<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:07:36.044+10:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST N</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-2659184741135518749</id><published>2008-04-21T13:58:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T14:04:30.170+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a change</title><content type='html'>Right it is time im getting older and fatter diet time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-6144899513174701126</id><published>2007-07-08T21:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T16:40:05.043+11:00</updated><title type='text'>HI   !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q-49LoCcQ6k/RpDQnm_mKRI/AAAAAAAAABc/werY4l2fyTU/s1600-h/doc+nick.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q-49LoCcQ6k/RpDQnm_mKRI/AAAAAAAAABc/werY4l2fyTU/s320/doc+nick.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084793358202054930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-6144899513174701126?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q-49LoCcQ6k/RpDQnm_mKRI/AAAAAAAAABc/werY4l2fyTU/s72-c/doc+nick.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-1316777589004337583</id><published>2007-04-23T21:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T16:40:05.826+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Days to remember !!</title><content type='html'>Now i really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what to say,  but what i do for a living does have some great things about it like all the furniture i want at great prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it has some shitty parts to it as well , Recently i had to go and pick up some furniture and other things from a deceased estate. His name was Jack and he lived in and around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Warragul&lt;/span&gt; for most of his life now i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; now much about him but as i was collecting his stuff ( it really does suck sometimes ) his son just wanted everything gone  and what we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; take was going in the bin , now i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; like to waist  anything so i dug through a few things in his shed and took them home for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nic&lt;/span&gt; just wash tubs and bits and pieces. But in the skip i found heaps and i mean heaps of negatives .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scanned a few and played around with them for a while .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q-49LoCcQ6k/RiyRjwVbVrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hg4fvVQorno/s1600-h/jack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q-49LoCcQ6k/RiyRjwVbVrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hg4fvVQorno/s320/jack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056576525086447282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to get this done as someone has to remember  he was a pilot in the R.A.A.F based at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Laverton&lt;/span&gt; , he was shipped over to Japan by the looks of some of the photos i have looked at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q-49LoCcQ6k/RiySQQVbVsI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GEgXouWelxw/s1600-h/plane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q-49LoCcQ6k/RiySQQVbVsI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GEgXouWelxw/s320/plane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056577289590625986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated to think all his old war items would be going into the bin, i also found his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;air force&lt;/span&gt; leather cap and gloves i have placed them in a cupboard till i find his son but he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hasn't&lt;/span&gt; returned my phone calls , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; some people just get the money we pay and leave never to be seen again.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q-49LoCcQ6k/RiyXnwVbV0I/AAAAAAAAABU/ANTzYiBIyhA/s1600-h/japanese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q-49LoCcQ6k/RiyXnwVbV0I/AAAAAAAAABU/ANTzYiBIyhA/s320/japanese.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056583190875690818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q-49LoCcQ6k/RiyTzQVbVtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kAlEqQOYV6U/s1600-h/fuji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q-49LoCcQ6k/RiyTzQVbVtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/kAlEqQOYV6U/s320/fuji.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056578990397675218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must have been a very lucky man as so many did not return.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q-49LoCcQ6k/RiyV2QVbVyI/AAAAAAAAABE/qfQ-h4G6xEo/s1600-h/tank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q-49LoCcQ6k/RiyV2QVbVyI/AAAAAAAAABE/qfQ-h4G6xEo/s320/tank.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056581240960538402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the next few days i will be remembering all those that have fought for Australia and i hope  you will be too, Spare a thought for Jack and his mates i know i will....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;whilst you="" are="" thinking="" odf="" al="" those="" men="" spare="" a="" thought="" for="" jack="" and="" his="" mates="" know="" i="" will="" be=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q-49LoCcQ6k/RiyV2gVbVzI/AAAAAAAAABM/qmEVWUhjn7w/s1600-h/when+we+were+young.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q-49LoCcQ6k/RiyV2gVbVzI/AAAAAAAAABM/qmEVWUhjn7w/s320/when+we+were+young.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056581245255505714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks fellas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Cya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/whilst&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-1316777589004337583?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/1316777589004337583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=1316777589004337583&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/1316777589004337583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/1316777589004337583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2007/04/days-to-remember.html' title='Days to remember !!'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q-49LoCcQ6k/RiyRjwVbVrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hg4fvVQorno/s72-c/jack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-1623337811380374810</id><published>2007-04-11T15:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T21:55:24.081+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged thanks NIC!!!</title><content type='html'>Are you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A cuddle?  Yes Anyone , Anywhere , Anytime.&lt;br /&gt;2. A morning person?  I do like getting up early  as i have to be at work at 6.00 am.&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you a perfectionist?  Nope.&lt;br /&gt;4. Talented?  Hell yeah i can do a one handed hamburger and juggle.&lt;br /&gt;5. In your pyjamas?  No but I'd love to be.&lt;br /&gt;6. Left handed?  No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last:&lt;br /&gt;1. Friend you saw:   Scott Beggs&lt;br /&gt;2. Phoned:    Scott Beggs&lt;br /&gt;3. Sent text:  Scott Beggs &lt;br /&gt;4. Received text:   Scott Beggs&lt;br /&gt;5. Message over my space:  Brownie.&lt;br /&gt;6. Instant message:  Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wore:&lt;br /&gt;1. To bed?  Nothin but a pair of shorts ( think fat bastard ) mm sexy....lol&lt;br /&gt;2. Last night was: Bad fishing&lt;br /&gt;3. Got any plans: Get to the gym..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite:&lt;br /&gt;1. Number: 69 dude, Excellent&lt;br /&gt;2. Color: Yellow&lt;br /&gt;3. Season: Winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently:&lt;br /&gt;1. Missing: My fishing rod&lt;br /&gt;2. Needing: More fishing&lt;br /&gt;3. Wanting: To be able to catch a fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* First thing you did this morning: Fell over got dressed and went to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Last thing you ate:  Krispee kreame donuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Do you have anything bothering you? Yes  but i will be dealing with that soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* What's the last movie you saw? Pokemon - Lucardio and the secret of Mew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Where is the last place you went? To the Gym&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Do you wish upon stars? Every time i see one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Are you a friendly person? Yes whats it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Where did you sleep last night?: In my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* What color shirt are you wearing? White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* When was the last time you really cried?  Last time i looked at my paycheck...... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* What was your last thought before you went to sleep last night?  Shit my holidays are over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* What are you about to do? Recover from the gym and finish this tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* If you could drink anything right this second, what would it be?  WATER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* What's your job position called?  Chief shit kicker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* What's your favorite month(s)? August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* What's your favorite bottled water? TAP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* What were you doing at 9pm last night? Defending my poker crown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Did you attend your high school prom?  SHIT NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Did you go to someone Else's prom? Sister in laws oh what fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Do you prefer coffee or tea? Coffee,  and tea when feeling sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Something red within 5 feet?  Well the heater is glowing red close enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* How much french do you know? A bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ever crash a car, been in an accident?  Yes  just a couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Do you look good in yellow? Hell yeah what six foot four person wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Do you sing? Yes love to sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ever sing in public? NOPE NEVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Least favorite color? Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* How many driving tickets have you had? Eleven or twelve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Do you own your own house? Nope we rent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* At what age did you/do you want to get married?  Got married at 22 or 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Have you ever been married? Yes 10 years this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* How many kids do you have/want? I have two.....that i know off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Do you like anyone right now? There is this special friend , she knows who she is&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-1623337811380374810?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/1623337811380374810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=1623337811380374810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/1623337811380374810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/1623337811380374810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2007/04/tagged-thanks-nic.html' title='Tagged thanks NIC!!!'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-117368801504682169</id><published>2007-03-12T20:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T20:26:55.060+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Days of Old.</title><content type='html'>Yes once again I went fishing with Dodgy Dave  ,  I love fishing but hardly get the chance too  as work and family commitments often get in the way , But every now and then I get to slip out with Dodgy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only go out the back of Drouin or Neerim South not to far away as we both hate to travel for too long to go fishing,  It was a little over cast and the wind was getting up making for a cold day so we decided not to walk the river ,That being said Dodgy was in five minutes later so was I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a lot of Trout in the river they would follow the lure out and the last second dart off , this happened over and over and is quite annoying .  We kept getting snagged and caught in the trees , I even had to climb up a tree to rescue my $16 lure , I'm not letting that one out of my sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Dave had this nice trout sneak up on his lure , he cast out again and got stuck in the tree so he said for me to cast out and try ,Well one cast and he was on.....Not to much reeling in as the Creek wasn't that wide in this spot a few moments later we landed a nice Rainbow trout..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/1600/918488/dodgy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/320/982990/dodgy2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I say we as fishing with The Dodgy Bros. is a team sport ,we both caught it so we both had our photo taken with it...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/1600/500674/dodgy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/320/995067/dodgy1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-117368801504682169?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/117368801504682169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=117368801504682169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/117368801504682169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/117368801504682169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2007/03/days-of-old.html' title='Days of Old.'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-117263336336146213</id><published>2007-02-28T13:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T15:08:44.623+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Have I been ?</title><content type='html'>Tired , exhausted and literally couldn't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been forever since I have had the chance to sit down and write in here , Not to mention get the camera out and get a few pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what has been going on , Not a lot just with this new job of mine  I get tired at night and I rarely make it past ten at night , Nic and I are like ships passing in the night and catching up on what's what ( I'm the ugly tanker ;)...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/1600/812662/me%20and%20nic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/320/562313/me%20and%20nic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most fun thing that has happened lately is the kids and I went garage shopping the other week , we try and go most weeks depending on events in the family life , I ran into a friend  who was having a garage sale , haven't spoken in years  but was nice to catch up anyway  he had a canoe in the grass,  I did have to ask how much and it was my favorite price FREE .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very funny loading this fifteen foot canoe onto the rodeo , luckily we only live just up the hill..;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/1600/684918/canoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/320/867265/canoe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically I have been spending time on the canoe getting it ready for its maiden voyage, had a few cracks in it but that's about it so a quick patch up and a little paint it is now ready for the timber rail around the top , which is proving to be tricky , might have to  get a few of the boys around to help bend the timber and twist at same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/1600/164565/canoe%20of%20death.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/320/787725/canoe%20of%20death.