I thought, just at the moment, my life couldn’t get any worse………….and then it did. Regular readers will know that I am in love. With Hugh Jackman. Yes, the A list Hollywood star Hugh Jackman – hey, if you’re looking for your soul mate aim high right?!
I learned that, this week, Hugh called in for lunch to a Bistro not a mile from my house. I live in the freakin middle of nowhere and Hugh is Australian – it’s not like you’d expect to see him at your local diner but apparently there he was, in all his gorgeousness. And I missed the whole fucking thing.
If I had known he was going to be in the vicinity I would have kidnapped him, obviously, and caged him for all eternity in my outhouse. Kind’ve like a Gerbil, only way cuter and with the ability to speak. And this has been denied me. I am inconsolable and may never recover 😉
My tiny new shed arrived on Wednesday, so this weekend my neighbour gave me a hand to put it together. It wasn’t difficult but we only got the 4 walls screwed together before my energy ran out so it still needs a roof. I just can’t wait to get it finished so that I can put my Xmas tree away, which has been residing in my lounge since the start of December.
I’ve been quite migrainy this week and my energy is way low, so I’ve been in bed a lot. At least it’s given me the chance to work on some photos I took last year and I’m quite pleased with this one of a Cockchafer Beetle. I was in the spare bedroom last June with my big light on photographing some blossom when the beetle flew in through the window and was attracted to the light. Because it was on a really bright, white background I was able to cut it out and put it in this picture. The cute thing is the bug actually looks like it’s smiling 😀
I couldn’t come to an agreement over my complaint at my Camera Club, so I’ve asked our Federation to look into it. I might know the outcome this week. As you know I’ve been soooo stressed over it to the point where it’s made me sick, and this week simply decided to let it go. Not the complaint, which I’ll see through to the end, but my distress over it. Before all this I had a joyful life and I need that back. So whatever will be will be, and I shall be happy regardless.
I seem to have done quite well on the photographic achievements front this year and everyone’s been ribbing me about needing an extension to house all my trophies. Slight exaggeration, but I have now put up some shelves and have my own little photography corner. I’m still missing a trophy which I won’t get til December (no clue why, it’s ridiculous when I won it in April!) plus a silver medal and a gold medal, but you get the gist.
I received my appointment through to see the mast cell consultant at Sheffield this week – it’s on 27th June, so not too long to wait. It’s a 3 hour train journey though, then a 30 minute bus ride to the Hospital (eek!) and my appointment is for 11am, so I’m going to go the day before and stay over – it’s less stressful and exhausting if a shit load more expensive.
Well, I suppose I should think about washing up all the dirty pots residing on my kitchen worktops. I’ve actually been thinking about it since yesterday morning, I just haven’t actually gotten around to doing it, and at this rate I’m going to need a chisel to get the dried on food off! 😉