"Whittaker Walt, always I am saying good-bye to you, and always I am seeing you again..." The Russians Are Coming, The Russians Are Coming"



Go to sleep. You know you'll hate EVERYBODY in the morning if you stay up much longer! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />

t&l

I'm going, I'm going.



"It's tray-TORE!"

"Eemare-gency! Evrrrybohdee to get frrrrom strrrrreeeet!!!"

"Allyeesohn Pahl-mare."

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What can I say? It was a favorite family movie for all of us. I'll be she knows more dialogue, too, if further proof is necessary. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

t&l

Believer, I know you must know all the secrets...

At this moment I'm trying to not run away from all the "problems": WH, job etc. I'm practising NOT avoiding conflicts and at the same time PATIENCE and trust in the Lord.

At some point He'll show me a path, and I'm ready, for whatever He asks me for, even dishwashing in Oklahoma!

My dds are not yet ready for me to just take off and "do my thing". But in a couple of years they may be.

I assure you I am ready. I've done it before, drop everything and choose a new path, so it wouldn't be a first for me.

T&L, Australia is nearer than you think! At least to New Zealand! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

Lots of great places to go to in the world, I've liked most of the places I've visited. They all have something to offer. I'd choose somewhere where I'd blend in...

Next month I have a one week work in Guatemala, and then in august I'll be in USA for my niece's wedding. Who knows....

yes -- well the sink -- I was trying NOT to think of AW's sink ever ever again <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />

I'm picturing a gentle wind blowing over a quiet relaxing lake rustling the weeping willows and I see NOTHING else <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

tl I know what it SOUNDS like to me however THAT is supposed to be impossible - isn't it??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />

sitting down fanning quickly with the womens day mag -- where's Aussie's irish <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> bags not telling

But you mentioned swollen ankles. Does that usually happen, too, when.......?

Is AW so very tidy, then? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />




That's why God mercifully allows mothers to get slightly deaf in middle age. Isn't your muffler muffling yet? You have my sympathy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />

t&l

But I'm not IN New Zealand, so what good does that do me? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> It's not like New Zealand is a stone's throw away from where I am, not even with NCW's flingy thingy--that treebucket gizmo--to toss my boulder. Or pebble.



I suppose that's going to be in Florida? How about a side trip to California and we can show you how we South Canadians can party? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Baja Canada is what we call it around here. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

t&l

Well I won't get too worried right now - it can also just be some 'wonderful' gift from her work place in the form of a flu virus or the like. The odds are more this I keep telling myself - AW at least hasn't even THOUGHT it could be anything else and I'm not telling - probably for the best.

Swelling with diabetes isn't too strange for that other thing we wont mention <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />

I thought the clips were supposed to be fool proof <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />

oh well its no use worrying about split milk if thats the case. The Lord will provide - the doctor can prescibe granma's calmatives!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

The two love birds are out still at a friends house tonight - AW should be in her bed fast asleep but 'MOTHER' is a nag apparently <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />

I hope neak at least pays attention to mama and is looking after herself?? YES? or do I need to nag? I mean 'explain' in calm and concise and caring words why you should do as you're told - oops I mean 'advised' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

I can just hear the two youngters now " I'm NEVER going to be like my mum" Sure whatever you say -I think I said something much the same - once <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />

Oh I just HAVE to tell you. Tonight AW's dd my lovely talented Bess was working with a few friends on a new song she wants to sing and she was working on the lyrics and chords with them at home . Its a guitar and violin and my oh my its lovely - I asked her could I have it to share and she finally allowed me to!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Artists ARE so TEMPERAMENTAL!! heh heh heh <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />

This song is definitely about her mum & dad - my part sad children - and I think a bit of my grumpy and her own Travelling Soldier (he's due back in Perth on Sunday by the way and shes as restless as a cat on a hot tin roof <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> )

so here it is for the first time ------- tl I will permit a few little sniffles but no bawling ok -- thats my job <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />

A city girl is happy with her friends and family life
Appreciates a wine with him at night
She tries to find the sparkle, she searches but it's gone
With lots of love she hopes he'll be alright

No a soldier can't survive on city lights
Opera rock and roll and height of heights
His moon shines on the silver brigalow
Shimmers down the inland river flow
Out there where the yellow belly bites

Her man has gone all quiet he's not at ease
He doesn't feel at home he's hard to please
He gets itchy feet he's tired of noises in the street
He needs to walk for hours through the trees

No a soldier can't survive on city lights
Opera rock and roll and height of heights
His moon shines on the silver brigalow
Shimmers down the inland river flow
Out there where the yellow belly bites

He's working with his hands today on a mates building site
He can smell the Cypress on the floor
It takes him to a sandy ridge out amongst the pines
Where there’s screamin' and fighting' and the war

No a soldier can't survive on city lights
Opera rock and roll and height of heights
His moon shines on the silver brigalow
Shimmers down the inland river flow
Out there where the yellow belly bites

His kelpie dog is tired and fast asleep
Sick of searchin' gardens for the sheep
His master doesn't whistle tunes he's not in the mood
His love for open spaces runs too deep

