Furthering Your Education Is Fun...and somewhat confusing

For those of you that do not know, TAFE is an acronym for Technical and Further Education.
So far, things have been going well and I am really enjoying the course.
Today I was promoted to Administrative Supervisor in our model office... HOORAY!
Watch out world, here I come...A little bit late I know but as my brother says, I am evolving.
Sorta like a butterfly.

xox eve xox

A New Place To Call Home.

Tonight I had dinner with my brother and Ben.

My brother said I could come and live at his place with him.

This is more than I could have hoped for and I now feel that my life has an anchor again.

A little place for me to be me.

A home.

xox eve xox

P.S. I had a beautiful day.

Can it get any better than this?

Did Ya Miss Me? ( With Every Shot So Far )

I am back...I am feeling clearer than I have in a long time.
Having time away has helped me more than I can express.
I missed my daughter sooooo much and went straight to her place before I even went home.
She now has a little baby bump tummy and looks so beautiful.

We hugged, I handed over gifts and all was right with the world.

I am happy to announce that I am the proud owner of the now famous 'Guinea Pig" painting.

Word had spread like wild fire. I arrived at the youth club a little late only to be greeted by a cry of-

"This is the lady that wants to buy your picture"

I then entered into intense negotiations with a lovely 10 year old girl, who was soooo excited I thought she may burst, the handsome sum of $5 was agreed upon.

Her mother, who had brought her to youth club especially, took photos of the artist handing me the "Guinea Pig" and there was talk of the $5 being framed and kept as a memento of the occasion.

What can I say...It was all just MAGIC.

I felt like I had entered the pages of a Famous Five story-

"Bags of lettuce and lashings of ginger beer for everyone" I felt like saying.

I will write more soon and will have some photos to share with you.

xox eve xox

Missing Family and Friends or Having Limited Access To The Internet or Where is Amanda?

Ben and Lilly

Chris and Kinta

I am still in the country and I miss all these SpEciAL people....sigh.

I also miss Dorothy who, by the way, introduced me to Rhonda...I miss you too Dorothy (who introduced me to Rhonda)

xox eve xox

P.s. Dorothy introduced me to Rhonda..he he he ha ha ha

Welcome To Horse Country.

Well here I am back at Dad's place.I arrived by train on friday and was met at the station by my new friend The Talented Rhonda,her Super Speller son Ali and Bella the Beautiful Boarder Collie. It was so nice to have friendly faces to greet me even if they were all suffering from the flu that I'm sure they caught from me last week (Don't say that I never give you anything Rhonda!) The first port of call was to the cafe as i had NOT had a coffee ALL day and was, I think, suffering from caffeine withdrawal. We then went on to Dad's so that I could dump my bags and go to the loo (you really needed to know that! Didn't you?) As Dad was having his afternoon nap I knew he would be fine till at least 6 pm so off we went to the Youth Club to Paint pictures with all the kids.I love watching the kids paint they are just so amazing and last week one of them painted the best guinea pig EVER- I have made an offer of $5 for said "Guinea Pig" and I am prepared to go as high as $10 but that is my limit.The prices in the art world are crazy enough as it is without me contributing. I have Max Watters acting as my agent in these high stakes negotiations so I feel confident that the 'Guinea Pig' will be mine.Lets all just hope that the 9 year old is willing to sell. I am quietly confident.

I mentioned my hair (on my head) in the last post. Well... I decided that I would treat myself to a proper haircut-by proper I mean one that has not been done by me with the kitchen scissors in the front yard. I have not had a "proper" hair cut for 15 years so you can imagine,quite easily, that I know nothing about the 'ways' of the salon...NOTHING.

So I decided that I would simply have my eyebrow waxed (Yes, that does say EYEBROW) and then have my hair (on my head) shampooed and then trimmed...easy. Everything was going smoothly, I had braved the hot wax on the eyebrow torture (I had never had this done either) and it was not as bad as one would imagine. If anyone is going to fall in a heap wailing because of self inflicted and unnecessary pain it is me. I then had the best shampoo and conditioning head massage in the universe followed by a trim that went from about an inch to about 4 inches as my confidence grew (I was starting to get into this secret women's stuff ) It was at this exact moment, with my confidence growing and my guard down that the salon girl,somehow sensing my vulnerability, pounced...

"Would you like to put a semi permanent colour through your hair today?"

I,not wanting to appear ignorant of such things,requested more information and if possible the use of props. The nice girl explained that it would not be a permanent colour and would wash out after 30 washes. She showed me a big board with samples of coloured hair, she pointed to my blondie colour and then to another deeper colour that she thought would suit me. I remember saying that i thought that the intended colour sample looked a bit dark and she assured me that it would not be as dark as that. I asked why they would make the sample darker than it actually turned out and wouldn't they be better off making the samples match the end result... Obviously no one had ever questioned her like this before and it was right then that I should of high tailed it out of there...But I didn't. Instead I said- "O.K"

Well after this procedure was completed I was left with dark brown hair...DARK BROWN...not that there is anything wrong with that but it is just not me.

Before I had even left the salon I was enquiring as to weather me going home and washing my hair 30 times would remove this colour from my hair... Now This was the first time I had done anything like this to my hair and it will be the last.

When I was at the college signing up for my business admin course the other day I got talking to a young girl that was studying hairdressing (where was she last week?) she told me that I should know that my hair,after this stuff has washed out in 5 weeks, will not go back to its original colour completely..EVER..NOOOoooooooooooo.

Kinta's boyfriend Chris says that I now have artificial intelligence as I went from blonde to brunette.

I feel silly and just not like me anymore.

I avoid mirrors as I just end up sighing heavily and wishing it all would just GO AWAY.

Alan did not say anything for quite some time and then all he said was-

"Your eyebrows look good"

I think that about sums it up.

Boooooooooooo.
xox eve xox

Don't look at me

Come And Experience The Horse Capital...

I have been staying with Dad in the country side for the last 2 weeks.He escaped from the hospital in Sydney and my sister drove us back up to his place.

I was there to catch him if he fell and generally do things that he can not.

I have become quite skilled at preparing scotch and will be adding this skill to my resume forth with.

(Dad says I am to mean with the scotch Booooo)

Today I am in Sydney to enroll in an office admin course and then I will be returning to Scone tomorrow...Phew

I have also had the flu and feel exhausted but it is nice to be home (Alan's place) amongst familiar things.

Oh I also had half my hair cut off (from my head) and the hairdresser talked me into putting a semi permanent rinse through it...BIG MISTAKE, but that's another story..

xox eve xox

p.s- hey Amanda do you want to come and have a luxury weekend in the countryside????

Just give me a call...I'm serious