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have a couple of photos, as I forgot to blog about it , I was too excited so when I Finnish it I will post some more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cya for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-117263336336146213?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/117263336336146213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=117263336336146213&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/117263336336146213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/117263336336146213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2007/02/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where Have I been ?'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-117005095909164060</id><published>2007-01-29T16:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T17:11:25.890+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged?</title><content type='html'>Well &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.typepad.com/just_like_heaven/"&gt;Nic&lt;/a&gt; has tagged me so I thought I better do it , I have to list six weird things about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My foot is a foot long ......;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I cant wash the dishes without stacking them first into sections.....:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I collect bottle caps from different beers...( for a friend though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm addicted to poker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I can wiggle my ears....;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I can lick the top of my nose ..........LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about it for me I bet there are a thousand more weird things about me but some are just to weird to mention .....LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might give &lt;a href="http://www.georgesfunkyworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;George&lt;/a&gt; a tagging he loves it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-117005095909164060?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/117005095909164060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=117005095909164060&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/117005095909164060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/117005095909164060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2007/01/tagged.html' title='Tagged?'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-116963381269827437</id><published>2007-01-24T21:01:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T21:16:52.796+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday or is it Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Well today was a little better but I'm still getting over yesterday kind of anyway , Today I was stuck in the shop all day and where are all the people gone, I've never seen the place so quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like a ghost town not many cars going past and  none stopping,  I did finally get a few customers in and took a few orders and made a few dollars but on a whole it is dead . Must be the drought, must be the fires, must be the rain, must be the heat who knows not me but I was told today that it is January whatever that means .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway not much to say but at least I'm alive  and by the way I didn't win poker last night , I gave it a good try but there was about eighty people there and I got down to about twenty-ish so I was happy in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must be off see-ya......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-116963381269827437?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/116963381269827437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=116963381269827437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116963381269827437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116963381269827437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2007/01/wednesday-or-is-it-tuesday.html' title='Wednesday or is it Tuesday'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-116952847750351265</id><published>2007-01-23T15:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T16:01:17.536+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrrrrrr I Hate Mondays</title><content type='html'>Yeah I now its Tuesday but by god it feels like a Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant do anything right today It all started this morning at 5.25am yep before even sunrise I had no car to get to work so I rode my bike I was halfway down the hill when I realized my tire was flatish but to late had to keep going ,  you know how much fun it is riding with  a flat tyre grrrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got to my truck twenty minutes later and you know I thought I was unfit, but I did alright it was the last hill that killed me  anyway off to Traralgon to load all went well loaded off to Warragul  to unload open the door the load had moved and out fell a towbar, ( insert load swear word here ) Now you might have at one stage walked behind a car and walked into the towball before so you kind of now the pain I was in grrrrrrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limping of  back to the truck, off to Korumburra to unload a couple of forty-four Gallon ( 208 litre ) drums . You think it would be easy back truck up unload with forklift off I go but noooooooo this guy doesn't have a fork lift he has a front end loader tractor,  I said I don't think this is a good idea as we slid them off the truck and onto his loader the drum went straight through the pallet oh well  told ya grrrrrrrrrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off I went now twenty minutes behind  thanks farmer guy for that raced off down the road to Leongatha and quick pick up  here and there and whoosh off to Wonthaggi I got a phone call from the big chief in Melbourne wanting to know if I had down a delivery or not and I told him I had and he then proceeded to say " Any  chance you can get that there any earlier" . I had been flying everywhere trying to make up time but still not good enough Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just got the contract for Bayford which supplies all the westaway ford in south gippsland only one slight problem with that ,They all want there parts delivered by nine in the morning, ten the latest Now I do my best at the best of the time, but I cant be in three places at once  especially when they are all so far apart once again Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finished the run and then my phone went from my other boss wanting to know why I wasn't back by now , I wasn't far away so I got back changed trucks and went to do some look ats and they were fun , Why on earth do people store rubbish furniture in storage for years and want a million dollars for it when they decide to get rid of it , broken tables , wonky legs , ripped chairs , sorry but not interested and then they abuse me for stuffing them around  Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've finished for the day and now I'm at home with the kids in the peace and quiet of my home and my phone rings again,  The other boss telling me he is getting rid of the fuel cards and changing to a new system of fuel allowance, We pay, keep log books and every month have to go in and claim it back , How much do I hate that idea&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I better win poker tonight or watch out world .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-116952847750351265?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/116952847750351265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=116952847750351265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116952847750351265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116952847750351265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2007/01/grrrrrrr-i-hate-mondays.html' title='Grrrrrrr I Hate Mondays'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-116886054084561940</id><published>2007-01-15T21:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T22:29:00.860+11:00</updated><title type='text'>What a trip..</title><content type='html'>Aaaahhhh another week has started and it is as I thought nice and easy,&lt;br /&gt;quiet day early finish no stress ( yet )....LOL...