Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Tick tick tick...

Ok so, what has been happening since last time we wrote?

Saturday - went to see the new house, check things out, and make sure we still liked it - hahaha. All is well though, and we're still really excited about moving. Also put a deposit on our new bedroom furniture set and arranged for it to be delivered on the afternoon we move, and will pay the balance between now and then. The only other major event was getting the groceries done, hooray !

Sunday - a bit more packing was accomplished, but it's hard now because it's mostly down to stuff we still need to use.

Monday - zzzz... no, seriously ! Roland went to work, and Jax caught up on even more sleep, been doing lots of that lately too :-P

Also, thought this was cute, you can make these 'ticker' things for almost any event or day that you want to count up / down to:





Tuesday - I guess today gets a special mention as a sort of public holiday, for us residents of Kiwi-land (and Australia) it's ANZAC Day (Australia / New Zealand Army Corps), where there are dawn parades and commemorations etc for war veterans, especially from World Wars 1 & 2. Virtually the same as Remberance Day for Canada and the US.

Anyway, for half the day the shops are closed, but most re-open in the afternoon and a lot of them have big sales - we decided to go to Briscoes since we had vouchers (big homewares type of place) and needed some new towels and bed linen.

BIG MISTAKE. It was almost impossible to find a parking space, although luckily we got quite a good one, and the store was packed - we waited in line for a LONG time, but it was hot, and Jax got really tired of standing up really quickly. However, the discounts that we got were good, so that balances things out a little.

Also, after a wonderful week off recuperating from 'ligamentitis', Jax is back to the grind tomorrow - not too thrilled but ya know, you do what you have to do.

Goodnight everyone, and take care !

J, R & Baby Girl Bird




For the Fallen
by Laurence Binyon

They shall grow not old,
As we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them,
Nor the years condemn.

At the going down of the sun,
And in the morning,
We will remember them.


*~*Lest We Forget*~*


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