To Elf With Attitude.
Give me credit: I smelled the vegemite. Let’s start slow with this, eh?
Give me credit: I smelled the vegemite. Let’s start slow with this, eh?
I do believe that my little grey cat-from-hell has forgiven me for abandoning her for two whole weeks. She has deigned to again regard my lap as a kitty-bed, and is even now taking her mid-morning siesta in the comfort of my discomforted legs. No matter. I’m sure feeling will return to them sometime later…
Actually, I suppose the title should have been “Slow down, Speed Racer!” I had my cardiologist appointment today for my tachycardia (excessively fast heart rate). My sisters and The Socialist were unable to take me, so a friend from work did the honors. I may have stated in prior ramblings that I against minivans on…
I got the call for the new liver at 6:00 in the evening, just after I’d eaten. There *might* be a liver for me, how did I feel, had I been sick or running any temperature recently, was I interested? Uh, excuse me? Am I interested?????? The guy on the other end, whose name was…
It’s becoming more difficult to fit updates into my daily routine. There just aren’t enough hours in the standard day to get everything accomplished. Of note: someone from my company’s human resources department came out to my office last week. He wanted to know if I had any veterinary journals I could lend him that…
Francis Dunnery’s album is well worth looking into, although it’s only available through his web site and a few other places like xpn.org. I’ve heard this song quite a few times over the past weeks, but this morning it hit me hard. Wounding and Healing of Man by Francis Dunnery I don’t know if I’m…
[Current musical accompaniment: a very jazzed up “Jingle Bells”] *sigh* I can’t call him “O’Beast” anymore. He’s still the “Clueless Wonder”. And Cattitude goes back to Cattitude. The Kitten from Hell has grown out of her kittenhood. The Socialist lovingly calls her the Little Grey Shit, but I don’t think I’ll use that. Grey Menace…
cute ornament!
Alli
Dear Salamander,
Thank you for your kind comment in my diary. I really appreciate it. Murphy is not just a dog, he is very, very special to me. I am grateful that you and so many others here understand just how much a part of our lives our animal companions become.
I love your kangaroo. So in Australia they have joeys in stockings instead of pouches? That’s almost as interesting as having Easter Bilbies instead of bunnies. I also love wallabies and other marsupials, birds, non-marsupial mammals, reptiles, amphibians and insects.
Just not the deadly dozen. I like pythons but I will not handle any snake with poison.
Thanks again & Love,
E.L.
how cute!
…..but have you tried the vegemite??
*smiles*
da elf
Ya, know, vegemite isn’t too horrific if spread with peanut butter on toast. I just don’t suggest doing that before 11 a.m.
LMAO!!
You my friend are scared too?? Its not a smelling salt, its food!!
OK, this is what you do……
Toast some bread (lightly only)
Add some butter to toast
Then use a scrapping of the vegemite to cover the toast, open your mouth, eat and say "yum yum" as you rub your tummy. !!
Listen…this is basic food that babies start on whenever they start sucking toast.This is the core, the life blood of aussies !!
You cannot let me down on this!! LOL
Aussies will kill for a jar or tube of vegemite if overseas!!
Bon Appetite !!!
da elf
I think Vegemite is ok, but the Kid LOVES it! I think he’d eat it every day if I kept it on hand. I’ve got no idea why he loves it as much as he does.
~Cali
How does vegemite relate to marmite? I see Marmite in the gravy aisle in the grocery store.
Never been brave (or drunk?) enough to buy a whole jar just for a taste test, though.
BLECH to vegemite.
Re your comment, I wondered the same. I am assuming that being the paramedic I did not get all in infomation that the doctors passed. However, I’ve been around long enough now to wonder…