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off to south gippsland today again well that is the run I do but today was weird,  I don't know why but I did get a nice photo on the way around the Milky Way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/1600/440471/earth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/320/487933/earth.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it was a little bit out of the way but to get a good shot one will go a bit out of the way , I did set the timer and get one of me waving  over there......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/1600/223345/me%20waving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/320/685748/me%20waving.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really can you tell its me be honest I think I had my pirate eye happening ,  oh well better luck next time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i know boring as I am but my life is  boring I drive trucks now.....;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-116886054084561940?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/116886054084561940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=116886054084561940&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116886054084561940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116886054084561940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-trip.html' title='What a trip..'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-116851761178353511</id><published>2007-01-11T21:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T20:38:35.516+11:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all over now.</title><content type='html'>Well all good things must come to an end , Yep my holidays are over,  all gone , finitto, bye bye free world .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day back is always the worst I reckon , they always leave everything for me while I'm away unloading trucks, fixing things, re-arranging the shops , clean , dust etc etc, but I got it all done by lunch and spent the rest of the day just cruising around serving customers. I was told by a friend once when coming back from holidays always come back on a Thursday  never Monday well I have been doing that for a while now and it rocks .....;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days back then two days off again, well you have to ease back into work  , just think if you came back on Monday by Tuesday your fried already wanting another holiday so next time try it and see for yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/1600/757209/follow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/320/452969/follow.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well what has been happening not a lot we did go off to Arthurs Seat it was windy , rainy but that is how I like it below thirty degrees and cold good reason for snuggling ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/1600/858817/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/320/724985/love.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some interesting fun searching for somewhere to eat , there was no room for us anywhere I still reckon it was the weird face painted kids we both had with us ....LOL  but we finaly found a restaurant that fed us all  great day out I think .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/1600/113891/rude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/320/70187/rude.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow is another day and I'm off fishing again once again I've been told  to bring my water wings as we are heading into the river man I think I'm enjoying all this river walking to much as I cant wait , best be off as The Amazing Race is nearly finished and I'm getting excited  to see who wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow the &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/amazing_race8/teams/bio_linz.shtml"&gt;Linz Family&lt;/a&gt; won thank god, Now I'm crying they are saying such nice things about each other I'm such a big girls blouse....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/1600/937569/nutter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/320/414999/nutter.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cya again sniffle sniffle.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-116851761178353511?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/116851761178353511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=116851761178353511&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116851761178353511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116851761178353511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-all-over-now.html' title='It&apos;s all over now.'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-116746330642318626</id><published>2006-12-30T18:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T20:00:07.756+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A day out</title><content type='html'>Wow what a day, Poker last night at Davids didnt really play well but then again thats me good one day shit the rest, but i didnt care to much about last night today was the day that i was going to go fishing with Dodgey Dave and another co-worker .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went out to the latrobe river and i thought he was joking when he said they were going to walk the river in they went , and yes it was cold at first but after a certain part of the anatomy gets wet it doesnt matter anymore.....lol.lol....;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/1600/174450/LT1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/320/57898/LT1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new lure and rod for the occasion  and the dude behind the counter said it was the best and by god he was right i had one cast and i had caught a small trout but as usual it got off just near the bank.....lol off we went up the river for a few hundred metres and normally i am the one who falls in the water but since i was already in my clumsy-ness had been taken care of, Anthony though keeped tripping over and over and going under and under soooooooooooooo funny......lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did catch a nice trout later on after we all ended up swimming as we came across a spot that we could not find the bottom of the river i dont think i have laughed so hard for a while, all i saw was a hat floating on the river and no Dave to be seen . We ended  up going back after a few hours of fishing soaking wet but had a great time doing it , we all floated back down the river which was harder than walking up, We came across a few dickheads with their 4wd in the river being true knobs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/1600/175191/yab2_resize_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/320/337706/yab2_resize_resize.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back we decided to go yabbing, about half an hour later we had a bucket full and that was about it off home to eat our bounty but i cat be bothered cooking so might eat them tomorrow , in all it was a fantastic day out cant wait to go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/1600/775404/yab1_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/320/965658/yab1_resize.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-116746330642318626?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/116746330642318626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=116746330642318626&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116746330642318626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116746330642318626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/12/day-out.html' title='A day out'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-116652797279579955</id><published>2006-12-19T22:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T22:32:52.813+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I suck at poker</title><content type='html'>Yep that's right the champ sucks at poker the other week I was on fire slaying my opposition  like ants this last couple of weeks I have bombed out in the first ten minutes, Weeks and weeks of playing  and I still suck man I thought once I had won it would be like yeah here's my cards read them and weep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every hand I won with last time lost this time what had I done go to cocky most likely.....LOL&lt;br /&gt;so that it is no more poker for me I quit..... No more I say this because it was the last night of the year for this round.. At least I made it to the top at least once , over all I landed 16th which isn't to bad out of sixty to seventy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well that is about it for me as I'm falling asleep as I type this having trouble getting used to getting up at 5.30 am everyday .