Score

The ESA Ladies gave me all the balloons to bring home for the kids.

It's funny how kids act when they see balloons - every time is the first time.

Reflection

Who Mucked Up Muck Up Day? is an article which naturally appeals to me. But I stop to wonder - was high school really all so relaxed? Am I reminiscing with my golden glasses? Weren't we all just as stressed as the current generation? And then I REALLY look and decide YES, it was better. We really were a lot freer. No major wars were being fought so entry to the forces looked like a good career choice and entry to uni was easier.  The pervasiveness of electronica was yet to come so there were fewer distractions and surveillance was in its infancy hence you could still get away with a lot. If you mooned someone then they'd moon you back - now they report you to police for exposure (My court case comes up next week BTW  ;-P  )

Movie Non-Review

Killing Them Softly.  Brad Pit playing with Alcohol, Tobacco & Firearms - this movie really needs a LOT more than chips. I suggest a laugh track and some very heavy drugs. I won't be seeing it.

4 Kittens

Yesterday the cat dropped her litter. This time she chose a far safer place to have them - in the footwell of the Suzuki. I'm not  big fan of cats but these ones are very gentle with the kids, have been able to avoid the dogs and provide excellent vermin control. Let me know if you would like one.  :-)

Monkey See - Monkey Do

Miss Disco Jj posing for the camera.

Miss Chicken Legs trying to compete.

The Unfurnishing Movement

I'm going to see if I can coin a new term called, "Unfurnishing".  We've all heard of decluttering where we get rid of junk, but let's take it a step further and get rid of the necessary furniture too OR let's lower people's expenses by making it acceptable to just have a few good pieces instead of cramming it with chairs and tables and other miscellany. Let's see if I can do it - it will be a fun linguistic exercise to see if I can promote this meme into the regular English vocabulary.

I crack me up

I am trying to emphasise the lengths to which a bowls club goes to save electricity, do you reckon this will get past the censors, "We roll our grass by hand."

Not a Badger

We were down the back paddock walking the dogs when Spook found something very exciting. Kirk & I wandered over expecting it to be a snake but it was the echidna - again! Both dogs thought they would  have a nip but a snout full of spines changed their minds.

We have a lot of termite mounds on this property and I have noted over the last few years the echidna is gradually pulling them apart and vacating their residents. During a Wildcare course many years ago I heard of a bloke who was looking after an echidna.  Naturally it burrowed out of its box but then it pushed the fridge out of the way to rip a hole through the floor to get out.

It could almost be a Goodies sketch: Bill dressed as pest control man turns up at a suburban home and unloads a box of echidnas which set to work eliminating all the termites. He nods confidently to the bemused family and they appreciate the method, until the echidnas start to pull the place apart. His confidence turns to panic as he realises how strong and determined they are. Final frame is the family in the shredded house looking like the aftermath of Cyclone Tracy.

If I am reincarnated...I want to come back as an echidna with road sense. Do what I want, go where I want and no one capable of bothering me.

Purge Time Again

We have some major expenses coming up so it's time to pull out the Sweet F.A. Budget and stash some cash.  So for the next month we'll be purging the pantry. The menu is already looking pretty weird as I look for ways to use up the infrequent ingredients. The odder things this week will be; roast chickpeas, dahl, fried polenta cake, quinoa pudding, honey bran cookies, zaru soba and udon.

Thinking of food...you've heard of couch potatoes but what about Egg Chairs? Michelle kindly bought a set of these for our family. Skye is very amused and is demanding we use them NOW.

Worrying trend...

As you know a National School Syllabus is being implemented. This is great because now we can travel between states and know the same content is being taught each year.

As each syllabus subject is published it is accompanied (eventually) by a set of lessons which are optional for use in the classroom. The distance education schools have also published their version of these lessons and because it is so comprehensible the Bundaberg schools have decided to use this as their teaching manual for every day.  I find these lessons all disappointingly "vanilla flavoured" (where as I like to include LOTS of nuts) but if that suits them, so be it.

Today I was talking with my friend, Sam, who teaches grade 4. This effort to teach exactly the same thing in exactly the same way to all the kids in each grade has been very successful.  When a child comes from another school she can check the their notebooks and find THAT lesson on THAT day (give or take a day I suppose). And it has been great for those kids who are suited for school - they are rising to the challenge and their English & maths levels have markedly improved (don't ask what happens to the unsuited kids).

