Of garlands of carnations
Today started on a slightly wrong note, but I've decided to not dwell on it because after lunch all these little things and events that happened today started to fit in flawlessly. It's all (or so much of it all is) in the attitude. I'm learning.
Today again mostly by chance I ended up at Crossways. The cook approached me as I was half way through my meal and asked me if I would accept a garland of carnations as a gift. She said that in a way it brings good luck. Once again I thought that any good luck that would come my way would be because of the nice, friendly, positive attitude that this garland reminds me to have.
Still today but almost yesterday.. Last night I woke up in the middle of the night. Our bedroom window was open. The sound of rain was immense. The lightning when it flashed so brightly through the room felt almost blinding, even with my eyes closed. This morning as I peered through my half closed eyes, I saw shadows of the blinds on the walls and I thought, oh a change in weather, the sun is out. Got out of bed and looked out. All paving was dry. No sign of any thunderstorm. Streets dry. I expected to see at least some evidence of such strong rainfall, because the drains in our street don't work perfectly and take a bit longer to carry away all the water. The streets were dry. Had a shower, ate breakfast, back to bedroom. By this time Jason was a bit more awake so I asked him if he heard the thunderstorm, to which he said something like yeah, it was so strong, didn't you hear it, you must have slept like a log. But I did hear it. The thing is, I asked eight people today if it rained where they live, and nobody heard anything, not even the person that lives pretty much down the road from here.
Back to today.. I finished the website that I've been working on for the last.. oh, three months on and off. It has been through so many revisions. It is not completely finished. Still got all the project pages to do, but the directors wanted it up (and I did, too) and so it's on http://www.context.net.au
Last night we drove all the way to Berwick to visit our accountant. We were given a tour of the big, very comfortable house, the nature walk, garden, fruit and flower trees (some twenty years old), kids playground, and a thirty year old pony. So adorable. I'd like a pony and a goat, to go with the schnauzer. All in black, perhaps. Then we had dinner made from vegies grown in their garden, and we were given some to take with us. Lots of zucchini and cucumber. Lots of tomatoes and lemons. Speaking of tomatoes, we have little cherry ones growing on the back porch and their flavour is intense. Speaking of taxes, mine is sorted out for the last financial year, but I will have to pay back almost a thousand. !##%!$$$!!
This afternoon was strange. At 4:30pm I walked out of the way too cold air conditioned building I work in and walked into a curtain of hot air. It reminded me of Dubai, when I walked out of the cold airport air into the outside. Such a strong contrast. It's summer in Melbourne, but the day was winter dark. Hopped on the tram and I was so fascinated by the darkness of the inside of the tram that I started to laugh at it. In winter, when days are darker, they turn on the lights. In summer it just stays dark. I sat down and tried to not make any eye contact, but still couldn't help smiling. Could feel a few strange looks on me, but I got my book out (actually, it's Jason's but I steal it from his bedside table in the mornings as it's my current tram reading - Frances Wheen's How Mumbo-Jumbo Conquered the World) and started reading, still smirking. It was so very strange. Then a bit later Jason called and offered to pick me up from the tram stop that's about 50m from our house, just because it was pouring down. By the time I crossed the road to be on the side where he can pick me up, I was drenched. But to be picked up in such a way!
And then tonight we spent with Matt and Trista. Had a very enjoyable evening at the best Mexican restaurant in Melbourne.
Today again mostly by chance I ended up at Crossways. The cook approached me as I was half way through my meal and asked me if I would accept a garland of carnations as a gift. She said that in a way it brings good luck. Once again I thought that any good luck that would come my way would be because of the nice, friendly, positive attitude that this garland reminds me to have.
Still today but almost yesterday.. Last night I woke up in the middle of the night. Our bedroom window was open. The sound of rain was immense. The lightning when it flashed so brightly through the room felt almost blinding, even with my eyes closed. This morning as I peered through my half closed eyes, I saw shadows of the blinds on the walls and I thought, oh a change in weather, the sun is out. Got out of bed and looked out. All paving was dry. No sign of any thunderstorm. Streets dry. I expected to see at least some evidence of such strong rainfall, because the drains in our street don't work perfectly and take a bit longer to carry away all the water. The streets were dry. Had a shower, ate breakfast, back to bedroom. By this time Jason was a bit more awake so I asked him if he heard the thunderstorm, to which he said something like yeah, it was so strong, didn't you hear it, you must have slept like a log. But I did hear it. The thing is, I asked eight people today if it rained where they live, and nobody heard anything, not even the person that lives pretty much down the road from here.
Back to today.. I finished the website that I've been working on for the last.. oh, three months on and off. It has been through so many revisions. It is not completely finished. Still got all the project pages to do, but the directors wanted it up (and I did, too) and so it's on http://www.context.net.au
Last night we drove all the way to Berwick to visit our accountant. We were given a tour of the big, very comfortable house, the nature walk, garden, fruit and flower trees (some twenty years old), kids playground, and a thirty year old pony. So adorable. I'd like a pony and a goat, to go with the schnauzer. All in black, perhaps. Then we had dinner made from vegies grown in their garden, and we were given some to take with us. Lots of zucchini and cucumber. Lots of tomatoes and lemons. Speaking of tomatoes, we have little cherry ones growing on the back porch and their flavour is intense. Speaking of taxes, mine is sorted out for the last financial year, but I will have to pay back almost a thousand. !##%!$$$!!
This afternoon was strange. At 4:30pm I walked out of the way too cold air conditioned building I work in and walked into a curtain of hot air. It reminded me of Dubai, when I walked out of the cold airport air into the outside. Such a strong contrast. It's summer in Melbourne, but the day was winter dark. Hopped on the tram and I was so fascinated by the darkness of the inside of the tram that I started to laugh at it. In winter, when days are darker, they turn on the lights. In summer it just stays dark. I sat down and tried to not make any eye contact, but still couldn't help smiling. Could feel a few strange looks on me, but I got my book out (actually, it's Jason's but I steal it from his bedside table in the mornings as it's my current tram reading - Frances Wheen's How Mumbo-Jumbo Conquered the World) and started reading, still smirking. It was so very strange. Then a bit later Jason called and offered to pick me up from the tram stop that's about 50m from our house, just because it was pouring down. By the time I crossed the road to be on the side where he can pick me up, I was drenched. But to be picked up in such a way!
And then tonight we spent with Matt and Trista. Had a very enjoyable evening at the best Mexican restaurant in Melbourne.