Skip to main content



According to the Urban Dictionary, "blech" is digusting, yucky, horrid, gross. Just how I feel.

Apparently it is also sheet metal placed over stovetops by Jews observing the Sabbath. See? You learn something new everyday.

The joy of spending my days surrounded by 200 other bodies, in air-conditioned comfort, accompanied by stair-rails (never hold the stair rails) and communal bathroom doors that you must pull to get out after you've washed your hands has morphed into some virus thingy.

I'm miles and weeks from home. And I'm sick. Not happy Jan (for my overseas visitors, see here for the ad that spawned that Aussie saying). Just thought I'd share.

The way many of the markers were coughing and spluttering up lungs this afternoon, I would imagine if anyone manages to escape the dreaded lurgy they have immune systems made of steel. Just don't touch the handrails.

That is all for today. I'm off to the chemist to get some Codral. So I can soldier on and all that.


  1. Oh, you poor thing... Nothing worse than being sick away from home. Get Well Soon! The 'not happy Jan' clip made me chuckle. Luv that ad :)

    1. It's been a while since I'd seen it too! I use the saying all the time, but many people don't know where it comes from. Too funny!

  2. Oh no! Poor Ingi. Weeks away? How much longer will you be there?
    Hope you get better soon.

    1. About a week and a half to go. I keep hoping I get better soon too!

  3. Nasty, nasty! (((Hugs))) to you and get well soon

    1. The teachers are falling like dominoes! So far, so good - I don't seem to have passed it onto my next-door-neighbours. They must be made of tougher stuff than me.

  4. Felt the same way a few weeks' back (being both sick and poor)!!! It's the story of my life :P I only hope you get well soon, because this job seems to me like *too good* an opportunity to pass up :)

    1. You seem to get sick a lot. But I am soldiering on - I have to be bleeding out my eyeballs before I will take a day off (casual pay = no sick leave).

  5. Poor Ingi! It would be awful to be sick and away from your own bed and tv and blankies. On the other hand, no one is coming to stand near you and ask what you are making for dinner....

    Feel better!

  6. I wish you many many cups of tea, aloe vera tissues, comfy clothes, Indian food for dinner and dry sinus passages!
    Get well soon Ingi!


Post a Comment

Bloggers LOVE comments! We are pretty needy that way, so go on, leave some love :-)

Popular posts from this blog

I see...

We've had a couple of interesting weeks here. Video Boy has inherited his mother's shocking vision - he has myopia (commonly known as short-sightedness or near-sightedness). It occurs when the eyes focus light in front of the retina, leading to unfocussed vision.

Close up is usually OK, but distance vision is pretty fuzzy:

For me, even the couple would have been blurry! I was "medically blind" which meant I got my optometrist fees covered by Medicare (yay!).

So, Video Boy has had glasses for a couple of years now - he has broken one pair and then lost the replacement pair (grrr) and so for a couple of months, his world has looked like the picture on the right...and he was squinting to watch TV, read signs, pretty much all the time.
So, we went off to the optometrist last week to get us some new glasses!
The optometrist is up on all the latest research - with Wombat Girl, we bought a software program with special "lenses" and she had to do a practice session…

Creating order from chaos...

We have been diving headlong into an amazing rabbit trail of maths, and science and art and if I don't share with you some of these thoughts and experiences and links they will be lost forever like much of the mists swirling through my brain!

And there is SOOO much good stuff whirring through my brain that I don't know where to logically start and how to group it all so it might make some sense, so instead, I think I will just let you follow our story - our rabbit trail that led to so much good stuff...and maybe, you will like some of it too!

After viewing Vi Hart's diatribe on parabolas, the kids were keen to actually graph some parabolas. But before we actually got to that, Hubby wanted see the video, so we watched it again, and that led us to reviewing the ones on spirals and fibonacci:

As we were watching, Video Boy grabbed the graph paper (because you always have spare graph paper lying around, don't you?) and started experimenting with the fibonacci spirals shown…

52 Ancestors - So Far Away

This week's #52ancestorsin52weeks is Father's Day - but of course, it's not Father's Day in Australia, so I'm going to do the theme we had a couple of weeks ago when I was away - So Far Away.

When you first start doing your family tree, it's exciting to see how "far back" you can go with your branches. Until last weekend, the furthest back on my direct line was Benjamin Broome, my 9th great-grandfather born in 1646 in Kidderminster, Worcestershire, England (grandfather of John Broom in my carpet story), which I thought was a long way back!

Last weekend, I was searching back to see if I could see a link between the Freemans on my Dad's side and the Freemans on my Mum's side (spoiler alert - not yet). Anyway, I was having a search on Joseph Freeman (my 5th great-grandfather born in Gloucestershire, England in 1765) and his wife - Sarah Arkell (my 5th great-grandmother also from Gloucestershire, England, born in 1767). Well, I had her father John…