
Saturday, 7 November 2009

Thursday, 5 November 2009
a few months back i told my dentist that i wanted a referral to someone else. my request sparked an interesting coversation in which my dentist asserted we choose to spend time with people who reflect our values and he would not employ anybody he did not personally like.
today i took both the boys to the alternate orthodontist. it was in an office building and looked to be an expensive property but not lavish or overdone. i was shocked when i was called in to watch proceedings and found that there were signs of humanity in the room. one wall was made of glass bricks so the room was bright and the natural light was gentle. there was a sofa by the glass wall, not a vinyl chair placed as an afterthought, not even a sterile vinyl lounge trying to be welcoming. this was a fair dinkum couch. in blue fabric. nearby was an elaborately carved chinese style side table with a newspaper on top and traces of dust in the woodwork.
as i observed the close proximity of the orthodontist to his nurse i mused on their need for good quality deodorant, then i thought that being in an airconditioned room all day might be fairly forgiving, this led me to notice the movement of air in the room and i noticed with astonishment that there was a door open to a balcony. who ever heard of fresh air in a sterile building full of professional suites?
yes, this was a practice i could like
Saturday, 31 October 2009
my kids call me weird & eccentric.....

this one looks pretty good so you never know, i might make something like it one day.
what is funny about all this is that i started thinking about what other fabrics i have stashed away and assessing them for shoulder bag suitability, then i thought of my recent efforts to get rid of clutter and wondered what i might have thrown away that was recyclable.
just this week i threw out a sheet. it was a pure cotton, double sheet in a nice deep shade of red, it had a large tear where my shoulder ruins every sheet and every pair of pyjamas but the rest of it was pre-washed to a softly distressed finish and it would have made a great lining for a shoulder bag or two. i had that sheet here for months before i decided i couldn't resurrect it and now that it has long gone i have the perfect use and i'm crying over a torn sheet!!