Ok, I love Twitter…..a lot. On a bad day of bad things happening in little ol New Zealand, there are still some funny bastards on twitter that literally made me laugh out lo….. {you get the rest}
@MaowreeDeaker (this guys name just cracks me up – kiwi joke) on the 7.1 earthquake that struck Christchurch today and has been rumbling aftershocks off continuously
Random on the 6.1 earthquake that hit Tonga 1.5hrs ago:
and finally just a general funny;
Goodnight, hope you and yours are safe wherever you are xxxx
Gloomy days always make for the best photos and this is one of the best pics I have taken in a while. And I took it on my iphone. From the car. Outside Ethan’s school. LOVE.
Campbell Live had Patea Maori Club on live tonight and it made me cry with joy as I danced and pretended I had some poi. Seriously. The song first came out when I was 4 and I would be willing to bet that I saw all 22 episodes of RTR Countdown when it was number one in New Zealand because I know for a fact that my Mum loved it as much as I did and we turned it up loud on the old Thorn TV every time it was on. Number 1 by Christmas!
A Shi-tzu wearing a sweater chewing on a sheep skull. This is what Lou did all day after he dragged himself out of {my} bed. It’s getting cold but still no rain. This time a year ago I was obsessing about how to get my clothes dry, this year it’s more about how to get them washed!
Is that Ethan has two pet frogs. Tim and Mike. One is shy, one is not. I don’t know which one is which but they are WILD creatures, caught fresh by Steve Irwin Ethan himself in his Nana’s pond.
So, five minutes ago I went into the boys room to take him to the bathroom before I went to bed and a sound like I have NEVER hear before ERUPTED from the floor and the brave frog hooned past me making his cacophonous run up the hallway into our room.
It was the most exciting Friday night I have had in a while, I have never had to deal with so many freaky animals in my whole life. I am on animal duty at the farm this weekend, so I am feeding chickens and an extra dog as well as Lou and the frog brothers.
In other dog-related news, Lou got a mani-pedi today. I asked the groomer how much to get him shaved, not ‘groomed’ just shaved, as if he was being admitted to prison shaved. She was not happy with this request and told me $30 but said she would not be able to make Lou beautiful without the whole she-bang. I told her Louie may look like a prized pedigree Shi-Tzu but he is really a farm dog that needs the hair out from between his toes so he is able to stalk chickens and protect his girl Mollie from Boxer dogs and huntaways. The groomer didn’t know WTF I was on about so I wrote her a cheque. Cause that’s how I roll.
I live on a little farm. Two boys, one big, one not so big and a boy dog belong to me and I them. I love Coca Cola in all of its sugar-less forms and I love you internet. I take way too many pictures of my kid and collect them all here. This is what I am doing when I should be reading accounting textbooks or cleaning or cooking or other 'useful' things.
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