Updates on a Rainy Evening

I'm trying to sort how to best post things and contact everyone to let you all know about the blog. That's the over-analytical part of my mind. What happens is that it bumps up against the artist in me, then the lazy person in me says, "don't think about it." So I don't. And here it is a week later...

Last night we went and had a lovely dinner at a local "club" restaurant with Linda & Bernie. You have to sign in as a "member," which is how they deal with the gaming laws, as there is gambling on the premises. Anyway, it was Steak Night, and we had a lovely dinner with a glass of wine. Dessert & coffee were extra, but very nice. On the way home we saw some small kangaroos (possibly wallabies) -- our first sighting in this area. There was also a beautiful rainbow as a result of some much needed rain showers.

This morning I actually got up early, as I needed to haul the bins to the top of the drive. When I lifted the lid on the garbage, I nearly spoke in tongues when I discovered a huntsman spider that had taken refuge from the rain, or perhaps was looking for a snack. They're not at all like the little daddy-long-legs. While harmless, they are furry, ugly and big, and give you sudden bursts of energy for running. I found one on the walls of the toilet the other day. Fortunately we had guests that night, and Cliff removed the spider for us. (Andrew is actually quite good at it, but I'd forgotten to tell him about it.) My niece, Heidi, says a good way to spot native Australians is by their reaction finding a huntsman spider sitting on the car visor. A native Ozzie simply flips the visor back up. Non-natives generally have accidents as they try to suddenly exit the car (regardless of speed)...

I'm getting used to them.