Yes well...

We went camping on Saturday afternoon, and spent the whole day getting ready only to get there after dark.

The mosquitos were horrible, still have bites all over my elbows and feet.

We cooked the meat again cause it was still bleeding in the middle. And roasted marshmellows. :) yay.

Clayver told us stories of huge crocodiles and how one chased him up a tree and waited for him for hours underneath it.

On Sunday we woke up so early, like seven. :| Wasn't impressed. We went and caught bait at the beach, saw a freaking sea snake. There was heaps of little hermit crabs out and about. I want a hermit crab almost as much as I want a cow.

We than packed up all our things and went to some croc infested river to fish.

I caught a giagantor catfish and then, just as I threw the line in again, almost caught a barramundi. It was a metre away from the shore and the line snapped and it was all like *flips into air*. It was huge!

We went hunting for didgeridoos on the way back

Monday was back to school for the N.T., so of course Ochre pulled a sicky. But by one O'clock she was sick of not eating and moping around so we did some work.

Is it normal for my two year old neice to be able to spell and almost write her name as well as count up to thirty (but always misses 25) and can recite the alphabet? I don't know, I don't usually associate with children.

I'm not sure if I'm so against having a kid anymore. I want to have one just to see how awesome I can make it.

Little things really piss me off, does this happen to everyone?
I cannot stand dripping taps. Like not oh I hear a tap dripping, wow that's annoying. It's like argh I have to fix that or leave the room. And the sound the bath makes when it's draining and a bit of air gets into it and it's all like INSANLY LOUD SUCKING SLURPING NOISE. I have to sit in the bath and stop the little whirlwind of air reaching the plughole.

That's all I guess.