Last night after a very sticky, hot day, I was having a cool bath in the dark. Our bath tub is beside a window so I opened it up to gaze out at the moon. Something jumped onto the fence about two feet away from me. I could see from its silhouette in the darkness that it was a baby possum. It just stayed still and kept staring at me. When I got out, Andrew thinks it might have been overheated and sensed the water in the bathroom so the kids took out a drink of water for it to lap from. It reminded me of the most frightening possum bathtub story I've heard. A girl from our old street was having a bath at night when a huge adult possum sat on their skylight in the roof, which was situated just over the bathtub. The skylight broke beneath its weight and the possum ended up in the bathtub with my friend and as you can imagine, both of them were absolutely beside themselves with shock! I understand it was quite sometime before she dared venture into a bathtub again, preferring showers after that.

As we're heading off in the caravan for our short holiday next Monday, I've been trying to get some good Christmas shopping done. Some of the toys on the market seem a bit crazy to me. I'm thinking of the "Pirates of the Caribbean" toys. Logan went to see that movie during the holidays with a few of his cousins and friends. As there were no accompanying adults, the theatre staff carefully asked them all their ages. Logan, at 11, was the youngest. Because his cousin Jarrad was 16, they were all allowed in. Jarrad was supposedly the guiding, stable, paternal figure, which made us all chuckle. My question now is, as that movie has such an adult rating, why are toys for little kiddies Blake's age being made? Plastic pirate ships with little movie action figures, tiny masks and so on? Surely those guys are too young to know much about the movie.

Tomorrow we're having a surprise 70th birthday party for my Mum, at my sister's place. Andrew and I will be making a few salads and a dessert to take along. My parents don't have clue what's in the air. They have become very private and reclusive in their recent years and like nothing more than their own company. They think they're having a simple little visit for my nephew, Travis' birthday. Dad is planning to go home as soon as he can to watch the cricket on T.V. The expressions on their faces are going to be priceless when they see the sea of relatives! My sister ordered a $60.00 cake for the occasion which my brother and I will both contribute $20.00 toward. I could not imagine how a cake could be possibly be worth $60.00 but apparently this one is an almond nougat cake that serves 40 people. I don't know which will be most priceless, the cake or Dad's flabbergasted expression. But as I'm not much a of a 'party' person myself, it'll be a relief all round when it's over.