"Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch’intrate." - Dante Alighieri (Divine Comedy)

Kit has abandoned all hope of having a house that stays clean.

This afternoon has been spent within a cloud of bubbles with furious scrubbing, polishing and washing.

Where does house mess come from?

Kit can understand when the kitchen gets a bit grubby, since that's where all the delicious food stuffs are created, and creation is a necessarily messy business. And she's willing to admit that the little bits of wool and cotton all over the lounge and study are her bad. That's just the result of crocheting. Those kinds of messes make sense. They're logical messes. 

But what Kit doesn't get is why her stairs are so filthy. It's like they attract dust and dirt. Surely the stairs don't get used often enough to warrant the piles of dust in the corners? The amount of filth to use just doesn't compute. 

Stupid stairs.

But they're clean for now, so Kit is willing to tackle that mystery another day. 

In other news, stuff!

Stuff has been done this weekend. Not a whole lot of stuff. Just a little bit of stuff. For example, Kit spent most of Saturday at the Salamanca Markets with one Mr J.

Any day at Salamanca is a good day. But it's super extra good if you have excellent company with you. Excellent company who is so hilariously hung over they require coffee and fudge for survival is even better, especially when they buy extra shares for you!


Kit and Face have also been visiting zoos and cooing over all the animals. It's one of their (meaning Kit's - Face is just dragged along) favourite things to do. So today saw them visiting Bonorong Wildlife Sanctuary. Which has got to be home to some of the chillest kangaroos ever. People swarming all over them? Not phased. Kids pulling their ears? Whatever. They wouldn't even move to get food. You have to take the foods to them if you want the feeding a 'roo experience. 

     Face was inspired by their attitude. He's planning to implement a system at home where he just lies around all day and Kit constantly brings him delicious stuff. 

What a completely, totally and utterly flawless plan. Besides all the Kit-related factors that mean it won't work, it's genius.  

Time for animal photos! Hurrah!

This guy here was pretty special. This is Fidget, an albino brushtail. He was uber friendly. Kit thinks more brushtails should be albino. It makes them look more snuggle-able. 

Fidget was all about getting his photo taken.

Rainbow lorikeets! Kit spent ages by their cage. She really misses her lorikeet, Gingernut. 

Gingernut is a lovely bird. To Kit. Gingernut loves Kit. She hates everyone else. Kit's ok with this. It makes her feel special. However, Kit did noticed that the two lorikeets in this aviary weren't anywhere near as loud and shrill as Nut. They just sat around making sweet little "peep peep whistle whistle" noises. Whereas Gingernut is more "SQUAWK SQUAWK LOUD NOISES ALL THE TIME". 

Face suggested that this may be due to environmental factors. Meaning it's Kit's fault Gingernut is cray cray and loud. Naaaaaah. Surely not. Maybe not. Actually, that's probably the reason for all the excitable and shrill. Oh well. Kit doesn't really care, cause Gingernut is a top bird.

And Kit will get to see her in... 10 days! Hurrah!

Face and Kit are flying back to Wodonga for Kit's graduation ceremony, then spending a week catching up with peeps and replenishing their stores of Mother-cooked food. They have to fatten up in order to survive the coming Tasmanian winter.       

Much love to all! xx