Can you get sunburnt in the car?

This is something that I have been thinking, and perhaps worrying about for a long time now, actually pretty much since I rotated to a new site with work, except on rainy days, because it seems less relevant then.  Anyway, since I rotated instead of having a 15minute commute, I have had a 45-60minute commute, meaning I spend a lot more time in the car… This change has also coincided with the change in season, from winter to the warmer months of spring and summer, which has meant I have seen a lot more sun, well seen from the inside of my car, and recently on really sunny days I have noticed that I feel like I am getting burnt as I drive…

The thing is for as long as I can remember I have been of the belief that I won’t get sunburnt in the car… I know that it’s probably not true and it makes sense for it to be completely plausible to get burnt as you drive, after all apparently all it takes is some bent glass and some sun to destroy bugs of all shapes and sizes, but part of me is still unsure.  So being the hypochondriac and skin cancer paranoid person I am, I decided it was time to get some answers… so I putting it to you…

Can you get sunburnt in the car?

Thanks,

The paranoid Curious George.

Festive Disaster?

It’s Christmas in Australia, and instead of getting hot like it is supposed to this weekend there have been a few lovely days and then some significant storms… Now normally this wouldn’t bother me that much, but this time I have concerns, perhaps petty and small, but still concerns…

Last week, I decided that Russ, my car would appreciate some assistance getting in to the Christmas spirit, so I added some antlers and a big red nose. And even though Dave thinks he looks still and wrong, I think he looks cute… and hey if there is Christmas music pumping on the inside it only seems right to have Christmas on the outside too.

When I first put the antlers and nose on it was a beautiful sunny afternoon, but now it is not… and the thing that has my curiosity going is this…

If I am in a big storm… am I more likely to be hit by lightening with these antlers?
And if so… what are the chances?

Now, I know I am often a little dramatic and over the top, but I am actually a little concerned about this, travelling out in the open could be risky… and what happens if it does… I have seen an episode for myth busters on a similar theme and lets just say it didn’t end well for the dummy. I am hoping that I will be ok, but it appears that there will be one more big storm before Christmas, so I am just wondering how worried should I be?

Thanks,

The slightly dramatic Curious George.

I’m Dreaming of a White Chirstmas…

It’s snowing on my blog… yep snowing… why because it’s the only way an Australian girl like me can have a white Christmas… Don’t get me wrong I love having a hot Christmas… when the weather decides to do it’s bit, but I guess being a sucker for all things fairytale like the idea of a white Christmas is a bit magical!

So I just thought I would write this little post so that you could all come here and enjoy the white Christmas too…

I’m glad that wasn’t me…

There are some moments in life that make you go… ‘oh man… I’m glad that wasn’t me’… and this is one of them…  This is the scene Dave and I found in our street when we got back from the shops this morning…

It’s kind of hard to see but there is 4 fire trucks, 2 police cars, 1 unmarked police car and a MFB relief van…  Full on.  It turns out that while we were out this morning a house across the road from us burnt down.  Luckily, no one was hurt, but they lost a lot of their things and probably more significantly a good portion of their home, pretty devastating…

One Month To Go

So today it the first of August and for me this is significant, I have one month to go…

Its one month today until spring, and although that is exciting, its not what I am refering to.  No, its one month today until I have to have everything unpacked and sorted at home.  I moved into Dave’s after we got married, and then once we got home from our honeymoon, I started the daunting process of moving all my things from my family home to my new home.  And you would think that this wouldn’t be that hard, but I have a lot of stuff… seriously a lot of stuff, and I just don’t know where it is all going to go.  So I decided that I needed to set myself a deadline because I really don’t want it just sitting there indefinatly, so the dead line I set, about a month ago, was the end of August… which is now one month away.

My progress so far has been good, I have now moved all of my stuff out of Dad’s and physically put it inside my place, but it remains in boxes, filling up both the study and the spare room, which I think is starting to irritate Davo.  Every now and then, when I am feeling motivated I pick a box and unpack it, but now I have gotten to the last few boxes (‘few’ is quite misleading, its probably 15boxes, but they are the last 15).  These are the boxes of stuff that have been there since before I moved to Castlemaine in April 2009, or things I boxed up when I left castlemaine late last year and have just never dealt with.  Now I know if I haven’t used in this time, I should probably just get rid of it, and trust me I have been ruthless in my sorting.  In fact when moving my clothes I gave away 8 bags of clothes and shoes alone, and this was on top of the the 5 bags I gave away last year when I moved back home.  But the thing is I can’t just through it out without know exactle what it is… just in case.  I hate losing things, so I just can’t stand the thought of randomly chucking stuff out, perhaps I have a little bit of hoarder in me, who knows.  So the thing is now that I have gotten down to these boxes, the motivation is just not there, they are boxes I don’t want to sort through because I know its going to be annoying and boring.  Its not the exciting things anymore, like books and DVDs… its just the paper work left… but it needs to be done and I need to get onto it now, otherwise I won’t make my deadline.

The thing is I am actually really looking forward to the end result, having everything unpacked and then getting to the fun bit of making it all work, rearranging and changing, and ‘making our house a home’, but I can’t do that until I have done these boxes… these last annoying boxes, full of things that have no place.

Ok, I have a month… so I need to get of the computer and start unpacking… wish me luck.