Magnified as well.

This was sent to me when I bought a collage sheet of old images. And yep, thats pretty much all that goes on in my head.

Puppies and babies, hats and dresses, men vying for my hand in marriage, chocolate and love letters. Actually I don't want anything to do with that nasty looking  baby.

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Now what was in that mans head I posted a while back. Hang on I'll find it. Oh yes thats right. Loose women and alcohol.

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Show us your gorgeous eyes.
Submitted by [Susan].

Not mine - but Lizzies. And don't think she doesn't know how to use them.

From the time she was a toddler, whenever we went anywhere, people would ooh and ahh over her eyes. Hasn't she got beautiful eyes they'd say. I knew they were creating a monster. She soon cottoned on to the fact that, hmmm, maybe I can use these babies to my advantage.

You just try and make her leave the house without eyeliner on. Actually thats where the nickname comes from. Lizzie, because she has Liz Taylor eyes.

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Show us a photograph from a wedding.
Submitted by Connie.

Firstly, I wish that anorexic man would go away from my vox home page. He looks very unhealthy. I know he's done well losing all that weight but I just don't like the look of him.

However. Wedding photos. This is my Nan on her wedding day. I'm guesing this would've been 1930 ish

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This is my Mum and Dad. Hmmm, mid fifties maybe. Love how dressed up everyone is. Especially that lady on the left - didn't anyone tell her not to wear a long white dress to someone elses wedding.

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And this was just something I made for some reason. But the beautiful background of flowers was drawn and painted by Kimba. Honestly, I can't imagine them looking at each other that happily.

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And Candy if you're out there I tried to leave you a comment but vox is foxing around again and wouldn't let me. I was going to tell you

1. Cool sunnies

2. Every time I hear that just one glass of wine a day increases your risk of getting breast cancer by an alarming amount, I pretend I didn't hear.

And Sherry I tried to tell you that your daughter is a stunner - gorgeous eyes.

I'm usually in bed every night at 9pm. I don't watch much tv.

So the only thing that annoys me more than the tv station changing one of my shows to a starting time of 10.30pm, is them making it sound that doing so is a lovely experience for me.

Is this the only house in australia that watches Lost anymore? Are there so few people watching it now that it has to start at 10.30pm. Remember the good old days when it used to start at 8.30pm?

But it's the way they announce it as being at A Special New Time that pisses me off.

It's very special. Thats why I'm sitting here at 9.17pm eating chocolate and drinking coffee, with over two hours ahead of me before I hit the pillow.

I know, I know, I could tape it. But I never seem to go back and watch anything I tape. If I don't watch it, I don't see it.

So I'm filling some time. (What did we do before the internet.) And I found this.

These are plans someone drew in 1670 for a flying machine. I'm just not sure about it. I can't imagine ever really feeling optimistic that this was ever going to work

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But I hope the guy who drew this is up there now looking at all our flying machines. I think he'd get a real kick out of them

Show us what you're working on right now.
Submitted by yygall.

Just needs a hook on the back and she's ready to go.

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And these are just done - I took these photos last year - they were flowers Lloyd bought for his girlfriend on their formal night.

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I really enjoyed those books - The Darling Buds of May.

No buds around here in may of course, we're almost at the end of autumn. And even though we had the wettest summer on record and the coldest April in over 20 years, May has been lovely. Hard to believe actually that in less then two weeks we will hit winter.

This is the deciduous tree in our yard. It doesn't believe winter is almost here and shows only the slightest tinge of yellow there on the left. I couldn't be bothered moving the clothesline and there were two pairs of my husbands undies in the shot I didn't think you'd be wanting to see.

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So about this time every day (1.30pm), after lunch I go outside and sit with Betty in the sun for a while and have a read. This didn't seem like a particularly comfy spot for her, in a pile of sticks.

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But we are talking about a dog who finds it comfortable to sleep like this

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A more sensible option

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I'm off to join her for a while. Not in the bed, I'll just sit beside her thanks. She's one of those dogs that always stinks.

