A couple more photos of the party ...

Ghosts and Ghouls party - it was HORRIFFIC!!

Well as you can all see by Rach's photos the party was an awesome success!!

I was so very very lucky to have so many beautiful people to help me out - EJ, Mick, K-J, Rach, Bim and of course Saxon!!

All of the kids came dressed up and even though my instructions for the games were dodgy they all had a great time - mostly chasing Saxon around, lol.

I don't think I did much at all on the day, poured a couple of 'potions' and braved the pinjata bashings and everything else was covered by everyone else!!

I wish we had a get together like this more often - bring on Halloween I say!!

Love you all, B xxx

PS: We topped the day off with dinner at Bliss - still dressed up, lol!!

Holidays are over ...

Well it's back to school for the Hewes family, much to our disappointment - we were all just getting used to sleeping in until 9 am and eating bacon and eggs for brunch. Keenan is probably the best 7 year old Tony Hawks Pro-Skater in the world, Balin has found every stuffed toy in the house and put it in his bead, my hands ache from so much typing and Lee is sad to have the house empty again.

Here are some photos of Saturday, Keenan's 7th birthday - we had a great day, bacon and eggs for breakfast, a walk to Long Reef for sand tobogganing and dolphin watching and then to Montezuma's for dinner - AWESOME!!

The unnecessary shortening of words for the purpose of relaxed conversation is inherently amusing ...

It's cool how for the purpose of laid back conversations or slang we shorten words.
For example when getting petrol we say "I'm heading to the servo".

We even do it with acronyms like when we go to the "R-ey" instead of going to the R.S.L.

Sometimes the whole process is reversed and words are lengthened in order to fit the format.
On occasions such as this John might become "Jonno".
Dave (which is itself a shortened version of David) may be re-established as a disyllable to become "Davo".

There seems to be no end to the usefulness of what we may call the 'casualisation' of everyday words. They're everywhere (casualised words), and it appears there exist only limited circumstances in which we are prevented from using them in "convo's".

I spoke to my brother Jeff yesterday. He informed me that my Grandmother in England had suffered a minor heart attack, in doing so this is what he said:

"Dad was just telling me that Maude had a semi "hearty" the other day hey".

She's fine now which is great but I totally commend Jeff on his ability to casualise a seemingly serious piece of news.

Lee.

My First Blog Ever

"Thkootchy doo" is how someone with a lisp says "Scoochy doo".

My question is:

Why in the world would anyone want to say that anyway?

Oh well...

Scoochy doo.

From Lee.

Finished my first 6000 words, yay!!

I am very relieved to have finished the first text out of the ten that I am writing on for the Excel Study Guide. Each text requires 6000 words of analysis!! That's 60, 000 words by 12th October - I think I'm mad! Lucky for me I really enjoy it ... rather be doing this than a 12,000 word pysch honours thesis - now that's insane!!

I'll leave you with the best poem of the 6 I had to write on, don't be worried if you're confused by it, my final verdict was that it was 'ambiguous', lol - still beautiful though!

For Precision

Yet I go on from day to day, betraying

the core of light, the depth of darkness –

my speech inexact, the note not right,

never quite sure what I am saying –

on the periphery of truth. Uphold me now,

pure colours, blacks, whites, bells on the central tone,

middays, midnights. I wander among cross-lights.

Let me be sure and economical as the rayed

suns, stars, flowers, wheels: let me fall as a gull, a hawk

through the confusions of foggy talk,

and pin with one irremediable stroke –

what? – the escaping wavering wandering light,

the blur, the brilliance; forming into one chord

what’s separate and distracted; making the vague hard –

catching the wraith – speaking with a pure voice,

and that the gull’s sole note like a steel nail

that driven through cloud, sky, and irrelevant seas,

joins all, gives all a meaning, makes all whole.

By Judith Wright

PS: If you're interested in a line by line analysis, let me know, lol :)

Where is my Mum?

Mum, are you never online for Skype? The boys and I try every morning but have no luck. They'd love to see you guys.

J
xx