Art, Home, Life

Who Ya Gonna Call?

Some days it just all comes together.  And some days it just all turns to shit.  I had the first one today.  Yay for us.  I also bumped into a few (four) old and dear friends at the shops this afternoon.  That was really strange, but I was so happy to see them all.  It has been way too long.  I bet these people didn’t even know that I thought of them often.  How many people do you know that you think of often.  You should ring someone now, tell them you think of them.  Who is it going to be I wonder?


On the same sort of subject…I was in the kitchen the other day and had a really random thought…I must ring my Mum and tell her to invite her nephew to visit Mum and Dads farm?  Why? I don’t have a clue!  Must be for some strange reason.  So my Mum rang her nephew, as per instructed, and they had a great hour long chat.  I just found that really strange, but it was such a strong feeling, ah well, just go with it I suppose.


When I was growing up, I was always confused as to why our emergency number is “000”(in Australia only).  Imagine being in a great emergency and having to dial “000”.  It made no sense to my little brain.  Wouldn’t it be quicker as “111”?  Just sayin’.

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