It's that time of year... my holidays (which happens to be when it is my birthday!)
This year I am taking myself off to Melbourne for a few days. I can catch up with an old friend and her family while I'm over there, and check out the shopping!
Back sometime next week!
I was taught to knit 12 months ago, while I was on holidays, and I've been knitting ever since. I've been trying to use up odd bits of wool that my grandma hadn't used. I have knitted some jumpers, beanies and scarves and I'm now attempting a dog coat.
I recently finished a girl's scarf and gave it to one of the guys from work for his daughter. When I came in to work the next day I found this card on my desk from his daughter.
I thought it was so sweet, I couldn't resist putting it up here.
I've never seen the original so I can't compare the two. I must admit, my taste in movies of late has been on the dark side.
Plot: Many believe the prophecy from the Book of Revelation provides a map to a terrifying future…or it presents fragments of history that have come to life in our time. The signs, they claim, are all around us: terrorist attacks, extreme weather… the list goes on. The passage specifically points to the arrival of the Anti-Christ, who is branded with the numerical sequence “666”: the mark of the Beast. The Anti-Christ will receive his power directly from Satan to establish a counterfeit kingdom on earth, signaling the beginning of Armageddon…
Robert Thorn is unaware of such dark prophecies. Thorn, a senior American diplomat, has other things on his mind. His wife, Katherine, has endured a difficult delivery and she’s as yet unaware their newborn child has died. Devastated by the loss, Thorn’s concern turns to Katherine, who had suffered two previous miscarriages. The news will surely devastate her.
The hospital priest, Father Spiletto, presents Thorn with another child born that night, whose mother died in childbirth. The priest compels Thorn to take the infant boy as his own; Katherine will never know the truth, and their son, which they name Damien, will be raised as their flesh and blood. Katherine embraces the child as her own, blossoming in motherhood; Thorn, it would seem, has made the right choice.
Thorn’s career ascends – he becomes the U.S. ambassador to Great Britain – and the family settles into an estate outside London. But certain events, all seeming to revolve around the now five-year-old Damien, are deeply disturbing: Damien’s nanny hangs herself at the youngster’s birthday party; a strange priest brings dire warnings to Thorn; a children’s trip to the zoo results in a panicked frenzy; Damien becomes hysterical during a drive to church; and blurred movements in a series of photographs portend shocking deaths.
The troubling incidents multiply, pointing to something wrong – terribly wrong – with Damien. Enter Mrs. Baylock, Damien’s new nanny, who seems to have a preordained devotion to the child. Then tragedy strikes closer to home. But only later does Thorn comprehend the truth: Damien is no ordinary child; he is the long-prophesized Anti-Christ. Now, Thorn must make the ultimate sacrifice to prevent the unspeakable terror that awaits the world.
It was a wee bit chilly this morning in Perth. It got as low as -0.7 around 7am this morning. So winter is trying to arrive but just isn't making it's mark at the moment. It has been the driest start to winter... ever! No decent rain as yet.
I figured it was cold, but didn't know it was that cold! No wonder I didn't want to get out of bed. I would have stayed in bed if I hadn't been working today! :(
After a tense week and a half, they have kissed and made up, so everything is back to normal! *phew*
I have been having problems with one of my work colleagues over the last few days. The whole thing started last Friday and has been going on ever since with no end in sight.
My supervisor took aside one of my team mates and explained that it had been brought to his attention by one of the managers, that the way she had been handling certain enquiries was incorrect. He then explained how management wanted her to be handling the enquiry. She ended up in tears in the toilets and was like that, of and on, for the rest of the day.
Now, you would have thought that after a long weekend (and in her case, an extra long weekend because she also had Tuesday off), that she would have taken on board the information given and be getting on with the job at hand. Yeah right!!
Instead of being mature and learning from it, she is being pedantic and petty - making snide comments and ranting about the supervisor (who has only passed on what he has been told by management). Plus she is also completely ignoring him, not saying a word to him. How juvenile is that?!
For example... we were told yesterday that today was going to be a free dress day. In keeping with the theme - the World Cup - we were to come dressed in the colours of our assigned countries. When she arrived at work, she was wearing her uniform. When someone asked if she forgot, she made a comment along the lines of it being a 'spastic' idea.
Her negativity at the moment has started to affect me, so much so that I hardly talk to her for fear of setting her off on a rant.
Luckily, I'm able to speak freely to my supervisor about it and how it is affecting me - otherwise I might be likely to tell her to pull her head in, and thus incur her wrath too - so he is looking at possibly moving her to another desk.
The funny thing is, she has only been sitting there for a few weeks because she asked to be moved out of her last team because she didn't get on with one of them!
Who said cake decorating wasn’t fashionable? Imagine the cost of these, not to mention the time that goes into them...