So what is the worry?  In order to keep up with the demands of the syllabus subjects they have sacrificed art. Luckily a few teachers, like Sam, are kindly doing art before school because it is one of the truly pleasurable subjects.

In Gin Gin primary the obsession with outcomes has intensified. They have not chosen to implement the model class programs but instead have removed music from targeted grades so the kids can take practice NAPLAN tests. Music teachers are directed to administer a test to their students every week.


This IS a temporary situation because by 2014 both of those subjects will be mandatory...but it still worries me because we have assessment driven education pulling one way and the imperative to deliver a high standard comprehensive education pulling the other.

 I give you two countries' education systems to ponder; Korea and Finland. These diametrically opposed systems are competing for top place in the OECD. They both turn out excellent students but one is competitive and the other cooperative. One exam-based, in the other kids don't even see a standardised exam paper until they hit 15.  Korea has some of the longest study hours in the world - Finland the shortest.

"Education in South Korea"  Overview
It's hard to find any article with a positive viewpoint about how Korea manages to be on top, much like Japan was until 10 years ago "Hypercompetitive Education System"  Although Obama seems to like it..."Obama says S. Korea's education, Internet outperforming US"

"Education in Finland"  Overview.
"Finland's Education System is Top; Here's Why"
"Why do Finland's  Schools Get the Best Results?"

I want to drive this bus

Certainly beats a tea cozy. I reckon Bernie could knock one of these up in a couple of days.



Apparently this is called Yarn or Wool Bombing and if you google it there are some very remarkable example of this frivolous art.

I'll say it again

It's the wee hours and I have finally dragged myself away from the child to get some work done - but of course I am procrastinating (BIG grant with VERY short time frame). Just as I left Bundy Skye proceeded to wail, and wail and wail! She had an ear ache which come on very suddenly. I warmed her up in the shower, plugged her with panadol and stuck her to bed but she was still unhappy. So Sean put on "Sheepies" (Sean the Sheep) and the pain stopped. Ahh the miracles of popular media. It's amazing. Kirk can be screaming his lungs out having ripped off a leg (well you'd think that is what happened) but I just clean him up and turn a video on - instant pain killer. Maybe they should put televisions in labour wards?

See Food And And EAT It!

Last weekend Michelle, myself & the kids had lunch in Sugarlands where a Japanese takeaway has opened. I bought 3 mixed boxes of sushi and the kids ate faster than I did! Yes, they were probably hungry but they decimated the raw fish on rice with vegetables bound up in seaweed leaving me with mere leftovers. Why is this so?

Maybe it's because I am such a stingy mother - I send them to daycare with cut up bits of veggies & cheese, dried fruit and leftovers from dinner so they just get used to it.

At a previous daycare one of my friends confessed that when they dropped their kids off, they all used to check out what Kirk & Roh had for lunch. I gave them things like vego-lasagne, beef jerky, sushi rolls, laksa, full cobs of corn - whatever was edible - but much of it was waaay out of their experience for what was classed as normal food for kids. I found this pretty amusing and wondered what their kids ate every day.

Currently Skye goes to Anna Glover's for daycare. She is Indonesian and they don't "dumb down" food for kids - eating hot sambal is normal. But last week she said she was floored when a kid pointed to the veggie sticks & asked Skye, "What are those things?"

So this week I shall pack an extra serving of veggie sticks for him. I wonder if he will like them?
 I won't be taking any bets,

Badger Badger Badger Badger

MUSHROOM!

I bought an oyster mushroom log from a bloke at the Old Bus Depot Markets in Canberra. These mushrooms have grown at an impressive rate and they were bursting out of the packaging a week from when I bought them. YumYumYum!

 

The scenery in my head just got worse

A friend sent me this article on a new vaginal (actually vulva to be precise) bleaching cream and my jaw dropped with the whole idea of PROMOTING vaginal bleaching. Can you imagine what that stuff would do to your pH let alone that very sensitive epidermal layer? [shudder].

Woman: "Does this cream make my flaps look white?"
Man: "NO, but this one will!" ZiiiP!!

