You learn something every day, I had no idea the band was name after a drug. Mind you, I am aware I don't know a lot of noormal things and so I googled the band's name, just in case.
Yesterday afternoon our Premier resigned. On Facebook. Fabulous statesman like behaviour. I shall look forward to Twittered Government laws next.
I shall not miss him, he has not been a good Premier over all. His decisions about Education, aboriginal artifacts, Hydro prices, police appointments and I could go on, have been full of vision- his vision- but lacking in substance and action. He says he left for family reasons, but I think he's leaving before things hit the fan. I know family is important, but he took an overseas trip with his wife late last year I think and he hung on so he could attend the posh and celebrated opening of MONA just this weekend. Very poor show. I know there are a lot of families where both parents work long hours at demanding jobs, and they too would like the opportunity to resign in a few years and spend time with their families. It was his job to help all the families in our state.
I shouldn't be disappointed, most politicians aim to disappoint. I do think we need better education about Politics though. People are saying they didn't vote for Lara, the new Premier. Of course they didn't, unless they were in her Electorate. They probably didn't vote for the erstwhile Premier either. The political party with the most seats, wins. They elect the Premier.
I have given myself a potato mashing injury. I mashed some potatoes to go with the meatballs I made for MrsDrWho and went to visit yesterday. When I came home much later on, I had a sore hand and at the bottom of my ring finger was a kind of blood blister bruise. At first I had no idea how I injured myself.
I did come home late, 8-30pm-ish, because we accidentally watched two episodes of Sherlock. The DVD arrived before Christmas but we hadn't watched it. It is very, very good. But I came home to two ravenous hounds. Their dinner was very late. They had some corn to gnaw on while I cooked.
As I was mashing up the meat and vegetables I realised how I had bruised my hand. The Princess and the Pea people, The Princess and the Pea!! I popped a lemonade icy pole on it- still in its packet, and that seemed to do the trick.
We have a new vacuum cleaner. The old one is about 25 years old and last year the cover broke and I just masking taped it back on, but it really wasn't doing a good job. All the moulting meant that we were being almost buried under dog hair and the vacuum was having no effect. Enter The Hoover:
It vacuums the hair up like magic and also lots of dust and dirt that was deep down in the carpet. Needless to say it is not a welcome addition to our household. It is The Red Devil according to Peri and Gilly.
Lorelai Gilmore wrought her revenge by stealing the cardboard and plastic packaging and killing it to death outside the back door.
I have finished the Harry Feet socks. I am very cross that I forgot to take a photo of them on my sock blockers. I shall have to take them with me and make MrsDrWho get the socks back out and then re-photograph them.
The Harry Feet Socks, made with Ixchel's super merino and nylon 4ply in Harry Potter colourway. I used 2.5mm nickel plated dpns and cast on 64 stitches. The pattern is my own. That sounds a bit pretentious, it's not a 'pattern' as such, but I thought up the arrangement of the stitches.
I surprised myself by digging out the Chappa'ai Cardigan, and I picked up the stitches on the back. I am knitting down the ribbing. I just have to find the ball of wool I bought last year to finish it. I have the front to unravel and pick up and then knit that ribbing downwards as well. Two short seams and then it is just a zip to insert. I may try the new way I saw on Interweave Knits.
I have been following Immigration Nation on SBS, but before it there's a show called Faces of America, which is a kind of Who Do You Think You Are? I was struck by the way the celebrities felt so very defined by their ancestors, and how they described themselves as Irish-American or Mexican-American. It made me wonder if I am in some way deficient, or if it is a particular American POV? I don't really have any idea of my ancestors, of who they were, at all. I know I have Irish, English and French heritage on both sides, but I have never thought of myself as anything other than Australian. None of my classmates at school described themselves as Latvian-Australian, Austrian-Australian, Italian-Australian or Irish-Australian. I've never heard MrsDrWho describe herself, but I think she is plain Australian???
I never think of myself as being defined by my far distant ancestors, though I know my immediate family shaped who I am. Maybe these thoughts are just peculiar to me?? And thank you MrsDrWho, I will say 'Yes, I am peculiar', before you get a chance!!
On the reading front, well there has not been much. I misplaced one Library book and then I lost the will to look for it and so I just didn't go to The Library. Once I found the book, I picked up Martha's CupCakes and a very good biography of Katherine Parr, Henry VIII's sixth wife. I've also been reading The Dad's Army Scripts, Seasons 4-9. It is very funny, and I imagine the show in my mind as I read the words.
The Labradors are asleep now they've had a walk and been fed. I am off to brave The Hospital's lack of parking to try and pick up some drugs from The Pharmacy and then I might look for my wool this afternoon.