Entry Seven

We have some devastating news, this is probably the final ever entry for The Housemate Diaries. KB is currently crying on the other end of phone, you see, we have had to write this entry by correspondence due to a lack of time last night as we made final preparations for the return of Priscilla and Pedro.

Here is a quick recapitulation about our Christmas:

- Christmas eve: we woke the children up at 6am for Proverbial reflections, before making a video for JackieL's birthday. We then made very bad pancakes and headed down to 408 (the place we have church) to put up some Chrissy decs in preparation for our Christmas day celebrations. We then made the pilgrimage to our respective homes to have some quality family time.

- Christmas day: we reunited at 408 for our Christmas luncheon extravaganza where we enjoyed good food, good company and the accompanying fanfare. 408 was packed full of strange and wonderful people. After this, both KB & CY headed to the MH (for those not aquianted with the South West- Mandurah) separately with their families for more quality family time.

- Boxing day: boxing day saw both KB & CY awake at their separate homes. However, CY awoke at 6.50am whilst KB showed a poor effort in our endeavour to become morning people with a shocking and horrid awakel time of 1pm. CY returned to Agnes and began the cleaning task. KB & CY reconvened at South Beach at around 4pm. At Agnes we began to cook lasange but were too impatient as we extracted the dish from the oven too prematurely, resulting in slightly undercooked pasta. We then embarked on our inaugural Boxing Day pub crawl. We engaged in some risk taking activity by walking from Agnes into Fremantle town. On our merry way, a stranger asked KB for her belt as his pants were sadly falling down. CY was adamant that KB should not give up her clothing to the strange man, however KB felt guilty about this as our friend Eelee had previously shared a story in which she had given an intoxicated girl her footwear in an act of true grace and love. However, CY convinced KB that giving up her belt in grace and love was slightly inappropriate. That was our only risk taking activity of the night. We attended a trio of pubs; the Norfolk, the Sail & Anchor and Little Creatures. We had had high hopes of attending Clancy's Fish Pub for a delectable mango beer, but alas, we were too exhausted from our Christmas raves to make the journey to the other side of Fremantle. We met up with our dear friend Gryffindor at Little Creatures and engaged him in some witty and in depth banter. We then journeyed to the taxi rank where a kind taxi man took us home. We have received much animosity for partaking in a pub crawl so soon after our church crawl. However, we are sure that this is no evil deed as we did not consume too much wine nor did we gain any needless bruises or bloodshot eyes. In good spirits and in moderation we enjoyed Gryffindor's and each others company.

- Sunday: we awoke at our usual time of 6amish for our final episode of Proverbial Reflections before doing several thousand loads of washing. KB departed for her engagements of the work kind while CY enjoyed some time with her friends Sue & Ross at X-Wray cafe. She then also departed for work. We came together again at the gathering of churchfreo where we had an extremely crazy night, which deserves its own blog. There was many an interested explorer and other distinctive people (for example, a man who invited everyone he spoke to to go to the movies with him). We went back to Agnes and were joined by Harry Hoedown (who was our number 1 visitor and was amazing in helping us make beds and clean up). Harry was knighted by KB with a match stick. Captain Charlie Noble & Captain Monkey Jacket joined us as they were to pick Pedro and Priscilla from the docks that night and so they left with the keys to Agnes and filled with the delight of our undercooked lasange, for which Captain Charlie Noble gave us much hassle.

We have many more anecdotes about our time together, however we have little time now. You will have to ask us in real life (RL). Thank you to all our readers, and especially our followers. You have been amazing and brought us much joy. Our time together would not have been the same without you.

Furthermore,

K/Caitlyn wish you peace

Meet the Chickens

Ok, so we know that you all have been waiting for this moment for a long time...you are finally meeting the chickens!! Now, Pris has informed us of the chicken's names. We are proud to present to you peep, scramble and the bergsma chicken.

The Night Before The Night Before Christmas

Entry Six ft. Lawrence and little LB

As the clock ticks on the second minute in the eighth hour of our eleventh day of housesitting, we embark on the sixth daily update on our lives as housemates.
On this glorious day, we have two guest bloggers. This is a never to be repeated event.
Our lovely guest bloggers are Lawrence and little LB, as I'm sure you would've been able to determine from the title.

Six pm Wednesday saw us head off to Charlie Chuckster and Joey-Lee's family home, for a truly amazing Christmas dinner. Of course, Lawrence, Ernie, Roland and Coopstar were there. The food was simply divine, as were the accompanying Christmas Carols. Unsurprisingly, the company was also amazing. After our brilliant Christmas dinner of turkey, green beans, corn, mash & cranberry sauce we departed that abode for our own, taking Lawrence with us.

