Green and Black
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izmeinaIzzie has had yet another delightful day. Strange - normally - when we get up at 5.30am in order to get to the 'Grannie group" 7.15 am start, by 3pm the Izzie gets a bit tired and cranky. But today the only bit of crankiness was farting around with our dinosaur washing machine which is on its last legs. Not sure if we should get a new front loader or one of those evil green hand turned thingies since the Izzie lives by herself and does not need a family sized machine.
Decided to be a bit decadent and indulge in an activity that we normally avoid like the plague. But it's just past pay day and the serpent needs a new skirt for work so no point in delaying the inevitable. The Izzie so so hates shopping for clothes. Memories of the ritual humiliation of our flobberworm days where nothing would ever fit since Izzie is ever so fat. And nothing has changed since then.
The Iz usually frequents op shops since you can get lots of good stuff cheap - our bestest green tops and hats have been found there and it leaves our loot for more important things such as bottlies and access to Cyberia. (would have mentioned books but we get most of those second hand or borrow them from libraries)
While tops are ten a penny even for fat folks like Izzie - skirts and trouserses are a different matter. So the pot bellied python has no choice but to potter off to Target and peek at the Fatties selection. Just so happens that they are having a clearance sale. Oh happy day. So we were totally decadent and as well as things for work, bought a nice green layered skirt.
Is quite astonishing just how many olive and khaki trousers and skirts are about these days. While in our Durmieland days, the Iz used to dress in black and could almost pass as a Muslim but without the hijab, in Oz black is just so so out of place and so we go for various shades of green, brown and beige.
The Izzie suspicions that we were having a good day were confirmed when feeling slightly snoozie, almost went into a trance state after lunch while listening to the radio. The presence of the fuzzy floating feeling is always a good sign - guess we could describe it as a shield of sorts which prevents Dementors, smokers, squawkers and other assorted nasties upsetting the Izzie. When it is not there - is like walking around without a skin - every itsie bitsie silly thing annoys the crap out of us and pushes the bitch buttons. Was so so like that last Friday and Saturday - just out of the blue for seemingly no reason at all.
The other big job of the day is buying bits and pieces for the Izzie sister birthday present. Will post it tomorrow. Will no way arrive by Wednesday but is nothing can be done about it. Just one of the joys of being a house elf living from paycheque to paycheque. Well - not totally true. We always have access to redrawing funds for capital expenditures such as fences or a new washing machine (or decadent adventures in Middle Earth which was most naughty indeed)
Makes more sense to pay extra on the house and get an effective interest rate of 6.75% after tax even if it means a bit of a squeeze on decadent luxuries and then redraw when we need funds rather than putting a bit aside in some silly savings account paying 0.5% interest and losing one third of that pittance in tax
As well as the gorgeous scented soaps - some of them looking convincingly like Belgian pralines and some packets of munchies, the Izzie is sending along some of those cute kitsch Aussie road signs souvenirs. Rather liked the Aussie Dunnie and the "baby on board" featuring a very cute kangaroo with her joey. And of course - how could we not toss in the "Dingoes 35km " road sign. Oh Izzie is so so sick.
Lindy Chamberlain was on the radio the other week talking about her baby's black dress and how that along with her refusal to be a weeping wailing drama queen like Schapelle Corby and the refusal of mainstream Australia to accept that dingoes do exist and see human babies as just another tasty snack and not the pinnacle of creation like most humans view them - all this convinced people that she killed her baby.
The description of the dress with all the red frills and stuff made Iz imagine a human red back spider. We thought it was a totally cool idea to dress a baby in black. Better than fluffy pink. Told the ma about it and she says - don't you dare. She had visions of us getting one and sending it to our ickle nieciepoo.
And this is a bit rich from the woman who bought herself some boxing gloves and a punching bag for Christmas. She has the punching bag dressed in one of Izzie's old blue skirts from work and a blouse too (which she snatches and hides when there are visitors) Izzie giggled herself silly and suggests - that a hat would be nice and we need some green shopping bags too. Yessss. She is a most Dursleyish creature indeed - but mainly by marriage. In secret, the inner serpent is probably trying to sneak out.
