Terrific Tuesday (PM)

I LOVE TERRIFIC TUESDAY! Way to turn a regular Tuesday into a terrific one, mate! You know what else, on top of me trying to add to the terrificness of this day, the Universe is really helping out too. Here's how my terrific Tuesday is going and will continue to pan out. Hopefully.

Great weather

Have you guys looked outside today? Or better yet, been outside?! The sun is shining, there is a cool breeze but a warm sun. It is basically the best kind of day!

Running in my new shorts

Guy's my new gold trim Adidas running shorts that I ordered from the Internet arrived today! Way to make this Tuesday terrific Universe. And I am going to run the heck out of them!

Eat an egg salad sandwich

Sorry guys, I have to split because I have eggs on the boil and am about turn those babies (not babies, them eggs have not been fertilised) into an egg salad inspired by this one

An open letter to the Universe (PM)

Dear Universe, 

Hey girl.

I only have one question for you today. How come avocados are so expensive at the moment? They are really expensive! This one cost $3 at the market.  And they are even more expensive - $4.50 each - at the IGA express near my house. What happened, girl?

Also, if you want to help J win tattslotto, she can have half of whatever I win with the ticket Mum and Dad gave me last night if you like. Might make things easier.

Ok, bye for now, friend.

Love from K

An open letter to the universe (AM)

Dear Universe,

I noticed that my hair looks really good today and it just got me wondering, how come some days it looks good and other days when I do seemingly the exact same things it doesn’t look so good. I know drying time and humidity play a role but it just seems kind of random and unfair, or, as Baby says, it’s not fur.

I also noticed, while watching the tennis over the summer and someone decided to show a close up of Serena Williams’ thigh (WTF, patriarchy?!) that girlfriend has some cellulite.  That is totally not fur! If SeWil has it, what the hell hope is there for the rest of the world.

Also, Universe, I’ve been wondering how it is decided who wins Tattslotto? And is there any way we could work something out?

And while we’re talking, do you think you could help me out with finding some serious direction? Like, I want to do something interesting and challenging and, preferably, lucrative. Do you have any suggestions?

Also, could you just do me a solid and let me know if it is right of me to think things will basically just work out. I mean, right now things are fine and I assume that I can make some life choices and things will continue to be fine, is that cool Universe, are things going to be fine?

Thanks, Universe.

Love

J

Universe, what are you trying to tell me? (PM)

I don't see how a project called Fluro Chickens could be anything other than really great. So I am pretty sure the universe just wanted you to go to Collingwood Children's Farm that day, but because it is the Universe and doesn't like to shove it down your throat, it delivered that message via a sad old guy looking for change.

I went to the Collingwood Children's Farm last week with Midbro, Niecey and Little Nut and  it was chocker block with adorable chickens. Like this one, which it looks like I papped while it was on its way in to its little chicken shed:

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Fluffy and adorable. But you know what's wrong with this guy and the other chickens I saw? Not fluro enough.

Universe, what are you trying to tell me? (AM)

You know sometimes the universe sends you a message and sometimes it is very clear and sometimes it seems really obscure. Like maybe you are trying to decide whether to go to the zoo or whether to go to the aquarium and you look out the window and it is pouring rain and that is a clear sign from the universe that you should go to the aquarium. But sometimes things aren’t so clear.

Yesterday I was walking down the street thinking about my new personal project, Fluoro Chickens, I am really excited about it and just want to work on it all the time and I was thinking about how I may go to the Collingwood Children’s Farm today to capture some more chickens. With my camera. And suddenly this reverie was interrupted when some regular looking old guy walked up to a parking metre and checked the change slot to see if there was any change in there. As I walked past I thought how sad that was and then… then I heard the old guy make… chicken noises. CHICKEN NOISES PEOPLE! Just when I was thinking about FLUORO CHICKENS! Coincidence? I think not!

What does this mean, universe? Does it means Fluoro Chickens is the best project ever? Or does the fact I was thinking this old guy was sad mean it’s the saddest project ever? OR…or…or something else?

Also this morning my jumper caught fire when I was lighting the stove to make coffee. That seems like a bad sign. But I'm not giving up coffe, universe.