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Day 173: How Irene And I Go to Bed: How We Wake Up

The Appliance I am Enamoured With:

This old blogging malarky, as you all know, takes an awfully long time, every day, to do. Especially if the selfie is involved. This is how idea-to-blog goes down in my house. 1: Lie in bed night before thinking of outfit. 2: Get dressed for shoot. 3: Phaff with details. 4: Set up chair, camera and tripod. 5: Stand for ages in front of timer function with face recognition, making staccato moves to try and get camera to shoot. 6: Check photos. 7: More standing. 8: More checking. 9: More standing. 10: Load the SD card in the computer. 11: Copy pictures onto hard-drive. 12: Use photo program to put them up the right way. 13: Choose photos. 14: Bluetooth them to phone. 15: One. 16: At. 17: A. 18: Time. 18.1: Yikes. 19: Choose photos, via process of elimination, to go onto the Diptic app to make the collage. 20: Send the collage through the Blogger app to Blogger. 21: Write blog. 22: Facebook it. 23: Pinterest it. 24: Twit it. 25: Link up with daily sites. 26: Leave comments. 27: Look at heaps of other blogs that are also linked up. Today I was given, by the maddest and kindest boy in the universe, a Samsung Galaxy Camera. Steps one to four are still a given. Five is now a matter of yelling 'shoot', 'cheese', 'capture' or 'smile' at the camera and it takes the photo (miracle). Six through nine is somewhat lessened depending on how accurately I guage where to stand and how quickly I close my mouth after yelling at the camera. But here is the important part. Steps ten to twenty are now all done on the camera: open diptic, choose photos to make the collages, open Blogger app and send to Blogger. Done. I am enamoured with my new Samsung Galaxy Camera. The only bad things is it has reduced my Samsang Galaxy S3 to a mere phone.

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The Appliance I Both Abhor and Cannot Do Without:

It is nothing really to do with the appliance, but rather that my room is too large and my doors too necessary to open at times. I am, of course talking about my heater. It is an energy-efficient panel heater. It radiates rather than blowing. And it is very dependent on being in a room that is small enough for it to heat. It isn't. If you leave the room and then come back it feels toasty. But after you sit on the couch for a little bit that illusion fades. And then there is Lollii. I think she just has something against the concept of a closed door. She opens it. Then comes back in again content. With all the freezing cold air from the rest of the house. I have to disembowel myself from the cocoon of blankets and covers I have built on the couch to either close the door again for her to open again, or kick her into the coldness until the guilt gets me. I'd get another one—heater, not Lollii—but I don't think the rickety electrics in this house can cope with one more appliance. I'd get a gas replacement but it means two unpleasant things: doing my tax, and, having someone making a mess in my house. Oh, the hardships of the first world. I will keep myself warm with the large screen of my Samsung Galaxy Camera.


My Outfit
Thermal Top: Target
Flannelette PJ's: Target
Thermal Leggings: Target
Hat: Gifted
Scarf: Hand made and gifted
Gloves: Market at Deakin University
Socks: From an overnight flight package (when they used to do that)
Blanket: Gifted


Irene's Outfit
Nightgown: Barkins


Photographer de Jour: Moi


Who wore it better?

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Comments

  1. Non bloggers will appreciate all the details here. They have no idea what a pain in the ass the whole process is.

    That last shot is brilliant with all the piles of clothes/blankets below you. I felt like that today.

    I would send you some of our weather to keep you warm since it was 30 today but since we only get this weather for a mere 3 months out of the year if we are lucky I think I'll keep it.

    bisous
    Suzanne

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  2. How unfair of Irene to flaunt her lack of a nervous system, particularly in the depths of a Melbourne winter.

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  3. Ha I thought it was just me that takes loads time on a post, love this post, spot on :)

    Thanks forlinking up to welcome to the weekend blog hop ...

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