Episode 497.5

2 X-Rays, no rock.

Either

a) I am delusional, there was no rock (I’m pretty certain there was a rock, despite my delusions), or
b) The rock has “passed” (pretty sure that I would have noticed), or
c) The rock wasn’t visible to the machine. It was quartz, apparently it happens.

Anyway, kid is full of the joys of spring, so its very unlikely that there is any harm done. Yet.

Episode 497 of “Inigo Freaks Out His Mother”

Good day today – Aqua-aerobics, kid had 2 good sleeps, got through some tough challenges on the wii fit. I even got a few loads of washing done.

I should have known I was asking for trouble when I tried to get some gardening done too.

Inigo was in his cage, I was killing grass in preparation for planting some parsley, when I noticed that he had a rock in his mouth.

I raced over, threw off my gardening gloves, and reached out to him, just as he toppled over backwards. I picked him up, prised open his mouth, and found nothing.

The little blighter had swallowed it.

I’ve spoken to my GP, apparently any nasty side effects should be fairly obvious, so if he’s in pain, or spewing (more than usual), we’re off to hospital. Otherwise, a trip to the GP tomorrow for an x-ray referral and check up.

Please keep everything crossed that I make it to Saturday.

Theatrical

What a week!

Ages ago, the lovely Emily gave us some tickets to A View of Concrete at the Belvoir St Theatre, because she and Clare were heading back to Old Blighty for a week of thrills and spills (or words to that effect). We asked my parents to sit on the kid for a few hours, and life was good.

And then on Monday, Kate rang to ask if we’d like tickets to another show on Friday. Is the space pope reptilian? Of course we would! Bev & Ted took the kid for round 2, who was apparently quite charming.

Both shows were great, but A Dissapearing Number was probably the best live theatre I have ever seen. Technical whizzbangery, great performances, a compelling, profound, and human story, and sublime music by Nitin Sawhney.

We’ve been so inspired that we’ve booked tickets to Rabbit for next year. Cheap ones, but hey…

Craftyness

We’ve had a few kids parties recently, and due to the constraints of living on one income, I’ve tried to use materials at hand to make presents and cards that aren’t too crappy.

Of course, I love the end result, and would be thrilled if anyone made similar things for me, but I have to rely on people to appreciate my warped sense of colour and style.

Here are a few examples.

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Birthday card for James, Gouache on Paper, 2008. Collection of James, Granville, Aged One.

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Party outfit for Ursula, Cotton, Micro Suede, Lycra, Elastic, 2008. Collection of Ursula, Neutral Bay, Aged 7 Months.

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Library Bag for Josiah. Cotton and Acrylic Ribbon, 2008.
Birthday Card for Josiah. Gouache on Paper, 2008. Collection of Josiah of Granville, aged 1 year.

I also made a Library bag for Hunter, but some idiot forgot to get a picture.

Spam

Going through my spam folder tonight, I spied an email that started “Hi Lara, thanks to the nomination” – but I spied it just as I pressed the “Delete Forever” button.

So if it was you that sent it, please resend!

There has been some sad news Chez Discoknitter – Rhubarb the Macbook is in a coma. His power supply got really hot and melted, and it now no longer supplies power, so no laptop. I’ve moved the desktop into the front room, but it doesn’t have my news feeds, bookmarks, or passwords on it. Or my main email account. So bear with me while I struggle through.

In good news, the desktop is the one with the pictures on it, so prepare for some picture heavy posts.