On Sunday TOF agreed to come with me to view an exhibition that is on at our Waikato Museum. After all only the day before I had played at being "the good wife" going to man shops!! I get emails from the Museum letting me know what is on and when, otherwise I would be none the wiser as I usually miss the advertisements in the locals papers. I need colourful pictures to entice my interest!!
Unfortunately takings photos in the Museum is a big no no, so I have borrowed some from the artists website of a few of the things that I saw. The tank on the left is actually an aquarium and full of gold fish, so amazing, and on loan from a private collection. The small Giraffe was there but believe me it wasn't small. My favourite was the Morris Minor that has been completely corrugated!! I did ask how the hell they got it inside the building, and there is a lift that was obviously is big enough, but only just. Such a cool car close up. There was a flock of chickens in all sorts of colours, fabulous letter boxes, laser cut things to hang on your wall, and some very very amazing sculptures, like a huge poodle sitting. I think I could go for a second look.
When I was getting dressed this morning for work it look suspiciously like summer, as in the sun was SHINING!! By the time I got home after lunch it was greying over so I whizzed outside in the slightest drizzle to show off my outfit, minus my shoes, and the long red coat that I had worn.
Before coming home tho I did make a stop off at the Hospice shop in town, as all clothes are only $2.50 and you just never know what you will find. And today I found this gorgeous Desigual skirt, and yes, only $2.50!!! At the supermarket while getting essentials I decided I would dye my hair, so by tomorrow blonde will be gone and for the very first time in my entire life I will be dark. I am quite excited and either way if it looks good or I look like a complete arse I will share. Oh and the Hugh Fernleaf-grow-it-all book was in my letter box, I bought it off trade me for $10, and tonight I will have my nose buried in it. I always watch any program with good old Hugh boy in, so now I have a book.
Just in case my hair is an epic fail, remember this: