Had a bath this evening - no not shock horror, my god is that your yearly scrub.  I have one nearly every night, and if stressed can often be found in the bath (I've been know to have up to four in a day, and I'm not in for five minutes, i lie there topping up the hot.  I also more than often take a book with me.  I never read a book on the toilet, I find it almost impossible to read on the loo, how can you read when your feet don't touch the floor properly? and with all that cold air around your bum)?

Anyway I was in the bath, with my 'LUSH' bar of soap, which smells of oatmeal and therefore porridge and mussli and I was reminded of a tail end of an interview on the radio about men and there attraction to smells.  All I heard was that baking/sweet food smells where attractive to men as it reminded them of childhood (and possibly mummy)!  I followed my scrub with coco and shea butter body cream. (This I do very occassionally when I feel alittle wrinkled and old)!  I therefore smelt like cereal, mussli probably, so what kind of bloke would I attract, except a hungry one who has been on the go all day, (is probably sweaty) very hungry and does not want my body, but a damn good meal!

We have a new driver at work, seems nice, I have to train him, he is older than my dad, (and back to smells again). He smells old too, like over cooked sprouts, or cabbage, I'am in a van with him all morning.  But as I said he seems nice enough. Shoot me if I ever smell anything other than cookies when I get older!

Finally news for family, little/big sis is moving around the 11th July. Dad short of help, K has more work and short of help, and I am exhausted being cheese seller, construction dogs body, and doing a full time job which involves extra at the moment training someone (which I add I am not trained to do, or paid enough or a high enough grade - thats local council for you!  Bear is doing fine, saw her yesterday, seems to be sorting herself out (bloody children, but we love them), and is off to France in two weeks to stay with an aunt (on the other side of the family)

Can't seem to follow a thread through.  I can post a comment, and if a friend replys it goes to my regular email address - but then I can't seem to respond back - what am 'i doing wrong?  Going to have to leave it, making me grumpy!  May be I can't reply, maybe thats the impossible. Yet I replied to one - then the reply went to me and them - wierd or what.  Sod it, I've been up since 5.15am I need to chill. x

Two years in the making, two years of anticipation, two years of sitting on the edge of my seat - well not really to the latter.  Hey the pond is finsished.  Just can't believe it. 

We finished the bricks the weekend before last, me as chief muck mixer - not bad at muck me.  This weekend all dirty, mucky, cementy water drained (which took an age), sides scrubbed and fresh rain water added. 

We had to save the tiny creatures, five damsel fly larvae and Stevie.   Stevie is K's new friend, after looking him up on the web, I think  he is a small diver beetle, they swim and fly.  They can dive because they stick their wee arse out the water and fill up the area under their wings with air and use this to breathe, then go diving again. When their back end is out the water it does look like they are about to either fart, or mock you ( you sit and watch waiting for him to slap his backside).  K has bonded with him, he is called stevie because it was thought at first he was a water boat man - so named after Steve Redgrave. 

If Stevie is a diver beetle his days could be numbered, because they can take bites out of fish - I have warned K. (K' has just informed me that Stevie has disappeared, it he has, he is the only living thing that fears me or my threats)!

Finally a PS to an earlier entry - 'Piss-pants Lola' has been good, and is now allowed back on the bed at night.  So the bed is crowded at night, Lola on my shoulder breathing in my ear, and Molly in the curve of my belly snoring for all her worth as if she where in a competition - she will get gold I am sure.

It's Sunday morning, keep thinking it's Saturday - bank holiday always confuses my brian!
Any way the plan is today and tommorow  to finish the pond we started two years ago.  Few bricks to lay - it has raised walls, partly as it should help stop small nephews falling in, but then they don't go out in the garden unattended.  You can sit comfortably on the walls and hopefully watch the fish once we have some.  We also have to create a small weir - with slate.  it's full of water already and has a pump etc. 

Once the brick work is finished it leaves a raised bed, surrounded with bricks, and therefore quite a dry area and also sunny .  So I am planning a low raise alpine planted area there. (This involves a garden centre - and if I want help or company I will have to intice K with the promise of a bacon butty or similar in the trip)!

There is also an area around the pond where the grass wont grow, so I want to put paving there, never ending, and once we are fininshed something tells me I am going to have to drain the pond to clear the muck etc and fill it again - not easy beacuse  it has to be done with buckets and the water lost around the garden.  Not a big garden, but a big pond, so everything will be soggy!