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I have a trophy and a medal ( all ready got the chest to pin it on  ) and a fifty dollar voucher so not to bad ...Might show off my medal and trophy but they are out in the pool room&lt;br /&gt;and cant be bothered getting them night night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-116652797279579955?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/116652797279579955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=116652797279579955&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116652797279579955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116652797279579955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-suck-at-poker.html' title='I suck at poker'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-116539942727814921</id><published>2006-12-06T20:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T21:03:47.293+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Champion !!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well someone's got to blow my horn   ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I play poker every Tuesday night down at the local downtowner, Its all free and you don't play with your own money all chips just a good night out in general. I meet up with a few friends down there  and laugh and just have a good time never too serious for us anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really last too long as I'm not that good at bluffing or even how the cards work in my favor just bet and hope for the best . It started out well I was winning a lot of hands and my small amount of money that I start with was now huge , the first break came and went and I was still in wow I'm normally out by then LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every ten to fifteen minutes the blinds go up they start at $25 and $50 and when you get to the end table they get to $5000 and $10000, but back to the game, there is about fifty to sixty people every week with eight on a table , I always sit with the same people but once you take all there money you get moved around to empty chairs on other tables. I was nearly out so many times I lost count, But lady luck was on my side I made it to the next break and now I was down to the final table , the final thirteen they didn't last long I went to the final table as the chip leader with about $30000 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said earlier the blinds take most of your money before long I was down to about  $10000   but two minutes later I was back up again with now only three of us left I have never gotten this far before , the best I have done is 8th I was in for the long run and the other two went all in and one  bet me but I had more money so I was still in , Now it was me and this guy called Frank a veteran gambler .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went all in so I matched him I had an ace and a ten he had a king and a queen the cards were placed on the table nothing came up until the last two cards , a pair of fives bugger me I had won the match WHOOOOHOOOO for me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won a trophy and a gold chip , also a fifty dollar voucher from the downtowner I was shocked but I know it wont happen again so once again WHOOOOOOOHOOOO  too me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I must be off and brag a little more to anyone who will listen.................LOL........ ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-116539942727814921?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/116539942727814921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=116539942727814921&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116539942727814921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116539942727814921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/12/champion.html' title='Champion !!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-116462491603929390</id><published>2006-11-27T21:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T21:55:16.053+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Did someone pass wind ?</title><content type='html'>Well our photos on the weekend went as well as could be, but as a wise &lt;a href="http://www.georgesfunkyworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;guru&lt;/a&gt;  told me once you cant polish a turd, I did the best blue steel I could muster and it was over very quickly , you will no doubt see photos on  &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.typepad.com/just_like_heaven/"&gt;Nic&lt;/a&gt;  blog soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many beautiful things in this world and I am not one of them so I feel sorry for &lt;a href="http://raylenewilkinson.typepad.com/relatively_speaking/"&gt;Raylene&lt;/a&gt; but thanks for trying LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've said before there is a lot of beautiful things in the world and  I don't think these are them, I drive past them on a daily basis and they are horrible , I know they produce power but my goodness surely solar power would be better .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/1600/649050/wind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/320/326195/wind.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in another sense they are really fascinating to watch as I was driving through Toora I couldn't take my eyes of them, I even went up the lookout to get these photos , I sat there and just pondered. They are so quiet they make a gentle whisking sound, I haven't been this close to them before very impressive on a grand scale .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/1600/674295/lots%20of%20wind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/320/592001/lots%20of%20wind.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there is a lot of opposition to these things I might have to agree with them they do kind of wreck the scenery but with the ever growing population I suppose we need all the help we can get .As you can tell by this post not much is happening in the world of Nathan but we did get photos done and we all went to Smorgys again . The Mac's and the Fin's and we had Raylene join us too. Might have a new job soon as I think I am going to shoot my boss (just dreaming) he driving me up the wall at the moment only three more weeks then im on holidays aaaaaahhhhh...............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to follow in the foot steps of the guru G I couldn't stop and take photos without slipping a cow in....( I know its a bull but that's the best I could get LOL )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/1600/209280/bll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2918/3018/320/470080/bll.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cya all soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for the weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still apologize for the accident at Smorgys......LOL...;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-116462491603929390?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/116462491603929390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=116462491603929390&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116462491603929390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116462491603929390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/11/did-someone-pass-wind.html' title='Did someone pass wind ?'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-116415800673416365</id><published>2006-11-22T11:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T21:15:08.180+11:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN</title><content type='html'>Fun, yep that is what  i had down in Bairnsdale . I stuffed myself silly at Pizza Hut on friday night, the food was really nice the kids had chips mainly and lots of ice cream for tea. When we got to &lt;a href="http://ambermcalpine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ambers&lt;/a&gt; folks house it was late so we really didnt  get a chance to look around out side much but the inside was beautiful, filled with loads of antiques, lots of colored glass , and lamps her dad collects them i hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We crawled into bed late that night after a few drinks &lt;a href="http://ambermcalpine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ambers&lt;/a&gt; brother turned up and we had a few more drinks with him , Funny bloke Mark is i got on well with him i think anyway. The next morning i was up with the sun and waited patiently for everyone else to wake up. The night before Mark said he was thinking of going garage saling, i told him if he was i would go with him .