Holy F*K!  (get it? You know - white=purity..umm...ahem...(cough))

Indian freak show ringmaster: "Come on and see our freaky albino pussy...oh sooree...I read dat wrong....correction... See and come on our freaky albino pussy!"

And let's face it - men don't spend a lot of time looking at it. They're built for fun, not photography.

However she has a point about the turkey giblets. When a woman says her man makes her laugh - I promise after a few years of marriage she's not talking about his jokes.  [cue Puppetry of the Penis- the only thing men will do to theirs is draw a face on it ...and visa versa]

Girls do a lot of stupid things to draw attention to their fannies but if you have to rub it with a chemical cocktail to make your man notice you own one then you're probably with the wrong guy....or he's not really a guy...ya know what I mean... like that comment guy, Armit, who doesn't like the real fruity odour of women - yes we get a bit festy but he should try things from our angle.

You know, the cream probably does not whiten anything - I'm betting it has a little bit of stimulant in it and the instructions say, "Massage cream in thoroughly as many times a day as you like and immediately you will become more attractive to your partner." [oh GOD! The scenery in my head just got worse]

STOPPPPP!!!
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....Why is there coffee splattered all over my monitor?

Makey-Makey

Go and look at the MaKey!! MaKey!!  

Use this neato circuit board... To make tunes on bananas (and they're funny, right?) and hundreds of other things.

 

You KNOW you want it!

So go to Kickstarter and BACK IT 
so they can get it into production!

Kickstarter Blurb: MaKey MaKey is an invention kit for the 21st century. Turn everyday objects into touchpads and combine them with the internet. It's a simple Invention Kit for Beginners and Experts doing art, engineering, and everything in between. It comes ready to use out of the box with everything you see above: MaKey MaKey, Alligator Clips & USB Cable.

Who you gunna call?

 I was looking for SES road accident clean up procedures and found this instead:
Crime Scene Clean Up!
 I live in a very sheltered world!

Pull out that 2nd brain

New Scientist Articles on the benefits of bilingualism.

YAY! I can substantiate what I keep telling people. Here's an article I wrote from Stepping Stones now up on Gin Gin Home Educators

That Janis song again

The army is LOANING seven F111s for display (see Dept of Defence). Imagine having one of those in the back yard for the kids to play on? If you could actually fly them, trips down south would never be the same however using them as a commuter vehicle might be showing off. Perhaps a Bushmaster would be better for that daily trip to Bundy.  Thanks to Grant Geddes for this website...the reason he knew about it was because he wanted to score 2 troop carriers for their SES group. 

Archives

I was watching a news article about the restoration of a WW2 bomber and they commented that a lot of the pilots died in training crashes. And it made me wonder if any reports of my grandfather's RAAF air crash was on the web somewhere. And yes it was in the archives of the Sydney Morning Herald 16/2/1938 and again in the Canberra Times. Grandma's story goes that there was nothing wrong with the aircraft and they thought the pilot had had a "touch of the sun" from playing tennis that day and therefore was delirious and passed out. But as Mine was strapped into the seat behind the pilot there was nothing he could do.

My grandfather died in 1974 of a stroke so I have only the memories my Grandma gave me. My name for him was, "Mine" because when people used to ask, "Who's that?" I replied, "He's Mine" so Mine he became and that is the name we always used for him.  Grandma regularly told me that story and how extensive his burns were, how the doctors pumped the cigarettes into him "to steady the nerves" and how eventually they had to move to Qld for his health. These days that sort of injury would earn him a discharge but he was too valuable for that, especially with another looming world war so the RAAF looked after him until he was ready to return to work. In the articles he is billed as a fitter but later in his career he rose as high as was possible for a person not of the upper classes.

I remember everything in their Qld home was painted blue and white - EVERYTHING except the floor and the bricks. And his workshop was in perfect order - you could always find stuff. Nuts and bolts were all graded and in labelled jars. Tools had their spot in the garage. Dad tells me Mine ate peanut butter sammies for lunch for 40 years. And you knew what day of the week it was by what was on the dinner table. I forget exactly now but the menu was steamed chicken & white sauce on Saturday, grilled chops on Tuesday and I'm sure my parents can fill in the rest.  Oh dear. It's 1am and we have a busy day ahead. Goodnight.

