the bumps of dignity

Now go and try this out on your loved ones #2, originally uploaded by letslookupandsmile.

I promised you, that I would write a blog entry on the conversion of DrP and I to gym bunnies. It seems hard to picture, I know. We're working towards the bit were we look like confident long-legged gym bunnies, rather than our present more stumpy rabbit in the headlights stare/glare look I've got going. I'm firmly believing that even yr most toned gym bunny had to start from a lesser point. Surely they can't all be genetically gifted! Although watching a young long-legged thing striding around this morning, I did have my doubts. Tried to take comfort in the fact that even her friend thought she was a twat, but it's hard to see that as a downside when she's sporting about 5ft of leg and gazing dramatically into the mirror.

Aside from that, we do get the added fun of taunting Rubbish over his purchase of gym membership, but no actual going to said gym. This taunt appeal to the Scottish blood in DrP who is working on a theory that he'll only feel better about having to shell out money once he gets each visit down under what it would normally cost him. At the moment each visit has cost him $65. He revises this each time.

And everything has been fine so far - it's been just over 2 weeks, and gone about 8 times. DrP has managed to get me to do weights and it's not so bad. Except my legs hurt. In all the strangest places, and I'm not liking it too much. That, and the scientist in DrP wants to map and chart progress, and the like .. and quite frankly, I'm horrified. It seems sensible, but the idea petrifies me.

Anyway Rubbish is coming to watch rugby, and I've gotta go to yoga and shopping. Later Sunshine.

Walks in the country

at the stones, originally uploaded by polaris37.

It's a weekend, and to be honest I haven't really done much. Nor really tried. Yesterday morning's sneaker shopping almost did my head in. Sale time and understaffed at Rebel Sport, somehow the floor manager was doing all the shoe sales, and within about 15mins he's managed to convince me that what i needed was an overly white poofy-puffy wide sneakers that I'm still regarding with horror. But it was way better than the vast numbers of abortion's in buckets that were available. And it was cheap (mainly cause it's white, and lacks a glow-in-the-dark gel sole).

Shoe shopping is a nightmare.

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Without all the fuss

balletbots, originally uploaded by timbuk II.

Found this lovely image while surfing FFFound which is a great site for stumbling across random images.

Tis a beautiful photo, and I love how the shadow becomes a bear, and there's this feel of soviet bear dancing with pseudo Japanese manga culture, what with the rusty dirty green and the masks.

On a side note, housing in sydney. Grrrrr.

Children's stories

Drawing day! , originally uploaded by deepwarren.

Yesterday was International drawing day, and I managed a few scribbles at the pub. About to start a children's book illustration 8 week course, and I have till next wednesday to find an out-of-copyright children's story to use.

Suggestions so far:

• Brother's Grimm (i've always had a thing for the one about the seven swans, but i'm not two good at drawing birds)
• The hunchback horse (Russian, apparently english versions of it have been translated into 'The magic pony')
• The Velveteen Rabbit - not sure this is actually out-of-copyright as i thought velveteen was a new-ish fabric
• Oscar Wilde's - The happy prince, another of his children tales.

If you have any suggestions let know (or email me yr children's story and I'll try to illustrate it!)

Quotes from the floor: bill henson

*from http://www.xerraireart.com/ blog/ 2008/ 05/ 29/ social-freedom/
I love art. In many ways I would like to think that with my watercolors, drawings, and photography, I am an artist. However, I don’t think in the name of Art we have freedoms that overstep that which is moral and decent.

Or you could be a Sunday painter...the thing that drives me wild about this debate is the inane tendency everyone has to have an opinion based on what they don't know bout art.

All kinds of trouble

variations on a theme , originally uploaded by deepwarren.

Have been introduced to the Wet Spots by the virgo - a bawdy American musical group that do sex-positive songs. Very very funny - try Texan Annie.

I may have wandered off on Friday and entered that strange time-warp of the lunchtime drinks - the one where you stay way longer than you should, drink more than you need, and then justify not going back to work with the knee-jerk reaction logic that it's only another 30mins till you finish and it will be easier to deal with the guilt on Monday. I'm thinking total abasement and chocolate cupcakes for morning tea might do the trick. It was a moment of amusement to notice previous PM's taking the attitude of 'you're done it to us, so share it round..'

This weekend I've drawn some coffeecups, and finished ANOTHER bloody epic novel of DrP's that features sword fights somewhere in the future past, with magic rocks and hard men yadda yah .. and it's ended in the horrid feeling that there going to be yet another book in the series that rounds out all the loose ends that I thought where going to be rounded out in this one. It's the bloody 3rd in a yet unspecified series. I would never had started if I'd known.

Me thinks, it's a dirty trick!