Sundays...

Sundays...

Laundry Art...

Inspire Me Thursday...

Audrey, Lady of The Manor.

Sundays...

Should That Stay or Should That Go...

Well it's official...

I am not just a buyer on eBay, I am also a seller. Very exciting. My first item was a magazine I have had stashed away since 1997! Who said hoarding was a bad thing?



Now I am acting like some crazy woman at a garage sale but in my own home. I can not walk past (or dust) objects without scrutinizing and mentally pricing.. "mmm.. 99 cents? Nah, maybe I could lash out and put that up for $5."

Audrey, Lady of The Manor.

Green Green Grass...

Chemical this Brother...

Oh the joy! Remember Old Ned and the chemical brother drama? Well I am very pleased to report that the delicate little green patch under the stairs is well on the road to recovery. However now I have an extra weeding job on my list. sigh.

Oh the golf ball?

That is one of The Guard Dogs favorite toys.

Audrey, Lady of The Manor.

Bling Bling...

Saturday's are alright for parties....

Last weekend I attended De Nephew's sixth birthday. This weekend De Sister invited me to a jewellery party. There were no lolly bags however there was champagne. As you do, I went with the intention of not purchasing anything. Of course, as you do, I walked away with two pieces.

My new love bracelet.

and my new necklace.

I can't hardly wait to add interesting beads to my new collection.

Audrey, Lady of The Manor.

Sundays...

One Man's Junk...

Is Another Kris Kringle...

Hello my name is Audrey and my latest addiction is eBay. I know, I know I am very late. But I never did run with the cool kids. I have been busy. Preparing my items to sell. Taking photographs, uploading photographs. Engaging my brain to think of interesting ways to best describe, what is now to me, well junk.


I think eBay is my new face book.

Audrey, Lady of The Manor.

1983 or 2009

My bff Y's Brett!

Mrs Poo and her tales of hanging with her posse here. I think the big lesson here is shoe memories last a life time.

My bff is Courtney. More on Courtney another time. To-day a poem. Using only a small aspect of our shoe memories and inspiration from rock of love, of course.

Cute.

a poem for Courtney.

Audrey; OhMyGod! Glitter tights!

Courtney; Cute. There's pink leg warmers. Cute.

Audrey; It's like a giant tower of pink shoes!
Courtney; Yeah. Oh these ones are cute.

(Courtney is mentally packing her suitcase.
Guess? the pink one, dahh.)


Audrey; Oh they have orange ones. To match my singlet.
Courtney; Hot! Pink ones to. They are hot!
(Oh Yeah! I am wearing this pair first time on the bus!)

Audrey; You know, I like the double denim look.
Courtney; Sweet! OhHOT! Ssswweeettt.
(Brett is sooo going to pick me. These boots are Hot!)




Audrey, Lady of The Manor.

An Arty Kind of Thursday...

Inspire Me Thursday can be found here.

This is week two. I know how exciting. ahem.

Week one is here. I'm so loving the linky stuff.

Anyway, for a week now I have pondered moon = art + ??

Then this afternoon whilst walking The Hounds there it was.

And here it is....

Half Moon at Dusk

The first chill of autumn was felt today.

Audrey, Lady of The Manor.

Happy Faces and More Junk Food...

I Love Kids Parties...

I really do. Usually I look forward to just stuffing self with whatever food is on offer. From fancy bbq to party pies. Count me in. I also like the commercial mega stores type as well. I am a non-judgemental, equal opportunist when it comes to junk food. That is the main reason I go.

I cry on the inside as mother's pack the lolly bags away and say things like. "This will go into the lolly jar." You just know that they will congeal into a colourful sugary mess before being tossed out in some pantry spring clean. sigh.

Are those thoughts like stealing candy from baby? Anyway this one was held at a mega commercial plastic food co-operation. There was wait staff to attend and disperse food stuffs and lolly bags.

This was the good outfit from the commercial eating place.

There were two lolly bag guards for our party. There was a fairy. Fancy hey. And a Girl Sailor. And not like an Annie type girl sailor either. However the junk food flowed, I loved it. There was a play area and the kids loved it. It was a love fest, as birthdays should be.

Square Pants Sponge Bob is big this year.

Or whatever his name is...

The birthday boy loved it, as did I.

I didn't get a lolly bag. I'm okay with that.

Audrey, Lady of The Manor.

I Need a Bex and a Little Lay Down...

I Y Ted Mulry but hate Araneae..

From the age of six, at least, I have loved an Australian* Band The Ted Mulry Gang. One of my favorite's of TMG is the timeless classic - Jump In My Car. It tells the ole tail of boy picking up chick by offering her a ride in his car. After playing coy the chick accepts his offer and upon discovering how far he will have to drive to take her home he (politely) says "Get Outta My Car."

My exact words, when I could form words. See I first caught sight of this hitchhiker through my drivers window. My slightly open drivers window. I think the older guy crossing the road wondered if a disabled person hadn't stolen a car. I kinda freaked. Like an '80's Rap Dancer with a left brain aneurysm. aaghhh.

Get outta my car and off my window! Which it did. Then I lost sight of it. Humming Ted and The Gangs tune kept me capable enough to finish the short drive back from the shops. It's catchy. Then I had to make a plan of action and practise my deep breathing. Like at the same time. This has happened before. I can do this.

His legs are in the door jam.. I am almost in the passengers seat.

I mean I am the girl who has no issue with picking up a cockroach with my bare hands. Gee, doesn't that freak my friends out!! hahaha It's like my super power. However I kinda loose it and get jelly legs when I have to deal with hairy, scary spiders! Go Figure.

Just look at the massive thing! Just look at how dirty my car is.

No don't look at that.

So I quickly grabbed my groceries and made a dash for the front door. After taking photographs. It's not lost on me that I managed to get two quick snaps. Jelly legs and all. I'm improving on the spider issue. I didn't even go back to the car with spider spray, like I may or may not have done in the past. Deep Breath.

Audrey, Lady of The Manor.

*Ted himself hails from England but not unlike Russel Crowe we claim him as an Ozzie.

Crikey There's a Cane Beetle in my Park!

What's a Critter like you doing in the city?

I am a country girl. I grew up in a very small town with two main industries Fishing and Sugar Cane. A lot of my childhood was spend keeping little black beetles as pets. I would keep one in an empty margarine container with six pieces of grass and a leaf.

Oh that sounds like such a sad childhood, it's not like I only had little black beetles to play with. They were just safer than the Bee I had kept for a short while. Housed in a brick pen with wire on the top and a spoonful of honey.

But I digress.

The little black beetles, to me, have always been known as a Cane Beetle. This would be because of the Sugar Cane fields we lived by, I guess.

I was more than a little surprised last week when I spotted this critter in the city. He aspired memories of long ago summers.

And he's not even a Cane Beetle; he's a...

Black Beetle

Audrey, Lady of The Manor.

Sundays...