Dear Chris, I wasn’t going to tell you, but I think I need to because I feel guilty. Don’t get mad. Here goes…… I bought a Swiffer Sweeper and I really love it. I’m sorry I don’t like that expensive wet vacuum we bought. š I really tried. But I saw the Swiffer at the…
The Navy Wife’s Guide to Confession, or Shameless Product Endorsement I Should Get Paid For…But Am Not
The Best Part of Perth!
The best part of Australia was SEEING MY HUSBAND for the first time in a month!! Yipee! Here’s Chris and a quokka on Rottsnest Island. It licked him. Quokkas are tiny wallabies that are sort of a cross between a gerbil and a cat. A common trend in Australian fauna is that they all seem…
Sydney For Free
Sketching St. Mary’s Cathedral in watercolors was a nice way to start the day. I can’t draw worth a hoot, but that’s why the smudgy, ethereal dreaminess of watercolor pencils is so appealing. Then it was off to the Royal Botanic Gardens for some exploring. The gardens abut the library, so let it be known…
Iconic Australia—Day Two
First thing in the morning we had a coffee and tour at the Opera House. The guide said funny Australianisms like, “chaps,” “g’day,” etc. Excellent. I guess I could tell you all the history of it, but who cares. I did think it was cool that the design mimics sailboats on the harbor. That seems…
Getting The Scoop
I hardly expected any responses to my facebook status that read, “Mari Saugier Krueger is wondering whether it would be lame to name her scooter. She already hugged it. Any suggestions…??” But I got some! Suggestions included, but were not limited to: Red Fury, Red Lightening, Zipper, Ruby, Roxy, The Earhart, Cookie Alexandra and Piglet…
Australian Wildlife—East Coast
This is a sampling of fauna I saw in and around Sydney just hanging out, not in a preserve or zoo or anything. Surprise—it’s all different! I saw parrots along the cliffs and near Mrs. Mcquarie’s chair. And here’s a nice cormorant drying its wings after a dip. Looks vaguely Little Mermaid-esqe, doesn’t it? Hannie,…
Iconic Australia—Day One
“Indigenous Australian” is preferable to “Aboriginal,” said my guidebook, which was generally worthless. Everything was labeled “Aboriginal” and I didn’t see anyone looking offended, except maybe the Aboriginal/Indigenous girl who stabbed a sailor in the face with scissors for no reason late one night at a train station in Perth, but whatever. Note: “Let’s Go—Australia”…