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i have told you before im addicted to these bloody things i even go when on holidays i cant help myself ....lol...;) We found a few treasures  mainly a few things for the kids but i found more poker chips and some more playing cards for friday night games. george and i decided to go fishing  ( alone ) but we all ended up going to paynesville for the after noon,  didnt really get to go fishing only for a little while anyway doesnt matter, We all came back hungry and a bbq was in order for the wheather had been fantastic, all meals were eaten outside and the kids got to run around the yard because it was a completly inclosed yard. More drinks and another night of crawling of to bed...lol..( and yep i think we are turning into alchoholics lol ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASunday by the time we got organised we headed of to Lakes Entrance for  fish and chips on the beach. I was playing with the frisbee for a while and by god you forget how hard it is to run on the beach and how hard the sand is when doing a dive for a frisbee, man i think i have bruised my ribs. Well at least it was HEALTHY for me to be running on the beach, and yes i got wet, whenever there is water near i will always get wet , i cant help it i love water ( and i had to get the frisbee back before it got to tassie ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great day sunday and a quick tea and what do you know a few more drinks lol , Mark had gone to Melbourne so we all got to let it all out and relax a bit more anyway , a couple of movies and another late night and plenty of laughs , Its very NOISEY at night down in bairnesdale but you get used to after a while and sleep through it in the end. We were going home on Sunday but it was getting to late so we decided to go on monday, a huge pancake breakfast was fantastic i dont think there was a pancake left and there was a lot of them. We ended up going just after lunch i didnt want to go at all it was so nice , but we all have work and other commitments , we headed off to Carmen and Phillips,  we dont ever go and see them as we rarely come up this way at all. it was a quick visit as Carmen and phillip had to go to work but still a quick visit is better than no visit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped and rosedale to get some lunch from the bakery yummy stuff, And then off to sale to fix the car,  as the rubber that holds the muffler on had broken on the wayup  or the other day anyway, it took them five minutes to fix and twenty four dollars later we were on our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had just got into Traralgon and Alex said he felt like he was going to be sick , we just got him out when he chucked everywhere , all over his hands and clothes we thought he was done we sat back in the car and whammo he chucked all over the carpet, now the smell got to &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.typepad.com/just_like_heaven/"&gt;Nic&lt;/a&gt; or the sight of all that vomit she chucked too. Im a simpathy chucker so i wasnt going to be far behind them but i managed to keep it in, we had spare clothes for alex to chuck in and we had vomit everywhere and now &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.typepad.com/just_like_heaven/"&gt;Nic&lt;/a&gt; had even more washing to do when we got home, Alex was fine he had his tea and went to bed no problems, &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.typepad.com/just_like_heaven/"&gt;Nic&lt;/a&gt; sorted the washing and i went and scrubbed the car clean,well enough to get the smell and vomit out anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was really the icing on the cake for me i had a great time with the &lt;a href="http://ambermcalpine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mc Alpines&lt;/a&gt; and i think i need another holiday ive got the bug for them now.....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cya all later&lt;br /&gt;there was to be photos but blogger sucks tonight grrrrrrrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-116415800673416365?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/116415800673416365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=116415800673416365&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116415800673416365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116415800673416365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/11/fun.html' title='FUN'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-116366280428019336</id><published>2006-11-16T18:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T18:40:04.296+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Week</title><content type='html'>I have been flat out this week as I am doing a courier job that starts at six in the morning  and finishes at about two or three in the arvo. I really like it as I get to drive all over South Gippsland, I really like it when I have to go to Philip Island as it is such a long way away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I came across on my journeys has made me sad but in a weird kind of way that is, I came across this house when I was in Mirboo North ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/pops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/pops.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing special about this house  except it is where my Pop's house used to be I was stunned it was gone and this thing was in its place . I spent a lot of time and I mean a lot of time at my Grandparents house growing up there was fantastic, this is were I learnt about vegetable gardening as his backyard was half concrete and half vege patch.We spent hours together in the garden he loved his garden so much he even had a little patch for me, whatever I wanted to plant I could , I even learnt how to ride a bike here and how to take a trailer of rubbish to the tip and bring back two.....LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the road was a huge paddock where the old train station used to be and a heap of cypress trees to play in , they touch the trees out and built a B.M.X track opposite his house .My brother and I both got b.m.x's that year mine was yellow and red , Jasons was blue and yellow. It was my first time on a track with jumps and turns and whoopdy doo's I crashed bad and did damage to My ribs and was in hospital for a day or two. I went back as soon as I was healed............................................................ And crashed again LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now there is this........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/park.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a fantastic looking park I will admit, but all my memories of this area came back to me at once and it kind of over welmed me a little but I did manage to smile through it and  nothing stops progress I suppose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I mentioned the other day I am going away I cant wait to go away again with the Mac's as it seems like forever since we have been together . We all have been so busy the last few weeks and I am really looking forward to going down to Bairnsdale and having a great relaxed time (might even slip a little fishing in :)  ) with all of them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the next few days off work and I hope we catch up with everyone we know down that way too. I used to live down that way as well so it will be interesting to see if my old house is still there or is it to gone to progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going now to get everything ready for the weekend and a HAPPY BIRTHDAY must be said to Nics dad , HAPPY birthday Bruce you old fart you .....LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya all soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-116366280428019336?