Rosi's Blog Birthday

I hope you all enjoyed Billie's view of life at the farm. I have to say its pretty much the same for us, except we don't roll in poo or jump all over the furniture chasing flies.

Megsie does love poo, but for gardening reasons, list girl has become poo girl.

Anyway today is my birthday and I had a lovely morning with pressies opened in bed. The full box set of the West Wing (yes, yes and more yes) Shrek 1 and 2 and Kill bill 1 and 2. Love a little bit of girl action, Uma Thurman and Karie Moss both look good in spandex. And for the girl that needs to continue to remain wrinkle (ha) free some lovely aesop facial cleansers and creams. Of course let's not forget the tractor, a minor but important present.

I have to say 41 means I have 9 years till I am 50, a very interesting thought, one which I will surely ponder for sometime. Not much else to report on the big day. Dinner tonight here with Don and Louise coming over, just lovely.

Born Free - author Billie Girl

Hi to all, Billie Girl here. Well it all started a week or so ago. The girls and Sidd came to Sydney to visit and of course stayed at our palace. Sidd and I got re aquainted with sniffs and the like and the humans just sat around, talked, gossiped, laughed, ate and drank wine. Nothing unusual there.

Sidd and I got to woofing on, Sidd telling me delightful tales of the farm, how easy life was (except bath time) and how many fantastic native animals live around the place. This got me thinking, why can't I go, without Sam and Rhys. So I put the pressure on, sad forlorn face, howling inappropriately (did not go so far as to be off my food) and just generally being annoying.

Suffice to say it worked and I'm here. Nothing too worrying about the trip, except Sidd liked to spread out, and sleep with his head on my arse, me I like to look out the front window when I drive, so I pretty much sat up the whole time. Arrived at Dorothy's for the night. Had a great time lording it over Rusty, he really is a funny young thing, so I let him think he was way to clever for me. Boys, they never learn.

So far at the farm, I've met the cows, rolled in cow poo (my favourite), had a bath, ate bones (only those provided by the girls), slept and of course chased the wobblies. My gammy leg is playing up, so resting is a good option.

Last night we watched the lunar eclipse, made for great wobbly chasing, you can get away with totally mad behaviour with a full moon, especially one which is pink (loved the colour). Oh by the way I do like trying to catch flies, I get to jump all over the furniture.

So with Sidd by my side, the farm holiday is proving just as I thought, wide open spaces, plenty of cow poo and food. For a girl of my age this suits me fine. I would send a postcard to Sam and Rhys, its just the post office is too far away and really I can't write that small.