In the event you are reading this, and care, here are the things I did today:
1. Defied physics and engineering (and my husband's prediction) by actually getting all four of my dining chairs into my Magna, and drove them to a nearby town to be reupholstered. I made this decision a few weeks ago, when I sat down to dinner and was stabbed in the buttock with a nail-or-staple poking through the fabric, and saw the 'cushion' sags downward, and they look more like those chairs designed for people stricken with haemorrhoids. They are going to look magnificent with the bright green shiny fabric I have chosen (they're kind of heritage looking, so it's going to go just fine). It's a new lease of life for these lovely old chairs. I inherited them from my late aunt. I can recall having dinner at her house on these chairs, and I'm sure they have had this same fabric for at least thirty years. The craftswoman who will do the work says they have had an upholstering at some stage of their life, but I cannot recall it. I do look forward to not sitting on a chair that could only please a Fakir, anyway.
2. Downloaded 'Summer Rain' by Johnny Rivers onto my iPod. This song is magnificence on a musical stave, isn't it? It's just one of the most wonderfully evocative songs. I always feel like kicking back and cuddling with a loved one, listening to the rain and sipping wine. This is strange, because I'm not drinking a lot lately. Drank too much last weekend, and am detoxing myself somewhat. Anyway, it's all laid-backiness, Woodstockiness, don't-give-a-shitness. I have always liked it.
3. I also downloaded 'Hey, You' by Bachman Turner Overdrive. I have loved this song since I was a kid - my older sister had their album, and although everyone knows the stuttering 'You Ain't Seen Nothing Yet', this is an often overlooked and underrated one. Give it a listen, peeps.
4. Sighed. A lot. This is because I appear to have acquired a troll. I'm not afraid, just perplexed. It's not just me being 'trolled', it's other admins of this FB site of which I am admin. Someone is like a dog with a bone, like a snappy turtle gripping a twig in its jaws, like a Cyclops in his single-eyed vision about what's wrong with the world. Well, us lot, anyway. I've been personally mentioned in a blog, and possibly on his Twitter account. Does this mean I've finally made it in the crazy old world of show business? I do hope this guy finds another hobby horse soon.
5. Put forward my interest in reading from my latest book at the Scone Writer's Festival, which will be held on the long weekend in October. This is the first time the event is to be held, and local writers are very excited about it. One of my colleagues will launch her next book on the Friday night, and I might take along one of my children. There is to be a discussion on the Sunday on digital vs paper. I might take along another of my children, but he will doubtless be bored and whine. 'Stop bitching and get some culcha in ya!' will be my considered reply.
6. Put up some pictures on my FB page from my father's 85th birthday party last Saturday. I was able to include some old newspaper clippings of some of his exploits over the years (he's a very well known former rough rider, and one of the pics was of him buckjumping - former Australian buckjumping champ, no less - and this was in the days when they did it tough; TEN seconds, and not this wussy eight seconds business). I did the speech on behalf of my siblings, and it was a mighty fine one, if I do say so myself. My sister-in-law arranged for a power point presentation, which was quite poignant in some places, as some included my mother, who is no longer with us.
Well, that's it for now. Tomorrow, I am going to get back into my work-in-progress. I also have to plan a lesson for a class I am hoping to teach next term - mature age students. Exciting stuff, exciting times ahead. I hope.
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