Eureka Stockade - NOT!

One of my grant clients, the Curra Country Club, has had a coup. A group of blokes snuck in during the night,  changed all the locks and the next day locked the management out declaring themselves the new committee.  So! Their bank account is frozen, they have very little idea of what they are doing and - after the elections on Saturday - the Gympie Regional Council will be on their tail. No doubt they think they are very clever and fighting for freedom, yadda yadda yadda, but all they had to do was stack the next AGM in July if they wanted a change of management. I shall watch the progress of this with interest!

Visitor

Kirk spotted this echidna on our way out last Tuesday night. He was cleaning up the ants in the cracks in the stairs. He pretty much ignored us and Spook wisely stayed away from him which makes me think he has  encountered an echidna before (hehehe).

PLEASE don't do that in public

My husband.
Kahki camouflage shorts.
Blue & white old-man-plaid shirt.
BRIGHT native Ghanian bucket hat.

Knockin' them over

I said I would try to get all the 1/2 finished sewing projects completed and so far so good. 
I completed a dog bed for Jessie, a 14 year old cattledog but she scratched it to pieces while making herself comfortable so now I have fabric scraps covering the lounge room floor (People keep telling me she's a dingo but it's illegal to keep dingos so she is MUST be a c.a.t.t.l.e.d.o.g.) . Oh well, win some - lose some. So I shall mend it and give it to Spook and I'll probably felt a heap of raw wool into a shade cloth cover which I trust she will not be able to destroy.

I also finished my crochet experiment with bread bags. I now have a plastic basket which I plan to use for wet swimming gear. Crocheting bread bags was interesting but it was a lot of effort for insufficient result. IF my dogs did not chew things I could make springy, flea-free beds for them but...you know...they're right up there on the scale of destruction they cause to homes - floods, fire, tsunamis and dogs....maybe they should be included in insurance?

Disturbing in two completely different ways

Cartoonists are spying on me

Next Challenge

I'm continuing the Scroogezilla habit as strictly as possible because it makes life easier AND now that my craft room is well ordered and I can start SEWING! Obviously my next challenge is to complete all the unfinished projects. I think, realistically, I can average one a week.  First I'll make a heap of bags for Angels for the Forgotten and then marsupial bags from Rachel's old flannelette sheets (thanks Rach!).  That should move a lot of the material out of the cupboard.
Mum, how many would you like and what sizes? Or would you prefer hemmed box liners?

 

Ghetto Hikes

This guy leads urban kids on hikes. He likes to write down what they say at Ghetto Hikes.

“I’mma sneak one dem tadpoles in De’Shawn’s ingredients bag, or whateva you call it… trail mixers.”

“I’mma tape a Kudos bar on Raymond’s back… We get attacks by a bear or sumthin, he gunna eat his ass firs

“Mr. Cody, me n’ Patrice gunna poke holes in the top of dis tent. My mama gunna be pissed if I come home stuffocated.”

Whitegoods revolt

The microwave's turning pin has broken so it don't go round no more. No biggie - but annoying. So, for the record...in the last 3 months the following items have died...

• freezer
• washing machine 
• mower
• oven & a stove element
• camera
• PC speakers

That's enough to make any animist deeply paranoid.

Why?

New emerald-cut shaped galaxy. Why Not?

Still going

I'm into month 3 of my buy nothing challenge and am easily managing to shed something every day. We even managed to avoid buying a wedding present because Sean gave his friend the gift voucher which was originally the end of year work bonus. In lieu of a card we stuck the voucher to a some sort of computer circuitry (A computer card! Boom! Boom!). 

However today we're breaking again to buy a camera - a water resistant, SHOCK resistant camera because I can not satisfy the home education registration requirements without being able to take photos of the things we do.

P.S. 5 April: Bought a heap of art materials today and flippers yesterday. Oh well... time to cull all those winter clothes I pulled out of storage.

The Chosen

I read The Chosen by Chaim Potok months ago and I MUST find the novel again because its plot and themes are like those jingles that get stuck in your head - it won't go away!!

