crumbed some chicken for dinner and made potato salad, coleslaw and a mixed salad to go with.
This evening, I hid some liver treats around the lounge room and waited to see if Harley would find them with his trusty nose. He found every one of them.
The reason that I did that, is because, in the afternoons, the ground around the pool is too hot for him to run on so I have to find other ways to keep his mind active. So I threw his knotted rope around the yard for a little while. He was catching it on the full and loving it!
Before I let him back inside, I hid the eight liver treats around the room. It’s not something that I’ve done before, so I was surprised at how quickly he found them.
It’s now almost 10pm and I have an early start in the morning because meditation recommences in the hall, so I’m hoping that Djokovic wins quickly. He won the first set 6-3. Popyrin is winning 2 sets to 1 so hopefully, he wins the next one quickly too. I’d really like to be fresh for meditation class.
Oh … remember Tones and I? She sang that godawful song “Dance Monkey”. She was different and unique and seemed to be her own person …
Now, she has become this …
… a carbon copy of all the blond bimbo pop singers. I’m a little disappointed.
Nite all.








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