day off tomorrow!
i am one happy little vegemite.
tired too.
but yay!
who knows what adventures we will undertake. i'm sure it'll be a gooden.
and yay too coz sculptures by the sea starts in a couple days. that's exciting.
howie is so the funnest.
meanwhile, today was meant to be super dooper tanning day at the beach. ba baow. ah well. all is good in the world.
four kiddies became christians at GAP last night. go God!
and here's to lachie - he's a brave lad being my guinea pig.
and here's to lachy - he's a helpful lad being a passenger.
and here's to springwood - i have to drive their today for work.
and here's to breakfast - i'm going to eat some now.
so much been the week of singlets. so many different tan lines though. in spite of my overall whiteness. oh summer.
hsc marking time = limited access to home computer & internet. boo.
mmmm coconut
mmmm watermelon
mmmm tomato & basil pretzels
mmmm water
mmmm sleep
sometimes i see myself as very lazy. i don't know if others see it or not.
how fun is meeting up with zoe again. hoorah for that. and meeting up with phil this morning too. hoorah! i like to catch up with these people. i also get to start reading 'the heavenly man' again with phil. that is many goods.
exhibit A - it's good, when i'm too lazy to wash my hair, just wear a bandana. aaah.
(please note: i also wear them when my hair is clean. please don't make dirty hair assumptions if you see me with something on my head!)
i bought a coconut tonight. i've wanted to for a week. i think because of the ayam signs in westfield. i drained it, and smashed it, and ate some of it. i like coconuts.
i also bought some watermelon. it's in the fridge. i like watermelon to be cold.
the big hubcap is coming to armidale!

it'll be a transport museum with heaps of vintage cars or something.
with such an attraction in new england, tourists might now think twice about taking the pacific highway.
my cousin melinda is six years older than me. that means today she turns 30. whoa.
this is us turning one and seven.

happy birthday mel!
sometimes i get all enthused about the idea of heading overseas and working for God.
i'm reading "Building for God in Papua New Guinea" by Arthur and Jean Kelshaw, who are members of my church. they went over in the 1950s to build an admin block for a hospital, and houses for missionaries, at the same time training locals with building apprenticeships.
yesterday i briefly saw part of a dvd where rick warren was outlining what he sees as the five major problems in the world: spiritual emptiness, selfish leadership, poverty, disease and lack of education. he then went on to outline his P.E.A.C.E Plan.
meanwhile, steve mentioned briefly on saturday night about how even just going and telling people that boiling water can help prevent many diseases would make a difference to countless lives.
anyway, i was just thinking about how much can be done, and how little it can take - if that makes sense?
but then, does it just stay an idea?
my bestfriend from year 12 appeared on msn for the first time today. i hadn't spoken to her in three years. not because of anything, just coz we were no longer in the same circle. it was a brief but good little catch up.
we'll have coffee sometime.
what is wrong with all you people???
napoleon dynamite? funny? seriously?! i struggled through it, with howie and with boredom.
if i didn't know any better i'd say i'd been whisked back to 1999 or 2000, and tim had picked it for us all to watch. it was that quality. ah, good old tim.
i am sleepy.
caves are fun things. my first caving experience - i'm sure it wasn't tough by any real standards, but it was good muddy fun. it was awesome how people worked together to help others through. pretty special. some people found it pretty hard going.
i think i am quite glad not to be a teenager anymore. well i haven't been for four years, but still.
i don't know why people think i'm claustrophobic. coz i'm not.
and woo poo gave me a photo frame of fun, and a cool wind chime yesterday.
and happy birthday today to steve!
ah, how lovely is the hour of 5:21am.
especially with a working day of at least a 17-hour working day ahead of you, plus another 5 or 6 hours the next day.
glad it's God who gives us strength. coz my body sure can't manage it!
so off to orange we go!
"It's all about Poo
It's all about you
You are now the proud owner
of a third world loo"
howie bought me a household toilet from the TEAR gift catalogue, as well as two old school Gumby DVDs and a fun ute blue torch keyring thing. another pressie is still to come apparently.
debs gave me 'a bugs life' DVD and book on the Waugh twins. it's super fun coz on the inside cover it says 'Dear Dan, Merry Christmas 98. Love Mum and Dad xxx". debbie then added "just ignore that".
tamara - two photos in a fun frame.
monies - mumma and dad.
lachie's traditional porche/tool kit card.
a fun card from Howie's mum, with a picture he drew when he was about 6 years old. hehe.
ethel, an old lady in WA sent me a silver pocket telephone index.
a zillion smses, 5 or so cards, a few blog posts, three phone calls and two emails (thanks people).
and i feel awful if i've forgotten some big important person.
but i'm not yet 24. one hour and 24 mins to go.
when you shower, do you face the shower head, or face away from it?
and while i'm at it, why do people always say "hello" into microphones to see if they work?
i wore the most uncomfortable pair of shoes today. there always uncomfortable, but somehow i convince myself that 'this time they'll be better'. i'm sorry my sore little feet.
"hey how are ya" still gets me everytime. some jokes just never grow old. well not yet.
today i felt like little miss vacuum. so i made a picture, although they didn't have a vacuum option.
flower... vacuum... close enough.
click little miss vacuum to make your own mr men and little miss at their official website.
i had to blog one photo. i think frederik and mary are quite the attractive looking pair.

