christmas cheer and leather fun.

Well, today I finally finished a lot of my Christmas presents- it was a fun and frustrating set of trial and error. I only have mums left to go. but I don't really know what else to make her! a star trek scarf, maybe?!

I made two belts this year, one for Craig and one for my dad. Craig's has the name of his property stamped in it, Limestone, and is dyed black, and my dads has our last name stamped on it and a scotch thistle or two. ( David said it looked like a pineapple!) I have made some masks as you know.- and now i finally have a camera that Dave bought for me and him to share. its a kodak Z650 with ten times zoom. mmmm yeah.
anyway here are some pictures of my masks.

the green man


pacman mask



masquerade!

soon (after Christmas) I will update my Etsy with a few different things.
I have an 80s party to go to on Tuesday, then going to my grandmas on Wednesday night. after Christmas my brother is going to come back to Bendigo to stay with me for a week.- I am happy!
Happy summer solstice everyone, and a merry Christmas.

a while..

It has been a while that's for sure! i haven't stopped making things at all, I just still don't have a camera to set up and take photos with!

The latest news on the university front is shocking. Roger Sworder is leaving the uni and taking the redundancy package, John Penwill is gone and so there is only one lecturer working in the philosophy department now and that is Rod Blackhirst! sadness:( Harry will be away for long service leave as well! My final year of uni will be a sad one.

On another note, Dave had all of last week off, which was great! It was so fun to have him around the house, it is definitely something I could get used to.

November the 18th will forever be etched into my mind as the great Kyneton car scare of 2008- an annual holiday shared by Casey, Tegan, Kirby, Kirsten and I.

I have made a few different things, but close friends will be getting some stuff off Etsy as presents, which i still have to do.

I have made the girls some little dolls, some capes and bought some hair clips and bands. fun times.

I got a new phone, but still have the same number and finallllllly got my bike in a near working state- i just need to adjust the breaks and stuff!

Saturday night was Mel's Hens night, that was fun! we got drunk in Sal's mums abandoned house and played games and stuffs.Dave made a shirt with this image on it!



We have an house inspection (our first) on Thursday, that should be fun... not!... I should go do some gardening actually....

Anyway, tomorrow I will upload my gift list for my family and maybe link to some pictures or something! or if I can use my phone camera....

Over and out for today!

beltane

Dave and i just came back from a lovely weekend camping in the crater of Mt Franklin. it was a fun trip which saw us setting up camp on the friday night and going through the weekend to sunday participating in rituals and the like all weekend. Dave didnt really enjoy himself so i had to make him see the fun times as well as the bad. we werent prepared i will say that, but it was fun nonetheless. i seemed to get along with everyone, but in some instances i felt angry and irritable about some things, which i guess was mainly from the lack of sleep on the first night. Dave felt uncomfortable around one particular member of our little group, and usually i felt fine amongst them all. Saturday night for me started off good, however i became annoyed fairly quickly on how EVERYONE was focused on the "pagan politics" and i couldnt go from one group to the other without hearing people talking about it. I can understand if people want to clear stuff up, but getting back to the group after a wander and hearing people ask me about political stuff i don't know anything about was rather annoying.
Sleep was horrible both nights, with dave and i forgetting our mattress, but was eased considerably by the kind and thoughtful efforts of Tegan who supplied people with ear plugs. over all, as it was my first pagan gathering, i thought it was pretty good. i saw some wonderful ideas for pagan clothing and i remember drunkenly vowing to make corey a black velvet cape like one dude had. I wish i had a camera still...
overall, Beltane was a new experience, and even though it didn't have the energy i thought it would have ( the circle wasn't as charged as i thought it would be) it was still i great time shared between close friends, i will just try to block out the peripherals next time :)

i have decided to cancel my birthday plans for this sunday and do something communal with Bernardo when he gets back from Canberra as Dave has to work on the saturday, so were were going instead to Armageddon expo. it should be fun.

P.S the camera is still broken and its driving me mental.

its...dead! and Spasmania

Don't tell Bernardo but i broke his camera, so this is going to be just a Tassie post.

Well, as most of you know Dave and i went to Tasmania on the uni holidays for a week. We didn't really plan it very well in hind sight, but it was fun none the less. We stayed with family friends of mine, Lynn and Peter Inglish who live in a house with all the comfortable extras down in the Huon valley, about ten minutes out of Huonville for those in the know. Its a beautiful spot, with a view of the Huon river, apple orchards and mountains. We kind of took it easy and just explored for the first few days, going down to the Huon trail and the Airwalk at Tahune one day, and just cruising for some shops and markets the next. We found some awesome antiques stores, and just had a leisurly time of it all. On the Thursday in the week we were away we went for a long drive to Launceston. Its about 2and a half hours drive each way from where we were but it was worth it! we found a place called Birchalls which stocked everything from games to books, comics to figurines! it was great! Dave and i spent over 450 dollars there all up! It was magnificent! We came back in the same day deciding at the last minute not to go to Davenport for a look around.(this turned out to be a big mistake as there was a massive nerd store we could have gone too!!)we are thinking of going over one day with the car and going crazy :)

So all of this equalled a nice and happy trip up until the last dreadful day in Hobart. Let me begin this final part of the tale with a warning, NEVER stay at a youth hostel! EVER!

I had left the booking of our hotel room until the last minute and seriously had to call about 20 hotels before i got the YHA which had one room free- but she said it was above the pub and they have a karaoke night every saturday which was fine by me, and plus she said it finished at 1am anyway so i said ok. we get to the YHA at 10am, dump our bags in the foyer and go down and have an enjoyable wander around the Salamanca market. we get back to the hotel at 2 and are given our room keys, we go and find our room, firstly the key didn't work first go so we had to jiggle it, when we finally get it open we open our door onto a room the size of a shoe box. Seriously it had a bed, two side tables, and a metal clothes rack, some mysterious door to no where and a window that opened out onto a generator or some other large noise making machine AND no bathroom!communal showering! shudder.great. we leave and go have dinner in the pub next door, get some ice-cream from Mures( which was amazing btw) and head back to our room for a nice quiet night of perusing our bought wares and sleep. come 10 o'clock on the dot, loooud karaoke singing from down stairs with such great hits as " my heart will go on" and that crappy blood hound gang song with animals in it! this went on till about 2am by which time i was grinding my teeth and pulling out my hair while Dave slept peacefully beside me ( seriously he can sleep through a bloody war) then finally blissful, peaceful sleep...for. TWO.hours.
We were rudely awoken by drunk men out the front of our door spewing in the hallway, and because the toilet block was, seriously, 2meters from our room door, spewing in the toilets too, then they started talking about their wangs and how big they are: aka "seriously Steve i walk in there with my 4 inch cock erect..." and "im 35 years old and cant get an erection..." etc etc until finally they left after an hour or so hammering on doors and bumping into walls and stuff! geeeez! i couldn't believe it, it was insane- so the next day, as you can imagine i was extremely grumpy, overtired and ready to kill anything that looked at me sideways, and poor Dave had to put up with the full brunt of it. because of daylight savings the plane was late, i was supposed to go visit my grandma and was just too tired and couldn't be bothered, and every little thing that Dave did annoyed me. ( i bought him a frappe and an apple cake to say sorry with tho.) Man i have never been as angry as i was on that day... i am surprised that Dave is still with me actually.. love to Dave!:)

here are some photos of the good part of the trip:









Peace.