I just realised I forgot all about the darling buds bit.

So the home hairdressing appointment went ahead as scheduled yesterday.

Robin turned up with a large bag full of goodies that I'd like to have in my bathroom cupboard and set up. Then she took a bit of the bulk out of my hair before she coloured it, then after we'd squashed in around my laundry tub with me leaning over it and her washing it, she cut it.

The first thing most hairdressers want to do when they see my hair is get amongst it with the razor and the thinning scissors. And they usually leave me feeling like I have a skull cap of hair with some rats tails clining to my neck and shoulders. But Robin kept herself well in control and when I washed it this morning I still had a LOT of hair.

And I did sit at the kitchen table and talk to her while the bleach did its thing. But as happens in a small town we discovered we both had kids in the same class, so we had plenty to bitch about.

And I did the fringe. And I like it. Even though it does feel like I've had an insect creeping around my forehead all day.

So I'm seeing her again in about 4 weeks. She tells me it'll take about 4 goes to get it up to blonde. Without turning it to jelly.

She wanted me to let it dry naturally but that takes about 3 days so after she left I gave it a blast with the dryer. And I have actually put the straightener through it, but it resisted.

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So today I straightened it again. Which I'm sure was good for it.

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I'm in dire need of a haircut. Or at least a pair of thinning scissors. But of course I hate going to the hairdresser. I hate the whole boring, time wasting experience. And I hate paying a small fortune to get what I didn't want.

Then a friend said to me

Why don't you call Robin?

It seems Robin is a hairdresser who comes to your home. And she's cheap as chips because I don't have to pay for her electricity, her water rates, her superannuation or her stupid magazines. So I can pay her half the amount to get something I don't want in the comfort of my own home.

So she's coming in the morning. And as well as a haircut we're going to discuss a way to blend in my grey roots. Which are coming at an alarming rate. She's even allowed time in case I want a colour.

But then I had a thought. When you go to the hairdresser they put on the colour then leave you and go see to another client. But what does Robin do while my colour is on? Do I have to entertain her, or can I leave her in front of the television while I do other things?

Maybe I should wear my anti-socialite tshirt to make it clear to her how I feel about things. I'm the one on the right.

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I'm thinking a fringe. Even though I always regret a fringe. But I'm feeling a strong urge for a thick fringe. And what the hell, it's only hair - it grows back.

Don't worry - I'm under no illusion that what I end up with will at all resemble the picture I have picked out.

When I wake up in the morning it will be mothers day. Over the years I've never really felt like a mother. I'm not the mummy type.

But I know that I am one.

I know because it's Saturday night and my 18 year old son was supposed to be home form work over an hour ago.

I know because of the worry I start to feel.

Of course he's just off with his friends not giving my worrying a thought.

I know because I rang him.

So all you mothers - have a good one.

Of course they don't look like this anymore but it's probably the only photo I have where they're all smiling and I wouldn't be a mother without them.

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And a call out to my Mum - cool sunnies. Thats little me, probably thinking about the sun cancer I'm going to get later in life.

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How many pair of shoes do you have? Out of those pairs, how many do you wear more than a few times a year?
Submitted by fightinggale.

Because my feet are freakishly narrow and thin, my shoe choices are limited to anything that has laces. Then I can pull the laces nice and tight, thats after I've put an arch in them and sometimes two pairs of socks.

So I only have two pairs of shoes. Joggers and boots. In summer I wear the boots with dresses.

Australia does not cater for the skinny foot. Plenty of shops have wide sizes but the narrowest you can go is a C size. And I sit somewhere between AA and AAA. My sister lives in the US now so I had her post me a pair of sandals which were good for a while. But they eventually stretch and I slide right through them. So I stick to the boots. I love boots anyway, feel nice and safe in them. Except I always get rocks stuck in the tread. I have a different pair of boots for going out. They're real skull crushers.

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So my shoe wardrobe is pretty basic. I do have a pair of thongs that I wear as slippers but I have to wear socks with them as well. Thats a real classy look. Thongs and socks.

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