Can you pull a layer of eyeball off with a dry contact lens? I'm starting to wonder. My eye has been crying uncontrollably for most of the day and I'm getting some awkward looks. Darned contact lenses! I think I need to go to sleep as soon as I get home & see if my eye heals itself in the night. Actually, I'm thinking that's a good idea as I peer (one-eyedly) out my window and notice the clouds rolling in. Would be lovely for my garden if it rains all night again.

I have some cool ideas for xmas pressies, need to get started on them very soon though, if they're going to be ready in time. I can't believe xmas is so close! How exciting!

Friends
I think the friends you keep say a lot about who you are. I love all of my friends, naturally, but not all of them bring out the better parts of my personality. I don't know why! Some manage to draw out my insecurities so easily. Some can make me cry when I probably should but don't want to.
There's an awesome quote that I love : I don't like that man. I must get to know him better.
Some of my friends have enough info about my past to blackmail me, but I didn't think real friends were supposed to use that stuff to their advantage. Hmmm. Weak.

What a lovely weekend, can't imagine what I'm doing back here again after only two days away. Our veggie patch is 70% planted, only a little more preparation needed before I can get the rest sown. This year we'll have squash, tomatoes, eggplant, potatoes, corn (hopefully it works this year), pumpkin, peas, beans, carrots, spinach and broccoli. Cool! We also put a load of topsoil over our carpet of weeds and we need to buy mulch to pop over the top of that. It'll look really good once it's done. Then we're looking at getting a quote for a new kitchen and a quote for an ensuite. Once those are taken care of (next year) we'll look at building a free-standing garage in front of the house and finally (maybe 5 years?) we'll turn the current garage into a studio apartment in the backyard. At best it's somewhere you oldies can live when they're too infirm to be on their own, and at worst it's extra income from a rental if we ever need to go that way. Holy crap I think I just planned out the rest of my life.

On the wagon.
Our wedding was everything I had dared to hope and more. So was the honeymoon. Looking back over the photos though, I realise I had a cocktail in nearly every single frame. Exactly a year ago, I was a touch humiliated at my niece's birthday party & a year later it appears not much has changed. Sunday I couldn't drink since I was still hurling over Saturday night's abuses. Monday and Tuesday my stomach wasn't quite feeling back to normal so I didn't suggest we open a bottle of wine over dinner. Let's call this my 4th day on the wagon. This weekend will be tricky.

Yes, I understand that it's a depressive and that all alchoholics look back at their antics with a mixture of self-loathing and self-pity. But it all comes down to this: If I can quit smoking for my husband, perhaps I can quit drinking for me.

I've just read on the news about "pickled walnut" syndrome & I'm increasingly concerned about my shocking memory.