A little crochet something...

This weekend I was very productive - crochet wise. I made 2 baby jumpers and a little matching bunny.

The red and white jumper and bunny are for a girl at work who is having a baby. She's a knitter/crocheter too... and I knew she'd be making her own baby blanket, so thought I'd make something different.

I was so impressed by how quick these were - the jumper only took about 4 hours - start to finish! The only thing is I haven't bought buttons for the red/white jumper yet... so that will have to wait until later in the week.

Visit to the zoo

John and I bought a new compact digital camera today with our David Jones vouchers... then of course, we had to go to the zoo to test it out!

'Twas the Month After Christmas

Someone sent this to me via email, but I thought it would be appropriate to put up here... to share with everyone else who over-ate at Christmas!

'Twas the Month After Christmas

'Twas the month after Christmas, and all through the house
Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.
The biscuits I'd nibbled, the champagne I'd taste
All the holiday parties had gone to my waist.

When I got on the scales there arose such a number!
When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber).
I'd remember the marvellous meals I'd prepared;
The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared,
The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese
And the way I'd never said, "No thank you, please."

As I dressed myself in my partner's old shirt
And prepared once again to do battle with dirt
I said to myself, as I only can
"You can't spend all Summer disguised as a man!"

So-away with the last of the sour cream dip,
Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip
Every last bit of food that I like must be banished
'Til all the additional ounces have vanished.
I won't have a biscuit - not even a lick.
I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick.
I won't have hot scones, or cake, or fruit pie,
I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.

I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore
But isn't that what January is for?
Unable to laugh, no longer a riot.
Happy New Year to all and to all a good diet!