Quickie explanation: Two boys are growing up on either side of Judaism (modern & fundamental). They struggle with the burden their cultures place upon them and one makes the decision very painfully to walk his own path as opposed to the one determined by tradition. Potok (a rabbi) is not advocating one throws away tradition but demonstrates that one needs to engage actively with the issues and make a very conscious decision. There are layers upon layers of themes, motifs and information shoe-horned into this slim novel. Very interesting for me were the descriptions of Jewish life in post-war America, of which I was barely conscious, and how Zionism created the Westbank-Gaza conflict.

Damn it! I borrowed that book from someone...who was it?! Obviously I should have stolen it instead.

Busines logo tweaks

Recently my office gave the grant writing division a new logo. Now we have a picture to go with our job title. Isn't it sweet? But then I thought..."But not all grant angels are women." So I tweaked it a little.  And then it occurred to me that we're not all angels either, so I had to make a few more changes. And then I thought...even that does not suit me because I'm not one of those cute, sexy, little devils...I'm a subversive creature who works in its cave at night, digging for gold - AH! I must be a goblin. So I sent my tweak back to the boss. She laughed and said she'd sack me if I used it.  ...sigh...there ain't no truth in advertising.

In for a penny

 Mum has commented on my previous post, "ET phone home", that she does not think that a child of an atheist should be attending a Christian activity. This is a fair call however my making light of his ignorance about religion does have a serious side.

Firstly, to clarify, this activity is open to the public. Anyone is welcome to attend and I am sure they would be delighted to greet people of any religion walking through their doors - they are honestly accepting people (note the difference between "accepting" and "tolerant"). Also these days there are plenty of other-faith and non-faith people attending private Christian schools but that is a post for another day.

So why am I sending Kirk to a Christian activity at all? Just like every one else - we value the education! It is not possible to be fully conversant with world culture if you are not aware of biblical history, the role religion plays in our society and how it has shaped our metaphoric language. Three major religions; Christianity, Judaism & Islam all share that founding Middle Eastern culture and a very large amount of the "lore" is based on the same documents. Yes, I could easily teach him all this myself, but then it would just be a history lesson. He also needs to understand the context and the culture wrapped around it and nothing beats direct experience hence, "In for a penny, in for a pound".

What dinosaur are you?

Apparently I am the fat, lazy dinosaur who likes to wallow like a hippo!
DIAMANTINASAURUS MATILDAE
http://www.abc.net.au/tv/timetravellers/#/What_Creature_Are_You

Rain

Again. More of it. It is nearing the end of March when normally the paddocks would be starting to dry off, instead the weather is akin to monsoonal latitudes with the brief patches of sun accompanied by heavy mugginess, relieved only by the breaking rains which go on all night. Nevertheless, it's no drama - people here don't mind when nature gives them a holiday.

Birdman

Bert Hinkler would have killed for this mechanism. http://humanbirdwings.net/

ET phone home

ET (aka Kirk) encountered earthmen for the first time at Kids Club, which is the modern incarnation of Sunday school. He watched in sceptical amazement as the excited children sang praise songs on stage.  Fortunately they project the words up on the screen and when he read "My god is a great big god !" He decided that since he didn't know what or who a god was he would just reverse the word because THEN it made a lot more sense.

GPS 1 : Tourists 0

The Tokyo students wanted to take a day trip to Stradbroke Island and believed their GPS unit would be able to guide them there. The GPS forgot to mention the 15 kilometres of water and mud between the mainland and the island. Read more 

New expression

"...testing (a crocodile's bite) is like dragon slaying by committee, often involving ten or more people to test a single animal," Greg Erickson, Florida State University
Crocodiles Have Strongest Bite Ever Measured, Hands-on Tests Show National Geographic (March 2012)

I HAVE to use it!!

The police phoned today

The president of the Bundy Rodeo Committee is missing. A paramedic found his motorbike & helmet in tact but nothing of the man. Somewhere out in cyberspace there is contact information for the Historical Society with my number on it so I received a call from the police asking if we had any old mining maps showing the mine shafts. I called Wendy the current president & curator who said "Quite likely" and went off to look and in the meantime I searched online for anything relevant...and I dare I say that I very quickly struck gold?  https://webgis.dme.qld.gov.au/webgis/webqmin/viewer.htm  This has ALL the registered mines in Qld, including the abandoned ones. I was mildly surprised at how many abandoned mines are around that area so I suppose it is quite possible the bloke went to see what he could see. The geography is not rough but with two good wet seasons the bush is pretty dense now. Fingers crossed but after 4 days now I think they would be lucky to find him alive.

