Monday, September 18, 2006

[Insert title here when head stops hurting]

Weekend Wrap-up! or How much superfunness can one girl handle...?

* Friday night, had drinks with some lovely people. Well they had 'drinks'. I had water. And an hour's drive home. Non-virtual hugs all round. And the alarming prospect of Life Coaching from a man still chewing on cotton wool following his ordeal in a dentist's chair.

* Saturday morning, a tense and free-wheeling football game, some beautiful examples of AFL skills, amazing tackling, masterful kicks, gravity-defying marks. Nail-biting finish reminiscent of the recent Swans v Weagles game. Pity the Northern Tigers lost their semi-final to the Shellharbour Swans by 1 measly point. Miss M was stoic, some of her (male) teammates were less so, sobbing their broken little hearts out. MrB and I were positive that the Swans were fielding some U-10s... Bastards!

* Inigo added another 2 rabbits to our growing collection. Damn! He's good...
(Oh, Mex, Vomit died a couple of days after his rescue. Miss M was devasted that I put him in the bin rather than conducting an hour-long funeral service)

* The Bulli Show!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It really is that exciting. Well kinda sorta. I love the Show, it embodies everything that I love about my town. It's just like the Easter Show, except well, much much smaller.
They have woodchopping! They have Pony Trials! They have alpacas and a petting farm and crocodiles! Woodturning, blacksmithing, sheep shearing... And an old-fashioned dining room with the most gorgeous fluffy devonshire teas. And prizes for cake decorating and crocheting! And prizes for the best carrot in Bulli!
I love the Show! It's a real traditional, community-based, country show. And it was packed!
And now I can't wait to see who is the Bulli Show Girl for 2006... Or who won the Battle of the Bands... Well I probably can, but you can see what I'm getting at here.

* Dr Who. Nothing else needs to be said.

* Can't for the life of me remember what I did yesterday... except that I managed to sit through Essex's execution. I didn't flick or hide my head this time. Ewwwwwww.

12 Comments:

Blogger Mex said...

RIP Vomit... i hardly knew ye.

18/9/06 12:46 pm  
Blogger actonb said...

The new ones are called Arwen and Nellie (because it's probably female, but could be male and it's bits haven't dropped yet)

18/9/06 12:51 pm  
Blogger Thursday's Child said...

Hee. Sounds like a very good weekend :)

And it was lovely to see you....

18/9/06 12:58 pm  
Blogger mushroom said...

Vomit was the real deal, afraid of nought....he'll be sadly missed...RIP

19/9/06 8:06 am  
Blogger Original Mel said...

So was there any goss from the drinks on Friday you would like to share with non-attendees??

19/9/06 10:08 am  
Blogger actonb said...

Vomit has been reincarnated. Well kinda.
Rabbit Count now stands at 5. New grey one this morning. New white one last night. Inigo is a freak!

Omel - if there was any gossip I would be the last one to hear of it. Mainly because I had one lousy glass of wine before switching to water, and making a low-key exit at 9:30.
Tis a bummer being a conchy mum sometimes...

19/9/06 10:16 am  
Blogger mushroom said...

Omel, lets just say i saw fingers do something with a bank note that left it all sticky afterwards......

19/9/06 11:22 am  
Blogger Original Mel said...

He dropped it in beer?

19/9/06 12:04 pm  
Blogger fingers said...

I saw Mushroom do something with a banknote that left it covered in fine, white powder...

19/9/06 1:07 pm  
Blogger Mex said...

it was my friggen note!

19/9/06 2:35 pm  
Blogger actonb said...

I can't remember... Did you end up retrieving said note, or did you donate it to the 'fingers' dental relief fund'?

19/9/06 3:11 pm  
Blogger Original Mel said...

I obviously missed a good night out. Some friends. I know W organised to go away two days after the MotoGP just to spite me!

19/9/06 3:28 pm  

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