When we reached Agnes we undertook KBs inaugural Sound of Music viewing. The Sound of Music is CYs favouritist movie of all time. Every time she watches it, it just makes her so happy and surprised. It was a joy to be able to share this experience with her favourite housemate, KB. KBs favourite movie is Mamma Mia. Unfortunately it is much inferior to the Sound of Music and CY hates it. Half way through the viewing, there was an emergency detour to Thornlie. Lawrence was unaware of the upcoming events of the evening. So it took her by great surprise (but not dismay) that the three of us picked little LB on our way to view the amazing sight that is the Christmas lights of Thornlie. We went as bogans and we came back as tired champions, who had conquered the well-lit cul-de-sac. We ran down the street, with our shoes off (except CY), merrily singing Christmas songs and Frank Sinatra ("I'm dreaming of a white Christmas"...we are actually singing now). We drove further through the labyrinth of Thornlie and saw a myriad of beautiful santa claus' climbing down chimneys, a dancing snowman, reindeers, stars and squishly animals (no animals were harmed in making this blog, except perhaps the chickens). We lay on the ground of a certain cul-de-sac and watched the lights dance on top of us. However, all this excitement and merriment was nothing compared to the utter joy, surprise and astonishment we felt when we stumbled upon THE TREE GUY OF GOSNELLS (go to http://gosnellsnews.blogspot.com/2009/12/tree-man-ready-for-christmas-day-vigil.html).
If you are not from Perth or if you live under a rock/don't watch the news everyday, you may be unaware that a man in Gosnells has been living in a tall tree for the last 17 days in an effort to stop the City of Gosnells council decapitating his beloved flora. As we passed him by, little LB and CY screamed with delight. We proceeded to park the car and visit him, where we signed a petition to save the tree. We wished that this had happened on Tuesday, which was Hippy Day.

After this, we made our way back to Agnes, where watched more of the amazing Sound of Music, feat JulesAndyDog, before hitting the sack. We awakened at 6am for our Proverbial Reflections, joined by Lawrence and little LB. We then emabarked on cooking bad pancakes (CY's bad skills) and we are now heading off to decorate 408 for our AMAZING CHRISTMAS DAY festivities. Merry Christmas Eve!

K/Caitlyn wish you peace, as well as our little friends; Lawrence and little LB

Entry Five ft. LC

Today is day twelve. This is an emergency update for all you avid readers, because we know there are so many of you.
Yesterday was hippy Tuesday, the most long awaited day in our housemate history. We dressed as hippies which was an intense experience. KB danced down the street in true hippy style, adding to the overall authenticity of the occasion. However, CY was a piker, using the excuse of her broken collarbone to escape true hippie-dom, even though she still drives, works and hangs up her clothing on the washing line. Also of note is that we have a guest blogger for the first time ever, she is LC, a linguistics chief [see photo].

The star of hippy-day was Mazzakelly, KBs true hippy friend. She arrived decked out in such amazing finery that she put us to shame. CY went kebabbing with our dear friends Charlie Chuckster, Joey-Lee, Eelee and Moth "I don't believe in blogging" Dawesville. T-Dog in the dish was also there, she had earlier joined CY & KB for lunch at Eggplants. During the kebabbing experience, Charlie Chuckster, who makes friends with everyone, spotted a true hippy, and of course made friends with him.

We have thus far neglected to mention the Providential experience of 'Proverbial Reflections' which we undertake each morning at the crack of dawn. It involves reading a Proverb from the book called Proverbs and reflecting on its wisdom in a proverbial manner, and putting that into action during our days.

On Monday night our good buddy Harry Hoedown swaggered into our saloon for some fire-side ramblings and ale swigging. During her stay, KB lassoed and slew three giant wildebeasts (cockroaches). Harry Hoedown joined us the following day in minding the young'ns; Roland, Ernie and Coopstar. Lawrence was also there but didn't need minding, she shall be joining us this evening. [See pictures above]

Yesterday, CY went shopping with her old pal Marzipan. She spent ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTEEN DOLLARS on three items of clothing + a singlet. Which clearly is not allowed. How appalling.

K/Caitlyn wish you peace, and we would like to thank our friend LC for her creative input.

Word of the day; colander; a bowl-shaped kitchen utensil with perforations for draining off liquids and rinsing food; "When draining my pasta yesterday, I unfortunately missed the colander and it all fell in the sink and was ruined. But I ate it anyway."

[Props to LC for the word of the day & its artistic expression.]

Visual Evidence of Life

Some household photos of us in the kitchen, for all of those eager for a glimpse into the life of our household. Note the scrap bin for the chickens contains egg, and also sometimes chicken, which I am sure leads to better laying results from our chickens.

Quick Egg Update

For all of those dying to know how the egg collection went, I brought in a whopping SIX eggs today. One was still HOT! I thought I would let you know before KB gets home as, strangely, she does not share the egg obsession, bless her heart.

Peace