Here in Australia we have a horse race that turns everyone into Percy Punter, and gives them an excuse to dress to the nines just to get totally smashed and end up shoe less and useless by the end of the day. I went searching for hot tips online to invest my hard earned dollars on and found this.
This is just too good not to share, BRILLIANT!
GOOD LUCK!
It seems the perfect time of the year to throw this one back. Tomorrow IS Halloween.
Being a country West Australian, it was never anything we celebrated in the 70’s, 80’or 90’s. I guess us kids roamed the streets making menaces of ourselves 365 days a year scabbing food off people and getting up to no good? My sceptical self is guessing it’s all a marketing scam now as to why suddenly in the past 5 years we seem to be celebrating this. The big supermarkets have pages of so called specials in their current catalogues enticing us to celebrate. I did see Halloween Lindt balls, seriously, who the hell is going to buy some kids you don’t know or like lindt balls? I don’t even want to buy the cheap nasty crap and give it away to trick or treaters, I’d be more the type to lecture them on their daily sugar intake and stats on childhood obesity. Listen to myself, what a bitch, is there a Halloween equivalent to the Grinch?
However, I never turn down an excuse to play dress ups, one of my favourite pastimes. Last Halloween I was invited to a friend’s party, I went ” Día de Muertos” style and I believe it was before the cool kids jumped on board! I had never tried it before and kinda wished I had a practice run before the date as I wasn’t completely happy with it, but was fun all the same. I learnt not all theatre makeup is created equal, you get what you pay for and give yourself twice as long as you had planned to get ready. I am a little reluctant to show the results due to my high expectations on my makeup, but as this blog is all about improving oneself and life experiences, I’ll let you see.
We are missing out on it this year however as we are seeing a bunch of aging British rockers, I guess a few of them look kinda scary? Let’s hope we don’t return to a house covered in dunny paper!
I am curious though, have you ever celebrated in Australia and if so how do you?
So, what to do when I don’t know what to do with myself? Start a blog in an already saturated world. I plan to take this on as a 12 month project in my period of forced unemployment. I have never required validation or justification of who I am before, so I’m not here for that, just curious to see what can happen. So if you’re up for it, add me to your favourites, bookmarks, RSS or LIKE me and let’s see what my future holds, I have a feeling it’s going to be good!
Here I am, a 41 one year old recently made redundant, married country West Australian female, no, stay with me, please don’t go in boredom just yet. There isn’t anything extraordinary about myself to tell you in my introduction. I don’t follow anyone in particular. I don’t believe in too much. I know I should like things I don’t. I don’t get veganism. I like rhinestones. I am a non-breeder by choice. I have difficulty accepting obesity. I am opinionated to the detriment of my friendships. I just do stuff. I don’t watch the news. I dislike bullying and pranks. I like leopard print, anything. I don’t know much and don’t claim to. I nearly failed high school English, yes, English is my first and only language. I like music, specifically music videos. I love my family. I am all for cosmetic enhancements. I dislike reptiles (they are slimy evil bastards) and birds (they can peck your eyeballs out). I love my dog, I dislike cats. I find it difficult to make new friends. I might have dabbled in reality TV. I love dancing around the house. I prefer to drink champagne. I believe cousins and siblings are the best friends. I am politically incorrect. I dislike clowns. I wear crocs. I like bacon, a little too much. I have a soft spot for one hit wonders. I don’t get sucked into marketing. I have a pretty amazing husband. I like cruising around in my 1962 R Series Valiant. I say fuck a lot. I have a box of treasures. I believe false eye lashes can improve any look. I use far too many punctuation marks on social media comments and texts. I love my small group of friends. I love a good Drag Queen. I like a good hammock. I don’t read books. I prefer Asian food. I have little sympathy for people who continue to make the same stupid decisions and not learn from them. I enjoy a hearty cooked breakfast nearly every day. I dislike inconsiderate drivers. I’m an android girl. I sometimes enjoy the dressing up more than the event. I am unfit but desperate to change it. I love living by the ocean, but not too keen to be on it. I have never quite fit in and never wanted to.
If you are not offended at this stage and haven’t closed your browser, hang with me for a while, I believe I am a good person and can sometimes be slightly entertaining, you never know what I may share with you? Did you notice I made 52 points of interest, on a 12 month project, interesting 
There is one thing that I do believe in actually and that is;
EVERY SINGLE DAY YOU MAKE A CHOICE
Let’s make some good ones together!