Me on being weird ... again

Apparently I am a little weird after all. Glad I have had that confirmed.

Or maybe it was just that it was Friday night.

Last night at work someone called someone by the name Cyril (for who knows what reason, I must have missed that inside joke) and I commented that it was my Grandfather's name. Then that lead on to talking about old names and then I let loose that Mr Sparky and I have discussed names for children. What family names are used, you know those ones passed down and down and down through the generations. By the way Cyril is not one we like the idea of using. Sorry to all the Cyrils out there. The next question I got was "are you pregnant?" "Ahh, no." Really who hasn't discussed future children's names with their spouses, well future spouses. If they don't run scared then they want it too. Apparently not everyone does. I learned something new.

Next weird moment involved a packet of Jersey Caramels which I got a little over excited about. Come on who doesn't love them and they are a bit hard to come by. Apparently my excitement wasn't shared by all. Speaking of which I will need to hit my sister or Mum up for the fudge sauce for ice cream recipe that uses Jersey Caramels. Now I just have to wait for them to come out on the shelf. 

 

A bonus to working a bit behind the scenes in a grocery shop is you get to see what is new first but then you have to wait for it to hit the shelves. Something else new coming soon to the lolly aisle would be body parts ... hmmm. That created a fair bit of rude humour the other night. Thank goodness the customers were gone as packets were examined to see if we could find certain body parts that there is no way they would put in a lolly packet. Oh and mini lollypops, we decreed them not worth sucking, too small. The fun you can have while stacking shelves. By the way I've always forgotten about the new stuff by the time I would actually buy it.

The truth is I don't mind if I come across as a little bit weird, or even a lot weird. I don't mind if sometimes I am a little out there and sometimes not quite on the same channel. I am me and that is fine. I was just looking as another lady's blog with gorgeous photos of her family and in the back ground, perched on a photo frame were the words 'be weird'. I like it. Be weird and be yourself. Plus weird is fun.

Well this post kind of made itself as it went along and as per usual when that happens the pictures have nothing to do with the text.

These photos are just views of my garden or like above what I can see over the fence. It is a tall fence.

We might have finally got it right, things are growing anyway.

I'll continue to be all hopeful about it and hopefully we get some produce from the cucumbers, zucchinis, beans, peas, radishes and tomatoes planted.

Other green things growing in the garden are frogs. I love spying the littlies among the greenery. See weird, all in my own way.

There isn't much in the way of floral things happening unless it is on a vege plant. Maybe I should do something about that as the native bees have decided to move in upstairs.

When I say move in, I really mean it. They have found a home beside the old box air con. Maybe their home is really in it, maybe it is in the wall. I don't mind where it is, just having them around means more chance for the garden. See again, me being all weird and lovey dovey about local wildlife.

If nothing else really ends up growing at least the herbs will be alright. I haven't killed them yet, well, except for the parsley and that wasn't me, I swear.

Do people sometimes think you are a little strange?

Please tell me you dreamed of kids names before actually having them.

What is growing in your garden?