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/116366280428019336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=116366280428019336&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116366280428019336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116366280428019336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/11/busy-week.html' title='Busy Week'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-116339724529598936</id><published>2006-11-13T16:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T16:54:05.313+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday-itis</title><content type='html'>Man what a bad case of Monday-itis......!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like crap this morning I couldn't wake up , couldn't get motivated to go to work, couldn't even be bothered making breakfast. So I threw a few things in a bag and went of to work the worst thing was there was heaps of deliveries to Leongatha and Wonthaggi but only a few for Warragul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finished early doing my deliveries and headed back to the shop when I get a phone call saying that I will be doing deliveries on Thursday night, now I don't really care but I finish at three because I start at six in the morning and when I stated that I would be finished by three they said I owed them hours. Man was I pissed I owe them shit I have started early for the last two months and have done two to four hours a day overtime for that time for nothing, so work that out but they always change it so that it is in their favor, I'm glad the phone dropped out as I was turning red and just about to spit the dummy big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is all worked out for now but they still believe I owe them ,but on a better note I went crayfishing yesterday haven't been for years but still thought it would be nice to sit by the creek and watch the world go by, There  is always a catch when someone asks you to help them first then we will go fishing later, and this time was no different ....lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So by the time I went and got some meet from a friend who works for Readford's abbatoirs and then to drouin to pick up Dodgy Dave it was lunchtime and then the helping, Dave is a collector of arcade machines and he has recently bought five more from out at Neerim South. So the drive out in the truck took a while, then the drive to the persons house was just as long down a long and dusty road too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again by the time we got the five machines loaded and headed to the creek we had about half an hour to crayfish....;(&lt;br /&gt;We did catch four or so but they were all to small to eat bummer they are so yummy to eat so we thought next weekend we would go again but this time we go earlier , then I remembered we are going away. Oh well so we ended back at davids house unloaded and that was my big crayfishing day a whole half hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets hope Tuesday is better than Monday  at least I have Wednesday off for Alex's school sports day might take the good camera and try and get a few snaps of the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's about all I have on my brain for now cya.........:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-116339724529598936?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/116339724529598936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=116339724529598936&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116339724529598936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116339724529598936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/11/monday-itis.html' title='Monday-itis'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-116296627759027186</id><published>2006-11-08T16:49:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T17:11:17.606+11:00</updated><title type='text'>All vegied out.</title><content type='html'>Well praise the lord I've done it!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/two%20peas%20in%20a%20pod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/two%20peas%20in%20a%20pod.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We I should say have finally planted the  vegie garden , it took alot of planning and a lot of delegation but it is in. Because of the Melbourne Cup I had a day off and hey I don't even follow horses I don't even know who won but I never nock back a day off .Nic had to work  so I looked after the kids, we all jumped in the car and headed off to the nursery to get some goodies, I let the kids pick the vegie's so we ended up with Tomatoes, Peas, Carrots, capsicum, Spuds and a lot of Corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/corn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/corn.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hopefully soon we will be over flowing with vegies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-116296627759027186?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/116296627759027186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=116296627759027186&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116296627759027186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116296627759027186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/11/all-vegied-out.html' title='All vegied out.'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-116279342783753555</id><published>2006-11-06T16:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T18:50:50.440+11:00</updated><title type='text'>OOPS</title><content type='html'>I didn't get a chance to blog yesterday as we had so much to do but once again we didn't get it all done  infact I don't think I got any of it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did get up nice and early and tidied up around the place getting ready to plant the bloody vege garden as usual something or someone got in our way I don't mind but I have been telling the kids that we will do it this weekend and it has been four or five weekends now. But Nics sister came around with her kids and then her other sister and mum turned up the next thing you now we are having a family get together so much for the weekend vege planting. I have a list of what I'm planting ,where I'm planting and I just cant get to it . Its been rotary hoed compost added weeds removed but still no vege's.........:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooops I will get there next year maybe???????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But later on that sunny afternoon one of the dodgy brothers gave me a call and wanted to go fishing, I asked the warden for a leave pass and was granted on good behavior . We charted the nearest vessel ( holden rodeo ) and set sail for deep water ( the nearest creek ) it was nice just to cruise around the waters edge and chat away about nothing  in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a few nibbles but mainly crayfish , no big fish ;( we ended up somewhere out there and a nice little river appeared so we stomped off through the long grass and sat and fished for a while we thought we would try lures for a while. Better success with the lures as we could see the trout trying to take the lure but would stop just short of eating it bugger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave went off one way and I the other  not long after he left my lure got snagged , being it wasn't my lure I thought I would do my best in getting it back. There was a log just under the surface of the river and a large branch sticking out of the water, I thought piece of cake.&lt;br /&gt;As I gently entered the water I slowly reeled in the extra line to keep my balance nearly there I reached for the branch and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SNAP  &lt;/span&gt;I went straight in up to my armpits in the deepest part I might ad of the river LOL , Bloody freezing at first I could have sang like a choir boy right then ( spanner water ) my cousin calls it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooops oh well I'm in now so up the river I went it was actually nice after a while, I caught up with Dave and he had a good chuckle and then got his lure snagged stopped laughing then didn't he.