I tell you though, someone needs to teach me how to cook bacon! I have stuffed my pan cause even though it's non stick (yeah right) half the bacon I cooked is GLUED to the bottom of it.

I have never had luck with bacon in my life. I just don't get it. It should be easy!

I want to take the opportunity to send out HUGE hugs to those of you that haven't got your Dad's with you anymore.

The bed I am sewing for Storm WAS going well. (even if a little wonky) Well know the sewing machine has gone to heaven without finishing what I set out to do! It basically slows and freezes. Oh joy!

I still have an offer open to anyone who feels they would like to sew it for me :p I am happy to mail it anywhere with another bag for return! LOL

I have another bed I got given for doing someones nails the other day but I need a zipper sewn in that too (arggh) I might toddle off to the tailors and see what it will cost me to get both done. It's seriously not big jobs. Just not easy for someone who doesn't know how to sew (Mum is no good at it either) and has a machine that belongs in the dark ages! Although I have used one fo those REALLY old Singers and they work well! This thing is an in between. Not new enough to be any good and not old enough to be any good either LoL

For years I have considered buying a brand new machine from one of those sewing shops and getting lessons at the same time. How good would it be to know what you're doing!

I did do 1 term at school of sewing in yr 8. Why don't they realise it's important for people to know this stuff. I tell you the amount of CRAP I learnt in highschool and they don't teach things like budgeting, sewing, investing, money etc. None of the important stuff. We leave highschool and get thrown into the world to sort of handle it ourselves. Or parents are relied on to teach children these things. But parents don't always know how either.

I know I learnt so much stuff in Highschool that is totally useless now. WHY???

I spent yesterday spring cleaning - pulled a tone of stuff apart so I get get dust our of corners and out from under funiture and fridges and whatever else. Sat down with my foot up (my ankle is sprained atm in case I haven't mentioned that one) and realised that since we are in the middle of knocking walls out, sanding, renovating a bit and painting all this dust will be back again with vengence in just a matter of days. I should have waited until we were finished haha... Ah well. Kept me busy and occupied and helped me burn many calories yesterday as I cleaned like a mad woman.

I have really gotten into candles lately, but they must be smelly. Makes the room smell pretty and correctly placed they look pretty too. I have always loved candles but Mum has always been scared we would burn the house down so it's nice to have a few candles burning around the place now without the stress.

I have a list of "to buy" at the moment and at the top of that list is an air cleaner for our living area and my bedroom. Then provided I stay on top of the sweeping and vacuuming (robo vac is also on my list) I figure that no one can complain about any doggy smell, doggy hair or anything else in the house.

You see I love having the dogs inside. Even on a nice day I am an inside girl. I don't like sitting in the backyard. I don't really like exercising outside. None of it. So having my dogs with me is important. They can relax in here too. Pats and pleasure galore.

But OH doesn't agree. He thinks dogs should never come inside a house. Ever. This is out BIG ARGUMENT! (I'm sure he won't mind me blogging about it cause ALL our friends know this is our fighting point)

I won't back down on the fact that I think dogs should be allowed inside and he wont back down that they wont. I suggested that we limit where dogs are allowed to go. ie: they stay out of ths study (mostly his domain). Out of the bedroom (purely so he doesn't have to put up with it) and if we have a house with extra living areas etc the main should be doggy free (so we can entertain without dogs) and one that is doggy friendly.

However the point remains he doesn't want that either. Not at all means not at all.

Now this is a sticking point.

You see Jason owns half of his house - his mother owns the other half. It is one reaosn I am not keen on returning because although his mother is a lovely person, I do not want to live with her again. The house is being sold soon. Jason's mother will be moving up the central coast. That leaves Jase and I to buy our own place. With 1 big issue. We don't have the income to increase the mortgage and what we will take out of the house wiull not get us back into the same area.

He is mad that he can't erase the mortagage and live in a unit for awhile because I have a dog we need to cater for. Therfor he says that he is making the biggest sacrifice for my dog and he asks I keep the dog outside. However while I see that having a big mortgage is a huge sacrifice I still don't want to leave my dog outside where she effectively becomes a garden ornament.