I’m tired from a poor night’s sleep and from finishing my dress. Enjoy these photos of a cabinet I dresses up with wallpaper and new handles
Corner cabinet
Category: Personal
Tasmanian devils
On our honeymoon, my husband and I visited Tasmania which of course meant we needed to see some Tasmanian devils.
We visited a sanctuary and went on a tour in the rain. The screams were shocking and what was most unsettling was that they came from under the floors in the visitor centre. In order to give the devils a place to hide, their enclosure was extended to underneath the building.
We even got to watch their feeding time. Huge pieces of meat, so large you could recognise what it was from, pinned to the ground with stakes. This was to stop the devils dragging off the food and playing keep away with it.
During the feeding, over the sounds of eating, the keeper told us a lot of interesting facts, but only one that my husband had a follow up question to.
Apparently if you examine the whiskers of a Tasmanian devil, you can see the DNA of whatever it has eaten, within recent history. The largest animal found in that data was, as a child guessed correctly, a whale. Of course, my husband had his own question.
“Have they ever found human DNA?”
The answer was yes, followed by a very swift change of topic.
New Project
I’m recovering from a round of food poisoning, and making plans for the month. I found the perfect material and started sketching ideas for a new dress
I’ll update as I go, but the priority will be writing more.
Updates and Promises
Starting tomorrow I’ll take up daily writing for October.
It’s been busy since my last post. I’ve had two weddings (same spouse, different hemispheres). I’ve moved into our first home. I’ve experienced unquantifiable loss from the death of a loved one.
I intend to write again. I can’t promise quality, but I can promise consistency.
See you tomorrow
Cat
I’m out playing boardgames after midnight like a cool person.
Enjoy Jinny
A Further Excuse
I’m preparing my taxes. That’s enough horror for one night.
Wedding
I was supposed to get married today. For the third time.
I just need one day’s break.
Cats Cake
It’s been a while.
I have been settling back in Australia, reuniting with loved ones and trying to get back to working and living. It has been a huge adjustment, but it’s time to pick up the writing/baking/sketching mantle once again.
With no further ado: remember the Cats movie? It was the last movie I saw before the UK went into lockdown. It was a surreal experience and a great way to make sure I didn’t miss the movies at all. Or cats.
But then my horrible cake group got 10,000 likes around the time a dear friend wanted to watch Cats for her birthday. The choices for the cake rolled in:
- Fur.
- Teeth.
- Meat.
So it was time to killed two birds with a badly-scaled stone.
Step one: Carve Batman’s screaming face. Make sure this layer does not contain blueberries, because the eyes will bleed.
Step three: Flesh.
Step four: Let them emerge.
Step five: Let them see. Let them breathe. Do not listen to what they may whisper.
What a horrible night to have a cake.
Quarantine
We had our final PCR tests today. If everyone comes back clear, we should be out of the hotel on Tuesday.
The only horror concept I can think of tonight is finding out someone is sick and that we need to spend more time in quarantine. I wrote a poem but I deleted it almost immediately.
I am lucky to be home, lucky to have gotten a flight and to have made it to Sydney before the caps were cut. My fiance and I are healthy and ready to see out loved ones for the first time in months, even years for some.
I’ll update something more fun tomorrow.
Quarantine
I’m now just over halfway through my hotel quarantine in Sydney. I have a headache and honestly I don’t have an idea to write tonight.
Tomorrow, however, I am going to get out the drawing tablet and draw a series of “helping hands”. I would be happy to hear any suggestions on what a friendly house with hands might get up to!
Sketched Text 