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Showing posts with label visitors. Show all posts
Wednesday, 25 July 2012
Hello Sailor, It's The Master Chef Challenge
We've just spent a lovely couple of days with Whitesnake's brother and sister-in-law. Didn't do much, the rain was pouring down most of the time so we had a relaxing time watching old family movies and footie, reading, talking, laughing, drinking and eating. I loved the family movies, seeing Whitesnake's Mum and Dad (I didn't know Whitesnake when they were alive), his huge family as kids and him in his Navy outfit when he was just a wee lad was a real treat.
Now, to these monstrosities...
Last time, K and I stayed with us, it was a big joke that Whitesnake and I spent so much of our spare time watching cooking programmes. K and I saw these swedes and immediately thought of us, they purchased them for $1 each and brought them all the way from Invercargill to us. We laughed so much. K said our Master Chef challenge was to make something delicious with these ingredients. Whitesnake did include some swede in a curry he made but I am thinking along the lines of a candle holder, LOL. Any ideas?
I can't believe these are the only pics we took, I'm usually the picture taking queen. Oh well, I'll have to take heaps next time we see them.
Hope you are all well,
Love KB
xxx
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Saturday, 21 July 2012
Visiting Time
I'm looking forward to spending a few days with Whitesnake's brother and sister-in-law. Just a little more cleaning to do and if I have time, I'll wash Coco...she'll hate that. Fitting in a trip to my parents today too as it's my Dad's birthday tomorrow. Busy, busy, busy. I'll be back in a few days with some pics.
Be good.
Love KB
xxx
Monday, 6 October 2008
UNEXPECTED VISITORS
I've been a bit slack on the blogging front but I've had a good reason, honest!
One night last week, at around eleven in the evening while I was in the shower (don't get too excited...it's not a naughty story), my little dog began barking furiously. Hubby was away but I wasn't too concerned as she often barks at cats in this way. I continued showering, next minute there was a pounding at my bathroom door and a man's voice said, "It's OK Karen, it's only me." After I had recovered from my fright, I dressed and discovered it was my friend Laurie.
He had called earlier and left a message on the answering machine, asking if he could come and stay with us. Unfortunately, when I had played back the message, I had no idea what he was mumbling about and decided I would call him the next day. So, he came over at ELEVEN o'clock, knocked on the door and when nobody answered, BROKE into my house,hmmmmmmmmm. I don't know what I was more upset about, the fact that he let himself into my house or the fact that somebody else could have broken in so easily.
Anyway, we had a few drinks and I said it was OK for him to stay a while. Didn't have much choice really. The next day he fixed my door, cooked dinner and watched a couple of episodes of Dr Who with me so I guess I can forgive him. He finally toddled off to his own place later on in the week.
In other news, I've recently discovered one of my favourite bloggers is visiting my home town. Woohoo! Steve (Whitesnake) tells me he's coming over for a quiet time but hubby and I have other ideas. Me thinks a few beers and wines may have to be sunk. Be afraid Mr Snake, BE VERY AFRAID! I'm really looking forward to catching up with him and finding out if he's as mad as I think he is. I'll see if I can take some pics to share with you.
Later gators.
x
P.S. If there are any questions you would like me to ask him or if there's anything you want me to find out about him... let me know and I'll do my best *giggles*
One night last week, at around eleven in the evening while I was in the shower (don't get too excited...it's not a naughty story), my little dog began barking furiously. Hubby was away but I wasn't too concerned as she often barks at cats in this way. I continued showering, next minute there was a pounding at my bathroom door and a man's voice said, "It's OK Karen, it's only me." After I had recovered from my fright, I dressed and discovered it was my friend Laurie.
He had called earlier and left a message on the answering machine, asking if he could come and stay with us. Unfortunately, when I had played back the message, I had no idea what he was mumbling about and decided I would call him the next day. So, he came over at ELEVEN o'clock, knocked on the door and when nobody answered, BROKE into my house,hmmmmmmmmm. I don't know what I was more upset about, the fact that he let himself into my house or the fact that somebody else could have broken in so easily.
Anyway, we had a few drinks and I said it was OK for him to stay a while. Didn't have much choice really. The next day he fixed my door, cooked dinner and watched a couple of episodes of Dr Who with me so I guess I can forgive him. He finally toddled off to his own place later on in the week.
In other news, I've recently discovered one of my favourite bloggers is visiting my home town. Woohoo! Steve (Whitesnake) tells me he's coming over for a quiet time but hubby and I have other ideas. Me thinks a few beers and wines may have to be sunk. Be afraid Mr Snake, BE VERY AFRAID! I'm really looking forward to catching up with him and finding out if he's as mad as I think he is. I'll see if I can take some pics to share with you.
Later gators.
x
P.S. If there are any questions you would like me to ask him or if there's anything you want me to find out about him... let me know and I'll do my best *giggles*
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