the titles of steven seagal movies are always so quality...
today you die
out for a kill
half past dead
exit wounds
fire down below
under siege
on deadly ground
out for justice
marked for death
hard to kill
the list goes on... gold
steve had a cowboys and indians party, so we dressed up. i'm sure the mcleod's daughters look is cowboy enough for anyone, as is the 80s punk look.

evenings highlights... lachy hitting me in the lip with a gun, mum trying to walk through the fly screen, jo kemp also trying to walk through the fly screen, the pasta salad, ben's speech, chatting with tim, sitting on a milk crate to eat my dinner, sam's head dress, all in amongst many other things i'm sure...
happy birthday today to brettles and ben
i like watching movies like mary poppins with mumma and debs. so much fun singing.
happy birthday joel.
so last night i might have got caught up in all the excitement of three-legged giant undie races and held will's hand. but it's not my fault - shell and tamara did it first.
but twas a good GAP return. many funs and goods.
lachy's doing work experience with us next week. that's fun.
and oh productivity is a great thing.
ripped from howie ripped from b.
1. If money were no object, what would you be doing with your life?
If money was no object, I would be giving it away more and more, coz what am I gonna do with it? I’d just waste it. I might buy a house, but that’s about it. It’d just be more money for the Kingdom
2. Money is just that - an object, so why aren’t you doing it?
Because I don’t have it. I try to do my bit, but on my income sometimes that doesn’t feel like much. And I can’t buy a house
3. What’s better: horses or cows?
cows seem more user friendly. horses are pretty, and I feel sorry for them. cows.
4. What do you think the secret to happiness is?
I don’t think there’s a secret really… it’s probably different for everyone. But having your life rooted in the love of Christ, that’s as good a start as you’re going to get. Having people around you. And a sense of humour about things.
5. When was the last time you had a dream that you either remember well or did not want to awake from? Can you share a bit?
I had dreams last night about me and howie riding out bikes to some beach, and I bent my frame, so I had to walk the rest of the way, but for some reason there was a parachute thing on my bike, so at the beach we could kite surf. Another part of my dream I was looking after zachariah goodsir, and we were playing a poking game where he’d morph into different characters. My favourite was teenage mutant ninja turtles. So now I’m all inspired about them and have the song in my head.
6. When you were a little kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?
through primary school – a teacher (hello parents)
through lower highschool – a mechanical engineer
through upper highschool – a park ranger
7. Complete this statement: Love is……
”wanting to spend the rest of your life near her” according to the picture on the back of our toilet door
8. Can you tell a good story?
not often
9. Can you remember your last daydream? What was it about?
I think I had one yesterday when I was worried we might hit a kangaroo on the way home from orange, and what could happen with that.
10. If you were to thank someone today, who would you thank?
mal for our conversations yesterday and last night
today me thinks i go to orange for work... Australia's Colour City.
sadly, it means no zoe, and no tradition tonight. but what you gonna do.
happy birthday philly. 30!
i do not know how, but i papercutted my lip last night. it feels quite strange.
happily birthiday to swadeness - are you 40 yet?
it is strange seeing old friends. a guy i used to hang out with, there were about four of us, owns his own lawnmowing business and often frequents my street. normally i drive past and wave, but today i was walking past. as we chatted, it was funny thinking, 'hey i used to hang out with you' and remembering that my parents were a little nervous about that. the one time i put them through any grief. ah, funny times.
on sunday howie and I visited bicentennial park for some frivolity. we took photos. here are some:

this is Howie pretty excited to be on a pontoon. we couldn’t find any fishys in the water though.

shhhhh… don’t tell Debbie I’m kissing howie

we went walking along some random track, which did end up leading to an observation tower. it was very muddy, but fun nonetheless. it looks pretty.

there he is!

we walked to and had lunch at Rhodes shopping centre, from phat boys thai. it was bloody hot soup that burnt my hands off. Rhodes is a tops place.