No a soldier can't survive on city lights
Opera rock and roll and height of heights
His moon shines on the silver brigalow
Shimmers down the inland river flow
Out there where the yellow belly bites

He tries to please his woman the lady of his life
He's standing at a party with a plate
She finds him on the balcony staring at the moon
An old familiar face to which he can relate

No a soldier can't survive on city lights
Opera rock and roll and height of heights
His moon shines on the silver brigalow
Shimmers down the inland river flow
Out there where the yellow belly bites

His moon shines on the silver brigalow
Shimmers down the inland river flow
Out there where the yellow belly bites
Her man is so far from her tonight

No a soldier can't survive on city lights
Opera rock and roll and height of heights
His moon shines on the silver brigalow
Shimmers down the inland river flow
Out there where the yellow belly bites

I've got the chords neak if you want them - she hasn't finished with it yet and is still playing around with the song. But no matter its nice anyway.

CC if all you can do is visit the East Coast of Oz then make sure you do so one of these days just for a holiday. Its very nice as well and not as dry and hot as the West ---- and you could drop in on Kiwi land as well and say hi to Jen <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />

Does this make any sense or do I have to twist an arm to get the music sheets?? She'll be so dotty next week I'll be able to talk her into anything - but remember not completed
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

F Bb C7 F


F Bb C7 F
A city girl is happy with her friends and family life

F C7 F
Appreciates a wine with him at night

F Bb C7 F
She tries to find the sparkle, she searches but it's gone

F C7 F
With lots of love she hopes he'll be alright

CHORUS

F Bb
No a Soldier can't survive on city lights

C7 F
Opera rock and roll and height of heights

F
His moon shines on the silver brigalow

Bb
Shimmers down the inland river flow

C7 F
Out there where the yellow belly bites


F Bb
Her man has gone all quiet he's not at ease

C7 F
He doesn't feel at home he's hard to please

F Bb
He gets itchy feet he's tired of noises in the street

C7 F
He needs to walk for hours through the trees

CHORUS

AWMum, that's such a pretty (but sad) song.

The chords help me to at least imagine a melody, even if it's not the one she picked.

I FOUND IT!!!!!

I found the nasty mouse that has been smelling up my bedroom for the last 3 days. It was swollen beyone recognition, which is why I slmost didn't realize I'd found it when I found it.

Now my room smells much better.

I'm in the southern hemisphere, that's why I feel closer to Australia which in turn is near NZ, see?

But I'm far from everyone...

T&L which is your nearest airport?

HONESTLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> And you try to claim that the things I say about you make you feel <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> . You don't catch ME talking online about MY mouse infestation, do you? (I don't have one <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />) (That I'm aware of <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />)

Even though I'm off with a headache and a sore throat tonight, there's nothing wrong with my nose, so if I'm coming over to your house to watch The Russians Are Coming, The Russians Are Coming, it had better not smell like mouse corpse at all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

t&l

Tubals are supposed to be 99% effective if the tubes are cut, tied, and burned. Clips are not as popular here because they can slip off, as the daughter of one of our NICU nurses knows only too well. Think of it this way--maybe she's making 99 other women safe!<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> No, I take it back. DON'T think of it this way. It's the flu, with swollen ankles. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />

Tell AW we hope she feels better soon. And quit worrying. You're infringeing on my patent! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

t&l

Sacramento, but the San Francisco, Oakland, and San Jose are all within easy driving distance. For that matter, since you'd be travelling all the way from ***********, southern California (Bajabaja Canada) is only 6-7 hours of driving away from where we live, and I'll bet we could get down there for a day or so.I'm sure there are other MB'ers down there, too, who would probably love to help show you one our riotous Canadian parties, so famous throughout the world. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

Believer cooks la lengua, if it appeals to you on a plate. I just flap mine. Believer, I've got a question for you. Does it still look like a tongue when it's served? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Or is it disguised in some way? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Enquiring vegetarian minds want to know... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />

t&L

Dead mice. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />

Cooked tongue. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />

Swollen ankles. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />

Slipped clips. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />

YUCK!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />

That is enough to make me run away screaming...................................................

(Where is the THROW UP icon?)

Sorry, it's in the bathroom right now, kneeling before the porcelain shrine, and worshipping Lord Emesis. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

t&l

And when it's done, it's going to turn back into a pumpkin, Cinderella. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Neak's already got the mice, though, so we don't need to worry about them! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

t&l

Honestly! There is no shame in having a few mice in the country.

It was an infestation before. Now it's just barely an inf.

Clancy (our dog) killed it and left it in a dark corner right next to one of AJ's boots. I am glad he is part terrier, but if he were a girl dog I might be able to get him to clean up after himself.

Just a little nursing question, why are tubals only 99% effective after severing and barbequeing? 1% is a huge error rate for something so extreme, and I don't understand how it can happen. "Oops, you are one of 1% of women who actually have THREE ovaries and Fallopian tubes, so that's why the procedure was not entirely effective."

<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />