You see, J's poppa is unwell and in hospital, and he's gone downhill quickly. So I jumped in my car and raced around to their place, which thankfully is only five minutes up the road. They dashed off to the hospital, and I spent most of the morning cleaning their house. I am a crisis cleaner (plus I really like cleaning) - there is nothing worse than getting horrible news and coming home to a messy house. So I did the dishes, vacuumed, cleaned the kitchen, took out the recycling, put away their clean laundry, made their beds, you name it. We haven't heard any bad news yet, but we're expecting it any time now.
Then the little guy and I went back to my place, and waited for J to arrive home from Warrnambool - he was at the Speedway Championships - something I was looking forward to attending before I got glandular fever and ceased being able to sleep in the back of a ute in a noisy campsite. Then we all went for a two hour swim in the creek with the two dogs, which is lovely and deep thanks to the floods! Shower, food, nanna nap, food, Monty Python, bed... that was the rest of my day!
So you see, I really did have good intentions (albeit a little sneaky) so I apologise. All I have to offer is some Instagr.am pictures from my week, so I hope that suffices. I will promise some outfit photos this week!
(The wheel of J's dad's Indian Chief - he lovingly rebuilt it over 30 years. It's been finished for 5, I think)
(the remote control plane is the best way to tire out two puppies - they run around the paddocks chasing it until they collapse in a heap)
(HMS Poppy going for a dip)
(Clouds in the creek)
(J harvested some honey - from two frames we got around 5kg of the stuff! Sticky and messy but the house smelt so good)
(I'm overloading on the study right now - with my IT degree plus Chinese tutoring. I want to find a Russian tutor too, but I can't find one)
(J's new bee-suit... doing the robot)
(Footy-loving dog - the unpredictable bouncing drives him crazy!)
(My beautiful Mary and her freaky eye - apparently quite common, says my Uncle)
(And finally, cool clouds on Saturday. The moon was out too, but refused to be photographed)