HELLLLOOOO!!!!

Update: One of my new blogs has been loaded up on The Doll Rag (see 'Blogs I Follow'). Check it out if you've got a moment. There are also heaps of other postings about female stand ups, so have a squiz AND feel free to comment!

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Yes, oh YES!

Les Miserables jumper - perfect!

I love it when someone puts you onto a website this good. Thanks Arielle & Shane!

Check it out:

www.awkwardfamilyphotos.com

March / April Audit

Read: The Slap by Christos Tsiolkas
Reading: Living Bewteen Fucks by Cry Bloxsome
Watched:
 Samson & Delilah (2009)
Watching: True Blood (HBO)
Listening: Maria Bamford’s new album ‘Unwanted Thoughts Syndrome’ - by far her best stand-up yet!
Downloading: The MOTH Podcast

Website Love: desiretoinspire.blogspot.com
Café: Lincolns

Pub: Matsos, Broome
Eating: Homemade steamed vegie dumplings and curry puffs

Drinking: Heaps of herbal teas!
Wearing: New boots from Melbourne and warm leggings. I also have a new badge which says I'm posh.
Last show: The Adventures of Alvin Sputnik – Deepsea Explorer by Tim Watts. It was amazing!!!
Next show: Jimmy James Eaton’s Improsapian @ Lazy Susan’s Comedy Den 

Can’t wait ‘til: Canada!
Favourite coloured liquid: Orange. Espeically if it’s the in the form of Carrot & Corriander Soup. Thanks Lindsay!
Most recent purchase: Zoza? It’s a dress from Broome that can be worn like 150 different ways. It even came with a DVD for christsakes!
Want but can’t afford: New hair, again.

Need but can’t afford: A full-time job.
Last bad act: Having bad thoughts
Bad news: The ‘Hoods’ tour is over.
Good news: I’m going to Canada

Goal: To finish the short story I started on writing on tour. 

Yesterday I: Performed the final show of ‘Hoods’ last night. My dad surprised me by coming to the show. I made him real proud ☺
Right now I should be: Lunching.
Later today I’m: Forcing myself to play some improv games that I hate. Scary challenge-o-rama!

February Audit

Reading: A collection of stories I wrote as a child, and some totally over-the-top, angst-filled diaries from my teen years.
Watching:ABC docs and Compass. There was a great one last week about the commune I grew up near in Balingup and also one last night about Black Grace Dance Company (hot kiwi fellas).
Listening: Classic FM (?) and Port O'Brien.
Downloading: The Rachel Zoe Project. I'm a bit worried about this new addiction actually.
Website du jour: thisamericanlife.org
Café:Olgivies in Subiaco, ewww posh.
Pub:The Rosemount - outdoor.
Club:The Festival Club and The Blue Room Festival Club
Eating:Avocados. I have soooo many from the farm and they are all ripening at the same time. Willing to deliver to anyone that wants some! My hair is turning green.
Drinking:More loose leaf tea. Just got myself a cup with a filter - we're a bit in love with each other at the moment.
Wearing:More red than usual.
Last show:The preview of HOODS, currently touring.
Next show: Solo Spot @ The Blue Room Theatre
Can’t wait ‘til: I go to Melbourne and participate in the festival purely as a punter.
Most recent purchase:A big red brolly.
Want but can’t afford:To touch up the dent on my kombi.
Need but can’t afford:A dog walker.
Last bad act: I fell asleep when my director was giving me notes.
Bad news:Well, I split up with my boyfriend and Mum & Dad's dog Barry died. Both were for the best really :)
Good news: I got a kick-ass role in a new Nickelodeon cartoon! BAM!!!
Goal: Start planning my funding application for my new solo project.
Yesterday I:Got totally radical on my bike.
Right now I should be:Writing my solo spot which I have to perform tomorrow after doing two kids shows!
Later today I’m:Having a breakdown because I've procrastinated all morning.

