Well we should definitely have puppies in 9 or so weeks. We put Ginnie and Ash together again today and it was successful (I don’t really like to watch or know much about the official mating process – to me it feels a bit rude as opposed to an act of nature – or if you’re a male, a wonderful source of entertainment at watching a 6 legged dog with 2 heads hop around). But I’m making note of this cause a dog’s gestational period is 9 weeks so this means Ginnie should have pups at the start of June. I wonder how many she’ll have this time – she had 2 in her last litter, but that was her first, so I’m expecting more this time. Everyone keeps asking what we’ll do with the puppies, but I’m not too worried – we’ll give them away and perhaps keep one so I can test my training skills. See what happens when we get there.
I seem to have taken up a few new hobbies – they sound very boring and grandma-ish but I like tackling something new, even if I get a bit angry and frustrated sometimes because I’m such a beginner. But practise makes perfect, so that’s what I’m trying to do. First one is golf – my start in golf was at the Flaherty’s Sandbar Classic, which was a fun beach golf day. And I came runner up in the ladies, which won me a prize – definite incentive to play again. Last Saturday was the golf club’s opening day and ladies were invited to play. It was an ambrose comp, which means everyone in your group (we played in groups of 3) tee off, then you go to the best hit and try again. So in my group were myself, James, and a guy called Rob (James and I had to go in the same group because I don’t actually have any golf sticks – I borrow his). So, Rob would tee off, then James, then me, and lets say Rob had the best hit, James and I would pick up our balls and go to where Rob’s was, and we’d all hit from there. Good game if you suck at golf. But, I managed to come second in the ladies’ nearest to pin shot (I was winning but then some evil woman beat me – what an outrage!). So again, I sort of won. But my problem is that I’m very prone to getting aireys which makes me angry and embarrassed and then I get even worse. And then James tries to help me by giving me friendly pointers, and I do what any sane, rational woman would – I turn my anger to him. But today we went out for a hit (just played the 6 holes near our place) and I did alright. I took his constructive criticism and pointers well and applied them (well, I tried) and I actually was impressed myself. Which then made me cocky enough to whack my ball into the nearest tree (usually a metre or so away).
My other new hobby might be patchwork quilting – Sheryn is very very very good at it and has done it for years. She and I made a quilt together in the past (I’m laying on it right now actually) and I bought a little kit from the craft shop, which she’ll help me with. Its a wall hanging (not big enough to be a quilt) and its got some cute sheep on it. Will put a photo up when its finished – but that might not be for months! But she was away this weekend, but told me to practise my blanket stitch for when I appliqué the sheep on – so I traced the sheep template and used some scrap material to cut out and blanket stitched away. I started last night and finished today. You can tell where I started and see how I got better as I went along! The fabric bubbled a bit though (I mustn’t have pinned it properly) but it was only for practise, so it doesn’t matter.
Daylight savings has started or finished. I’m never quite sure when it starts or finishes. Our clocks have been turned backwards. Its 6:12pm at the moment and getting dark outside. Time to go cook dinner and then sit down and watch 60 Minutes and Grey’s Anatomy. 60 Minutes shows the inner grandma, but Grey’s proves I’m still young!!!
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