Sunday, April 29, 2007


The World Cup is over! I will soon have back a more coherent and alert hubby in Craig.

Saturday, April 21, 2007

Happy 4th Birthday

to dear Ezra.

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Happy Birthday Bro!

What a cutey!


Zeke went back home on Tuesday and is recovering well from his surgical ordeal. He will be watched like a hawk by G&E until his stitches have healed and the cone can be removed from around his head!

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Something to remember her by

Take a little bit of this:
Plus a bit from this picture of one of the orchids Mum grew on the front porch:

And then you get this:

Friday, April 06, 2007

Craig will be playing for the Richmond CC!

He bought it accidentally (on purpose) on eBay!
One game in the Twenty20 Cup against a team with Victorian players (ie. Brad Hodge or Mick Lewis). Proceeds go to the Good Friday Appeal.
This will happen in November/December and he will train with the Richmond Cricket Club in the follow-up to the match, which will be either a Tuesday or a Wednesday evening.
More details as we learn more.


G&E's kitty is at the vets for a couple of days. He has Feline Lower Urinary Tract Disease (FLUTD). Poor thing hasn't been able to pee so they had to operate on his bits. Pressed paws for a quick recovery.

Thursday, April 05, 2007

Not enough sleep...

Living in SK is always interesting. We get to enjoy F1GP aerial entertainment. We see the occassional celebrity down the street (Jimmy Barnes, Kimi Raikkonen, Paulini is a regular) as well as the Melbourne football team; we've seen Nathan Brown and Luke Darcy. We saw some UK band called Gomez load up their gear in a van for their sound check at the Palace. Duncan Armstrong was staying in the hotel near our favourite cafes. We saw Dannii Minogue doing her thing for charity with Shane Warne at the Junction Oval. Its all very interesting and great for people watching.
On the flip side, you get drunken/drug-affected couples having violent domestic disputes on your front step at 1.30am. So much so, you have to call '000' to get the cops down to (a) make sure he really isn't "going to kill" her, (b) they move them off the front door step, and (c) give me peace of mind that someone is down there doing something while the dog and I listen to the discussions from upstairs while Craig is away at the office.
I think on average, we have dealings with the police (calling them, providing any information regarding break-ins downstairs) at least twice a year.
Oh and the doorbell ringing is just hilarious late night on the weekends.
I love living in SK... just leave out the dodgy stuff.