I Saw Easter Bunny! By Andrea Gibbs Aged 7

One sunny day I went shopping and saw Easter Bunny. He went over to the park. I followed him over to the park. He went over to the beach and went on a ship. Then went off in the ship. I hopped into my fast boat and followed him. I saw my mum on the ship and she kissed easter bunny! I threw a rope on the ship and hopped on it. Easter bunny went swimming. He swan into the land. I followed him. Easter Bunny went to my house! I followed him. Easter Bunny went up the steps! I followed him! e went into my room! I followed him. He put a big chocolate egg on my bed! I thanked him. Easter Bunny went home. I did not follow him I ate my big chocolate egg.

I (heart) Easter Bunny!

Death of a pet continued.....

Beaky meant the world to our family, especially Mum. But, on account of the title of this blog, there's no prizes for guessing where this story is going.

One day, Dad came home from work to an empty house. Mum was in town shopping for groceries. Dad went about his business, walking down to the paddock to feed the animals. He laid hay out for the cows, gave rolled oats to the ponies and donkeys and pellets to the goats. His last job was scattering grain on the ground for the chooks. They all gathered around his feet, stomachs growling and chests puffed out, eagerly awaiting the shower of grains. All but one chook. Beaky.

Dad didn't take too much notice. Sometimes Beaky would just wait up at the house where it was warmer and hope to get some of the leftovers. Dad finished the feeding frenzy and walked up to the house to look for the missing Beaky.

He walked inside, and there he was. Sitting in the middle of the hallway. Dad didn't realise he was dead at first. It was an easy mistake to make. Beaky had simply tucked his wings in tight, sat down on his haunches, closed his eyes and died. Dad stood there and looked at him for a moment. For a brief moment, Dad was pretty upset. Then he was suddenly struck by the fact that Beaky just looked so incredibly peaceful just sitting there. He couldn't believe that this little bird looked so cute. There was no need to be upset, he'd made the decision to go himself.

'Trish has to see this,' Dad thought to himself. Then not really thinking too much at all, he scooped little stiff zen-like Beaky up and popped him in the freezer. 'I'll preserve you! Trish won't be so upset if she sees how peaceful you were when you died'. Dad though it was genius.

But Dad's not a genius. He's forgetful. And he forgot about putting Beaky in the freezer for 2 days!

It was almost three nights later, when we'd all finished dinner and Mum asked if we wanted dessert. That's when Dad remembered. Unfortunately it was a moment too late. Mum swung the freezer door open and screamed.

'Beaky, Beaky, oh little Beaky!'

'Oh, yeah.... umm Trish, I...'

Dad had put him in there to make Mum feel better, but he knew it was too late now. She was quickly beyond feeling good. I think she was in too much shock to feel anything. She stared at Beaky for awhile, and then cried. Beaky looked still looked gorgeous after 2 days perched like a little budda on the frozen fish fingers, beak crossed and eye closed shut. Dad didn't need to say anything, Mum knew Beaky had gone peacefully. Mum reached into the freezer, lifted him up. I thought she was going to take him out, but she went for the choc-chip icecream instead.

We all sat down around the kitchen bench and ate our icecream in silence. Mum was ok, I guess. I mean, she looked like an depressed, overweight, binge-eating teenager, the way she was eating icecream and sobbing into her bowl at the same time. But she got over it.

Beaky had had a great life, and we all knew it. That was the most important thing to Mum. That's always been the most important thing to us. As a family, we've lost a lot of animals along the way - and considering Mum has a menagerie, we'll lose a lot more.

But no matter how many times you part with a pet, it doesn't get any easier. They are our little friends, we spend so much time with them and love them with all our hearts. And when they are gone they leave a big hole in your chest. A hole that's filled with grief, but also hopefully a little bit of knowing that we gave them the best chance we could.

I miss you Beaky, Bimbo, Bruce, Ozzie, Missy, Misty, Becky, Heidi, Kevin, Cooper, Pig-Pig, Rosie and Santa.

And most of all, I miss you Gus.