Howie took fun photos of the fountainy thing

yay for afternoon of fun!
and the computer did something strange to my lunch first time around, and i just thought i'd show you all. i thought it funny.
the end.
i had a flat tyre today. actually i had a flat tyre yesterday too. but today the spare tyre got it's first run.
i was completely uninvolved in the changing process, except for holding up the car with steve when howie managed to knock it off the jack.
tomorrow all my tyres will be new. and it will cost me more than $440. that's pretty not exciting.
one day i'll blog photos from howie and my fun sunday adventures.
and oopsies coz twas tazz's birthday yesterday, and i forgot to say anything when i saw her. happy birthday taryn.
and today it is happy birthday to jo.
ride my bike
especially like feeling ill
talk to God enough
like having no choice
think HSCers should be under so much pressure
enjoy going for a jog but i like to do it
often sunburn
like living out of suitcase
pay much attention to politics
like soaring petrol prices
mow the lawn
listen to enough music
like fat on meat
think i'd make a very good african
like mango
drive slowly
understand many things
like missing breakfast
always have direction
like injustice
want to be missing people
like injuring but not bruising
read my Bible as much as i desire
help much around the house
like my face being touched
have a door
sing loud enough
i don't i don't i don't...
Philippians 4:11 'for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances'
i do have a level of contentment
although i'm not quite there yet
fun was conversations, vanilla chai, memories, laughs, muffins and bo with libby in her lovely house for three hours.
fun was chats, picnic rug, lane cove, soya crisps and tomato & basil pretzels with howie.
fun was 50 cent pizza and 50 cent mobile phone biscuits (*cough* will *cough*).
happy birthday liv.
i have discovered vega 953. i must be a baby boomer. that's their market i believe.
lachie ripped up bowling. i came 2nd and 3rd. valiant effort on my part.
i like pie.
i love howie.
there was so totally something blog worthy in my head this morning. but alas, it escapes me, leaving this in it's place.
disappointing.
but there is some pretty cool stuff going on at the moment. details to follow. probably not for a few months but.
happy birthday hammo.
"God luvd da ppl of dis wrld so much dat he gave his only Son, so dat evry1 who has faith in him will have eternal life & neva really die" John 3:16 (CEV).
the bible society has been busy.
mini-holiday has been extended to include tomorrow. that is fun. and to celebrate, tomorrow we bowl and lunch at pie in the sky. with the fun of debs, lachie and will (sorry tamara). and will and tamara make fun visitors.
happy birthday to kimberly. baby cousin ain't no baby no more.
this one goes out to patrick and littla america records.
patrick sent me a snazzy shirt and a couple of CDs, which is awesome. howie and i listened to brandon and lucas last night. not bad. so thanks!
i don't much like photos of myself, but it's worth it coz of the shirt. a promise is a promise. and for the benefit of patrick, i'm also holding a koala if you can see it. coz that's what australians do - hold koalas and hop around in their pet kangaroo's pouches.

how fun are packages from overseas!
last day of mini-holiday tomorrow. that's a bit sad. tonight howie and i went to manly and north head. twas good. who knows what the go is tomorrow. i'm quite tired. quite indeed. i might have some cheese.
birthdays for mattsir and ben. hope they're happy ones. what a year.
xander was climbing on my wardrobe this morning while i was in bed and knocked off a photo of streaker, smashing glass on my floor. dad came in and cleaned it up for me with the broom. as he went to get the dust pan, mum walks past asking what happened, and dad said "xander did it", she replied with "what? brought in the broom?". oh, i laughed.
i love my grandma. my grandpa too. they're so funny. i'm pretty fortunate to have all four grandparents still alive and relatively well. grandpa turns 87 today. that's pretty old. he doesn't reckon he'll be around to turn 90. but he never thought he'd be around to turn 87 either. our family seems to breed longevity.
oh and i wanted to say a BIG congrats to the sister of mine who's scored a job at rouse hill next year. good on them for picking her. i reckon she's awesome.
footboot is back!
i have very little voice. something must be living in my throat.
an injured possum decided to come find help from us this morning by laying itself on our back step and scaring the bejeepers out of debbie. the vet thinks they'll have to put it down though.
sam is good value. we watched a strange movie yesterday, 7 seconds. you should read his blog.
family lunch today.
a dude from morling college preached last night. about romans 15, and also about the yao people in malawi and mozambique. i'd seen the dvd before, but it was good to see again. thankyou God for people who go into the world in Your Name.
joseph, from uganda, then got up to sing, but also told us about how islam is 'winning' in africa because they back up their words with actions - building schools and hospitals. he told us that when we go to africa, we have to go with our words (God's words) and our pockets. because the people will hear and see and decide its a good thing. interesting to hear it from the horse's mouth, as such.
and yay for inverellians being back.
an happy birthday auntie ros for yesterday, and grandpa for today!