It's UGLY!

 From Cute Home Pets

There are hairless cats and dogs, so of course someone had to invent a hairless guinea pig. The only advantage I can see is you don't have to peel it.

Oh but wait! There's MORE! I am overjoyed!

Chooks http://www.newscientist.com/article/dn2307-featherless-chicken-creates-a-flap.html

Sheep http://www.wiltipoll.com.au

Ooohhh what an excellent website!!! http://www.thefeaturedcreature.com/#axzz1pB3h7J7u 

Weakening

Scroogezilla weakened yesterday and allowed Kirk to buy a Ghanian bracelet from Isaac. Well, that's pretty good - I've gone 5 weeks buying nothing but that bracelet. Sean, however has made a few purchases with the mower and the stuff for the band. Mind you, culling gets easier and easier!

LOOK!

Yesterday we went to Hippy Di's Festival. When the requisite belly dancers came on stage (I was off having a massage) Sean tells me that her eyes opened wide, her jaw dropped and she pointed to the dancers stating loudly, "Titties! Titties!"   Should I have weaned her sooner?

Don't Kill the Pygmies!

Thankfully Sean HAS fixed the lemon mower because the grass in the paddocks is over the X-Trail's bonnet. Not that I mind but it's sometimes hard to avoid running over the dogs.

OH! And today I met donkeys. I like them. Hey Rach! How do you feel about teaching donkey riding lessons?

fiverr

http://fiverr.com
Just go and look at it.

Homeschool Group Calendar is Up

See Gin Gin Home Educators to know what the homeschool group are doing each week. I'm using the blogger platform because it saves logging on somewhere else or making another website.  The KISS principle wins every time :-)

Hey, Strawberry Shortcake!

Blueberry Muffin's here for breakfast! 

This is not my child. 

But she looks suspiciously like this one...

 

...so she must have escaped from TV land.

That Time of the Month

It's amazing what a little pressure can do to my productivity. Normally I will spend a good week tinkering with the wording of a grant, finely tuning the nuances, clarifying the points and culling redundancies. But when the pressure is on, I finally pull my finger out and it all falls into place.

Evaluation

This week Sean had to buy mower parts (cue: native drums) and there was a HUGE pack of washing powder on special in IGA so I grabbed it. Haven't done the cull yet due to it being that time of the month* but I am expecting couch surfers tomorrow so I'll do it when I clean the bedroom.

On the topic of washing powder, about 15 years ago washing balls came onto the market. They claimed to clean your clothes without washing detergent. They appeared to be inert, some were made of ceramic and others were very obviously just basalt rocks in a plastic cage. The sellers tried to tell me that the balls had some sort of magnetic property which made the water molecule smaller so it could penetrate the cloth better (Here comes a Charlie!).Nevertheless, it made me think that if these people were still able to wash clothes without washing powder (a) those people obviously did not have kids and (b) washing powder in itself was overrated.

SO! I experimented with how little washing powder I could use and still successfully wash clothes. My conclusions after a few months were; YES, if you worked in an air conditioned office like Sean, you certainly can discard washing powder BUT you might like to pre-scrub the collars and chuck in a little vinegar to deodorise the effects of stinky male armpits. However if you were a massage therapist who worked at a mud farm like myself then NO!  Massage oil, mangrove mud and fish guts have particularly penetrative properties and will not come out even in hot water without some chemical assistance.

Once Kirk was born, people gave me LOADS of advice - one of the best parts was from a lady around the corner who raised 6 kids with cloth nappies, "If you soak the nappies in Nappisan then don't bother with washing powder as the residual will give the kids nappy rash."  So again I experimented and found that I didn't even need to soak the nappies in Napisan. I discovered if I dry pail the pissy nappies the urine converts to ammonia so I don't have to use Napisan at all and 1/2 the recommended amount of detergent suffices.  Note also I generally use an eco-wash so there are no brighteners or bleaching agents so the nappies come out clean but not retina-piercing white.

*That time of the month" means lots of grants are due.