Yessss. Izzie has given her children the greatest gift of all - not to be their mother. (You can tell that Izzie just loves the little beasties
Decided to be a bit decadent and indulge in an activity that we normally avoid like the plague. But it's just past pay day and the serpent needs a new skirt for work so no point in delaying the inevitable. The Izzie so so hates shopping for clothes. Memories of the ritual humiliation of our flobberworm days where nothing would ever fit since Izzie is ever so fat. And nothing has changed since then.
The Iz usually frequents op shops since you can get lots of good stuff cheap - our bestest green tops and hats have been found there and it leaves our loot for more important things such as bottlies and access to Cyberia. (would have mentioned books but we get most of those second hand or borrow them from libraries)
While tops are ten a penny even for fat folks like Izzie - skirts and trouserses are a different matter. So the pot bellied python has no choice but to potter off to Target and peek at the Fatties selection. Just so happens that they are having a clearance sale. Oh happy day. So we were totally decadent and as well as things for work, bought a nice green layered skirt.
Is quite astonishing just how many olive and khaki trousers and skirts are about these days. While in our Durmieland days, the Iz used to dress in black and could almost pass as a Muslim but without the hijab, in Oz black is just so so out of place and so we go for various shades of green, brown and beige.
The Izzie suspicions that we were having a good day were confirmed when feeling slightly snoozie, almost went into a trance state after lunch while listening to the radio. The presence of the fuzzy floating feeling is always a good sign - guess we could describe it as a shield of sorts which prevents Dementors, smokers, squawkers and other assorted nasties upsetting the Izzie. When it is not there - is like walking around without a skin - every itsie bitsie silly thing annoys the crap out of us and pushes the bitch buttons. Was so so like that last Friday and Saturday - just out of the blue for seemingly no reason at all.
The other big job of the day is buying bits and pieces for the Izzie sister birthday present. Will post it tomorrow. Will no way arrive by Wednesday but is nothing can be done about it. Just one of the joys of being a house elf living from paycheque to paycheque. Well - not totally true. We always have access to redrawing funds for capital expenditures such as fences or a new washing machine (or decadent adventures in Middle Earth which was most naughty indeed)
Makes more sense to pay extra on the house and get an effective interest rate of 6.75% after tax even if it means a bit of a squeeze on decadent luxuries and then redraw when we need funds rather than putting a bit aside in some silly savings account paying 0.5% interest and losing one third of that pittance in tax
As well as the gorgeous scented soaps - some of them looking convincingly like Belgian pralines and some packets of munchies, the Izzie is sending along some of those cute kitsch Aussie road signs souvenirs. Rather liked the Aussie Dunnie and the "baby on board" featuring a very cute kangaroo with her joey. And of course - how could we not toss in the "Dingoes 35km " road sign. Oh Izzie is so so sick.
Lindy Chamberlain was on the radio the other week talking about her baby's black dress and how that along with her refusal to be a weeping wailing drama queen like Schapelle Corby and the refusal of mainstream Australia to accept that dingoes do exist and see human babies as just another tasty snack and not the pinnacle of creation like most humans view them - all this convinced people that she killed her baby.
The description of the dress with all the red frills and stuff made Iz imagine a human red back spider. We thought it was a totally cool idea to dress a baby in black. Better than fluffy pink. Told the ma about it and she says - don't you dare. She had visions of us getting one and sending it to our ickle nieciepoo.
And this is a bit rich from the woman who bought herself some boxing gloves and a punching bag for Christmas. She has the punching bag dressed in one of Izzie's old blue skirts from work and a blouse too (which she snatches and hides when there are visitors) Izzie giggled herself silly and suggests - that a hat would be nice and we need some green shopping bags too. Yessss. She is a most Dursleyish creature indeed - but mainly by marriage. In secret, the inner serpent is probably trying to sneak out.
Yessss. Izzie has given her children the greatest gift of all - not to be their mother. (You can tell that Izzie just loves the little beasties
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Date: 2006-01-20 07:15 pm (UTC)Dressing a baby in black is fab style - especially if the toddler is already blessed with a tiny black moustache *eg* I don´t know if it´s true that kids go for candy and pastel colours or just maternal unit wishful projecting; here many school uniforms have been chosen by the kids themselves and there´s a lot of deep black velvet with some red or dark blue for contrast (?)
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Date: 2006-01-21 04:46 am (UTC)Of course it is different in the main stream shops where like everywhere else around the world, you pay more for less fabric (underwear being the classsic example) So clothes for fatties are fairly reasonably priced but there is not much variety.