So wish us luck, I have to mix the muck, K lays the bricks - last two times we have tried to do this, K has put his back out, (result of old war wound he says - but really someone else being stupid when K was younger).

Of course the grandprix also has to fit in some where.  GO BUTTON - bless but  I supported him from the begining, he's a local lad! (well was local, lives in Monaco I believe now, I don't - oh well)

Why are bath towels so big?  They wrap around my body one and a half times, and nine times out of ten I drip some of it into the bath when I climb out.  K compains he then has a wet towel.  They come down half way between your shins and your ankles - this seems excessive - but then a big towel is nice.
Prehapes if I was taller?

Another thought - I loved 'being human' - raw, gritty, real, very english - americans do all these type programmes and they over commercilize them, eg I watch Dolls House on SciFi channel this week, it was ok... Sanctuary...ok

Whilst in the bath I was doing the usual 'free-thinking', ie brain ramble one question I had was:
It's time to vote soon, make a difference bla bla bla - I vote always, then I figure at least I have a right to grumble. 

What I wondered was why/what reason the various parties chose their colours - K has just told me its a well know fact, but then he is a walking encyclopedia!  From my point, red is passion, vibrant  feelings/emotions, and of course danger, blue is peaceful, deep running emotions, calm, beauty , spiritual even, yellow is sunny/happy, sour, hidden emotions, spiritual, clever. So what can I make of that?

Does our preference for a colour effect the way we vote?  For me not even if I was offered money I doubt I would vote my fav colour.  
K says labour is red, their song is the 'red flag' - saddly I am a pleb I am none the wiser, he says google the F**ting thing, and mentioned wolfee smith (that I do remember, but I was only little)! 

I will vote, we are bing bombarded by leaftlets, but no one has come to my door - this I feel they should do, at least put an effort in.  I will get to the day, forget who is standing for what, but still I will go, and no doubt vote for my none fav colour, which one? well at the mo including my fav colour I have at least 5 to choose from!

It may seem that I don't care, I do, but candidates need visit me and tell me what they stand for, because I am one of those people who do not easily remember the written word, unless it is a book that really captures my imagineation. So leaflets are pointless, I just put them in my geen box.

I just did  journal entry and it disappeared - now it takes me ages to do it, I tried to spell check it - big mistake wont be doing that again! 

In brief - delighted that pwca replied to comments, and lulucthulhu added me as friend, had a waffle about work, and pondered communities on the journal sites and which ones etc. 

Now I've got to go do tea, I don't enjoy cooking - eatting is a necessity not a particular pleasure - I m fairly fussy! I can bake though, and have to plan a Upsy-Daisy cake for next sat - wee nephews bithday, he was two last week.

Well I am off to the Isle of White (or how ever you spell it - spelling not my strong point, having struggled through school to be finally diagnosed as 'competant dyslexic' a few years back, just a bit late if you ask me! competant meaning I have developed my own coping skills- may go some way to explain the nuttyness inside my head!  K says I am like the little blond girl in the insurance advert who is blissfully splashing in puddles and humming to herself, he reckons its like that inside my head, scary thing is he is very close to the truth)!

So Iam easily side tracked.  Yes to the island at the bottom bit of the UK, why am I going, cause I was invited!  Going with my little/big sis, her hubbie, and two small boys (4 and 2ish).  So I get to play mad aunty for a week, this I can do.

Going to look for creepy things in rock pools, hopefully find fossils on the beach of very old creepy creatures (I so, so want to find a fossil). Going to a SWEET factory - how cool will have to sample all of them, going to see armadillos too (they are so cute, I want one), I will have to stop myself from saying 'Mmmmm crunchy on the outside, soft in the middle', because no one else I am going with is old enough to remember that advert!

dinkybruiser has added me as a friend, how cool is that, and I tried to invite/ask Lulucthulhu to be my friend, but can't remember how I invited pwca!  So hope she does not mind, I've added her as a friend, don't think she will?

So I am packed, have to get up at 5am!  Eric has eatten which is fantastic, he should be fine until I get back - he had two fairly big rodent babies, he has recently shed and is LOOKING GOOD!  I adore him , he so sweet.  He is a common corn snake, about 4 foot plus long, he is georgous. He does think Lola looks tasty, but he is out of his league there.   BE BACK IN A WEEK or so.