Why is is Christmas in July?? Surely it should be Christmas in June, six months after Christmas in December?? I was pondering this today because we celebrated CIJ at Leukaemia Support Group. My mum and her friends had Christmas a little while ago too. I baked Nigella's Sticky Gingerbread Cake and topped it with some fondant snowflakes and snowy icing sugar. I think they looked lovely, and people thought I was magic to make the snowflakes. I told them where to find the cutters, so they too could make magical snowflakes.
On Friday I was invited to the Family Birthday Outing for MrsDrWho. I struggled on with my poor RSI finger, no purling, and made the 3.5 metres of I-cord I needed for Young Her's Life of Brain hat.
And here it is being modelled in a brainy position. Young Her is very chuffed.
I made a Creeper Waist Bag for Young Him. It was rather successful, unlike the pocket appliqué on the pyjamas. I picked up scrapbookin' puffy paint instead of the appliqué puffy paint. Now I must cut out another sixty-four tiny squares (well almost) and wait another twenty-four hours for it to dry. There is also talk of a Creeper apron....
Obviously the bag is much larger than the pocket.
Miss Lorelai Gilmore found a long dead thing when we were walking at the dam. She decided it needed to be sniffed, and maybe even nibbled. Peri was on her lead ready to walk on the road and so I handed her off to Rafa's Dad while I went to fetch Gilly. Gilly thinks that if she doesn't look at me, she doesn't have to obey commands. She's a rascal. Poor Peri was not very happy at being left with Rafa's Dad. Her worried look changed to one of joy when we came back.
There was a wiggly tail trot past by very happy Labradors. Their tails swish so quickly, the camera (Or perhaps it is me?? That's more likely) can't keep up.
Knitting Dining Out this week was indeed dessert. I had a wondrous Toasted marshmallow coconut meringue with raspberry curd and strawberry gelato. I was very lucky, as almost all the other desserts contained chocolate and/or coffee, and I can't have either. My dessert was too much really, but I broke my Stop When You Think You Have Had Enough Rule and finished every last spoonful.
At LSG Christmas In July we learned that not only were we clueless about The Grinch and his paraphernalia, but no-one knew the second verse to Jingle Bells. Lovely Nurse #2 and I said we knew the second verse of the National Anthem, and so we sang it, to the amusement and amazement of all:
Beneath our radiant Southern Cross
We’ll toil with hearts and hands;
To make this Commonwealth of ours
Renowned of all the lands;
For those who’ve come across the seas
We’ve boundless plains to share;
With courage let us all combine
To Advance Australia Fair.
The verse is clickly and there is a video where you can hear the anthem. Both Lovely Nurse #2 and I commented that it appears we do NOT welcome those who come across the seas. It makes me ashamed to be an Australian: to learn that we have handed refugees back to Sri Lanka after a suspect 'enhanced' questioning, and now there are 153 more being held on a Customs boat. Thank goodness some dedicated and brave people have gone to the High Court, and an injunction has been issued. I simply can't believe that Australians really condone this behaviour by our Government, and the last one. Surely, along with those who came 40,000 years ago, we are all immigrants? Many ancestors arrived as political, religious or financial refugees. In our state we welcomed the peoples of Europe after WWII, and then the Vietnamese and Cambodian boat people, the Hmong and now the Somalis and Sudanese. Surely we can find it in our hearts to do more than hand refugees back to the Navy of the country they are fleeing?? It may not be the easy thing to do, but I believe it is the right thing. It makes me so frustrated and disappointed.
That is my two cents worth for today.
Meanwhile, there is a lot of this going on:
Sleepy warm Labradors, all cuddly and cute. They snuggle up together. Seems like a good place to be very soon!!!