| Ann from Oz ( @ 2005-11-07 10:44:00 |
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Chick pic
I remember a while back
vrya suggesting that what we need is a mind to LJ dumping process when I was saying that I'd written an entry every day for the last week: in my head.
This week qualifies as much the same. It is one of journaling's ironies that the times when you have the most interesting things to write about are the times when you don't have five minutes to fire up the pc and log on, let alone wax lyrical about events. Naturally when nothing is happening and life is toddling along in pleasant routine one has hours to find the most perfect turn of phrase to describe how much nothing much is happening.
Anyway. Here he or she is,

our first and so far only chick at one day old. (S/he's not cute and fluffy like this anymore, mind, a week is long time in the life of a chook.)
This weekend I worked 9-5 on Saturday, and cooked a roast in 30C heat on Sunday (I'd promised Dad a roast - he's not eating right - and a promise is a promise). But last weekend, last weekend was special and I'll cover that tomorrow, by which time I hope to have emptied my email and caught up on my FL.
Currently reading: Why we buy: the science of shopping by Paco Underhill