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Margot's Musings & Misadventures: November 2010
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Tuesday, November 23, 2010. Quiet please (well I did say please). Hubby and I went through a stage where we watched a lot of tennis. I always found it fascinating that the umpire/referee or whatever you call that guy who sits over the net, could call out "quite please". Between games and the crowd would immediately quieten down to a pin drop silence. It's fascinating but you have to think, why the hell do the players need complete silence? They require complete silence to do their best. Yes, I like it!
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Margot's Musings & Misadventures: Feeling for Rudolph
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Tuesday, November 15, 2011. It's the time of year when Xmas carols start being sung. You either love them or hate them but I think, even if you love them, by the time Xmas comes around, you're ready to throttle someone every time you hear one. This seems to be especially true for me seeing as we have a few Xmas shows coming up with the chorus, and we've been busy rehearsing our Xmas carols. The carol I'm talking about is Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. Lyrics can be found here. So maybe Santa felt sorry ...
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Margot's Musings & Misadventures: January 2011
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Monday, January 31, 2011. Hot weather = Beach walks. It's been hot. and that's an understatement! So hubby thought it would be a good idea to go down to the beach. It goes without saying that I brought my camera so here are a few shots from our walk. We were about 30 minutes from the sunset when we first arrived. You can see the sun going down as the photos go on. There were about one hundred people behind me as I took this shot! Quite a few of them were drunk and ready to chat so I had to be quick!
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Margot's Musings & Misadventures: And now for the next attention seeking headline: Sibling Rivalry
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Monday, June 20, 2011. And now for the next attention seeking headline: Sibling Rivalry. Sibling rivalry is sometimes hard enough to live with without having the eyes of the world scrutinising and interpreting every move you and your sibling make. I saw this headline today. Kate vs Pippa: Royal rivals. You don't think Kate has enough of her hands right now? She has to worry about being upstaged by her sister? She got the prince, I think she's happy enough! They first sentence in this article states.
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Margot's Musings & Misadventures: February 2011
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Friday, February 25, 2011. Not those pants again. From time to time, like other people, I’ve wondered about getting a tattoo. I’ve thought about what style I’d get, where I’d get it and the consequences of having it…. I don’t have anything against tattoos themselves, apart from the permanence of them! Look, I’m happy for anyone who loves their tattoo. good for you! But to me, all I can think of is, what happens when I don’t like it anymore? Isn’t it the same with tattoos? It’s the same with tattoos!
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Margot's Musings & Misadventures: April 2011
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Friday, April 29, 2011. I recently found an old blog and plucked this entry out of it. Who knew I'd been such a bad girl? How can I live without you? I was kidding myself when I made the decision to banish you from my life. The memories of our sweet times fill my mind. Over and over they torment me. You call me… from wherever you are, you call me, tempting me always to once again give in you. How I want to give in. oh how I want to surrender myself to you. How can my passion be wrong? I must have you.
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Margot's Musings & Misadventures: November 2011
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Wednesday, November 16, 2011. When someone thinks for you. Saturday night Sarah, Josh and I were in the car coming back from Sweeney Tood (an amazing production/performance). We'd gushed about it for most of the trip back and then were silent in the car. Sarah breaks the silence by saying. Mum where's the.". And before she finishes the sentence, I say. It's in the bottom drawer". And silence took over again. Josh did you notice how we did that? Remember when we did that thing? Tuesday, November 15, 2011.
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Margot's Musings & Misadventures: January 2012
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Thursday, January 19, 2012. In my opinion, Beauty and the Beast has a lot to answer for in making generations of little girls think if they're just nice enough, they can tame the beast. I realise this wasn't the moral of the story, but the message is still clear. If you're just nice and patient enough, the kind man will emerge from the gruff, cold, mean exterior. Reality tells a different story. That's who he is. We are who we are. Not perfect, all affected by our life experiences. Margot Saites's Fan Box.
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Margot's Musings & Misadventures: On being food delusional....
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Thursday, June 30, 2011. On being food delusional. Do you really want to know who's making your food? When you go into a restaurant, are you happier if you can see the kitchen, or if it's nestled somewhere out the back out of customer view? While I understand the value of being able to see the kitchen (after all, if you can see them, they're more likely to use proper hygiene) I don't always want to know who's handled my food. So I asked for it and the girl behind the counter said "oh I made those today!
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Margot's Musings & Misadventures: March 2011
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Wednesday, March 30, 2011. My dentist the smooth talker. My dentist is a kind man. I don't like going to the dentist (who does? But it's always better when your dentist is nice. He speaks to me like a parent would speak to a frightened child. And I know that he's doing it but I just go with the flow because, well, being at the dentist is just not nice. So I tolerate his patience, his gentle whispers and his need to ask me if I'm alright every few minutes. How's that going to work out? So as you may now s...
