Mmmmm, Ice Cream! But who are these Jerry and Ben people?

CHERRY GARCIA! You scored 66% SWEET, 51% CHUNKY, and 55% UNIQUE!

cherry sweet cream base with cherries and fudge chunks Awesome...you are one of my personal favs: Cherry Garcia. You fall in the middle on all measurements- sweet, wild, and unique, but not overwhelmingly so on any of those. You make a good friend, able to share your unique perspectives on things, and able to have fun without winding up in jail or something. Good job.

My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 23% on SWEET You scored higher than 17% on CHUNKY You scored higher than 17% on UNIQUE

Link: The Ben & Jerry's Ice Cream Flavor Test written by weered1 on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

Oooooh, I'm in trouble!

Remember how the journalist who wrote up the article on book clubs and used a picture of me to illustrate it also mentioned NaNoWriMo in the final paragraph?

Well, he's probably going to follow it up tomorrow with more on NaNoWriMo, including a link to the blog I set up to record my progress.

So, if I'm right about this, I'm going to have half of Canberra looking over my shoulder as I write. Gulp!

We were looking at the birds picking and pecking at the sunflower seeds. My son made a gulping noise and we looked at him instead. "Swallow!" he replied. Then my daughter rotated on her chair. "Tern!" she said.

Perhaps I should have suddenly crouched, but my mind wasn't in gear.

This morning I went down to the local servo and hired a trailer. $148 for four hours. Way too big a trailer for what we needed, but it was the smallest they had. Then we all piled in and went out to SIL's place near Wamboin, a few kilometres over the border, where they had a field full of rocks. We loaded up about a tonne, had a quick cuppa and then came back.

I unloaded them into the driveway, swept out the trailer and returned it. Got my deposit back in cash, so that's $100 I ran through my credit card and now have as cash in my pocket, which I'd otherwise have to withdraw for no airmile benefit. About all I use cash for nowadays is pocket money for the kids, paying the milk bill and small purchases. And things like garage sales.

A warm morning, made warmer through having to work in the sun with thick gloves. The servo had a freezer chest full of ice-creams and I was sore tempted by a Tim Tam Cornetto. But no. I was good.

And when I returned, Kerri was labouring away to place the rocks in the garden, DS had disappeared into the computer room, and DD was sitting on the boot of her car watching. A cat on her lap. She's not the outdoor type.

The intention is to put the rocks through the front garden and fill the space in between with woodchips. The rain falls on the rocks, trickles into the soil beneath and then stays there beneath the mulch - the whole set up intended to reduce evaporation loss.