slurpees

When I finished work last night, I put to action what I had thought of doing many times, grabbing a Slurpee on the way home from work.

So last night I drove the extra distant to 7-11 to pick up a Slurpee. I arrive at 7-11, I park the car, I walk in and grab a Slurpee cup, only to have the attendant say to me "No Slurpee’s after midnight, the machine is on wash". ahhh the disappointment. Perhaps tonight when I finish work at 9:30 rather than midnight I will be able to pick up a Slurpee on the way home.

I can see clearly now…

… the rain has gone.

This afternoon it rained, it wasn’t pouring and it wasn’t drizzleing just raining. That of course meant car accidents on the roads when we were coming back from the shops. I got a bath sheet, only ever had towels before, nice and cosy.

Can’t remember the last time it rained.

band-aids

Band-Aids, that little adhesive plaster strip that has served so many of us.  I in particular am a fan of one certain type of Band-Aid – Fabric Band-Aid.

The fabric Band-Aid is better than the regular plastic strips  on so many levels, they don’t tear, they don’t make my skin all sweaty, they stretch nicely and just feel so comfy.

All my bags, purses and handbags, have a stash of Band-Aids in, mainly due to my ever-ending cuts etc but also when someone asks "Does anyone have a Band-Aid?" I just pull one out and hand it over. πŸ™‚

Currently I have band-aids on four fingers; one from a bad cardboard cut at work, one from another cut and two on fingers where I have bad skin flaps – you know those shreds of skin that tear up beside you nails and are extremely painful?

Band-Aids and I get on very well.

Some days I think shares in Johnson&Johnson could be a really good idea

bridge

Pabbi is off to bridge today. It doesn’t sound very exciting but it is so much. Since Pabbi retired, it has being hard all round but especially hard for him. Days are spent sleeping or drinking. Over the weekend it got especially bad as his thoughts turned sour. Thoughts that none of us were ready for. Mum and him had a good chat and today he is off to his first social event other than work that does not include family since coaching discus probably ten years ago.

Pabbi and I often have our disagreements but today I am proud of him and here is to more Wednesday mornings, when I see him walk out the door, dressed up and saying I am off to bridge, see you this afternoon.

The tide is turning.

sleeping

Many times, when I am sitting in a lecture at Uni, I nod off for a fraction of a second, before I realise what it is I am doing and force my self to wake up, focus and take notes. But, what happens when you don’t realise what you are doing and don’t wake up? That is what I did this morning in my lecture for Social Context of Asian Business, this is one of my smaller subjects with 66 students registered d but no where near that in the lecture.

I blame it purely on the Green Day and Simple Plan concert last night (it went off except for copious amounts of prepubescent girls screaming). After the period where I truly fell asleep for a minute or two, I struggled to keep my self aware and focused on the lecture on hand. My notes are all over the page, where I have kept writing when I was sleepy or could not focus on where the lines were on the page.

I seem to be in a constant state of sleepiness at Uni, must be all those early starts. Here is to the rest of the semester and trying not to fall asleep in class. (What would my mum say??)