&lt;br /&gt;I went in and retrieved it for him and once again we headed on different side of the bank, Later I caught a small trout but it slipped of the hook just as I got it on the bank, it was to small any way so I will get him next time but in a whole I had a good day thanks dodgy for the fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to work today it has been a bit quiet so we have looked around for a little more work and they have hired me out to a courier company doing the south gippsland run. I have done it all before so it was a walk in the park for me no training the new boss loved that as normally it is a weeks training to learn where to go with him paying two drivers to do one job. The only draw back for me is that I have to be in traralgon by seven in the morning that really doesn't go down well for me as I'm not a morning person. I really do enjoy driving around the country side  I might start taking my camera with me every now and then, it is good though as I finish at three-ish normally I do the courier work till twelve then do the normal shop stuff and an early finish so that is about it for me as I sit here the phone is going crazy people coming around to visit so I must go ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-116279342783753555?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/116279342783753555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=116279342783753555&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116279342783753555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116279342783753555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/11/oops.html' title='OOPS'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-116263368993963250</id><published>2006-11-04T20:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T20:48:09.960+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted</title><content type='html'>Yep its official I'm addicted to garage sales.....;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to stay away , I try not to read the paper , I try to drive past,  just ignore them I try and try but nope I went this morning again I even walked to get to it too how addicted is that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/garage%20sale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/garage%20sale.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've even got the kids addicted now, Nic had to take Alex to the doc's he has a virus poor little thing he always seems to catch a bug . I had just finished the lawns and had a quick shower and I said in jest to Maddy hey "you want to go to a garage sale " She had a hat on a doll under one arm and a scooter warmed up and on standby quicker than a flash. It was a mighty fine sale about three or for house lots in one , I picked up another board game for the kids and one for the adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new pretty pink handbag for Maddy, a Dragon Ball Z toy for Alex And a pop up Sun shade for me. Nic had rang earlier saying she was going to stop on the way back and we all meet up and went back in the sale and bought a few more bits and pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I said to myself no more until after Xmas but we will see we will see.....LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the rest of the day has been spent going thru Alex's new yugioh cards a bit of a chat with the kids a  bit of a nana nap for me, Made yummy Mexican for tea  and I think I might surf the net for a while and maybe even a movie so until the next sale ........;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-116263368993963250?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/116263368993963250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=116263368993963250&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116263368993963250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116263368993963250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/11/addicted.html' title='Addicted'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-116246263994877692</id><published>2006-11-02T19:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T21:17:19.963+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Old Me</title><content type='html'>How lazy am I , well let me start it has been forever since I have blogged,  it has been  forever since I took the camera out of the cupboard and I cant remember the last time I actually had time to do any of these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was going to be my last post as it really hasn't been high on my priority. But this will be the new beginning I think I hope who knows, oh well lets go for it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had to be up early and I hate getting up early I know seven  in the morning doesn't sound early but to me it is I set the alarm for six fifteen  which with daylight savings ( or robbing ) meant five fifteen in the morning . Today's journey took me to the great suburb of Scorsby I had twenty one chest freezers to pick up yes twenty one of them. It PIDDLED down rain all day as soon as I stepped out of the truck it rained  I thought it was going to be warm today so I was wearing shorts and a short top , bloody idiot  I was freezing as soon as I stopped working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took two hours to load the bloody heavy things and in the rain it was the longest two hours  ever. The guy I was doing this job for had been out drinking and didn't stop till four this morning he started again at ten man I wouldn't even be alive let alone be able to drink so early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was going good actually it was hard heavy lifting but it wasn't that bad I got back into warragul and unloaded the freezers at his house  he came out with a bottle of bubbly called Reginald Langdon Buller sparkling pinot noir chardonnay oh well I like cash myself  but Nic likes it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finished early today picked up Alex from school,  built a helicopter that was supposed to be a xmas stocking stuffer  oops  my fault. Had a yummy tea   and finally got the kids to sleep  and I'm just watching a DVD ,  fallen asleep a few times but hey I'm here by myself  so who cares if I snore .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well best be off hopefully I can get motivated to blog a bit more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-116246263994877692?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/116246263994877692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=116246263994877692&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116246263994877692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116246263994877692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/11/lazy-old-me.html' title='Lazy Old Me'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-116151187218464763</id><published>2006-10-22T19:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T20:11:12.196+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The quick and the sleepy</title><content type='html'>Man this is just a quick one for now, i will do some photos later as i didnt wont any cobwebs growing whilst i was taking photos.....;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W e had some friends for a B.B.Q and a few games of pool last night and we had a good laugh I was wide awake  after our visitors left , Nic came inside and said she was going to bed it was like not even nine thirty, as i sat one the couch i started snoring and was sound asleep.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when morning came around i couldnt get out of bed for the life of me i was soooooo tired too much sleep i think. But finaly i got up and thought about going to trafalgar for the monster garage sale day over forty garage sales on. We ended up going and bought a few things but will put some photos on later maybe even tomorrow just going to chill infront of a movie and maybe even have a nap...or a chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becoming a habbit now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/salute2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/salute2.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live long and prosper..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-116151187218464763?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/116151187218464763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=116151187218464763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116151187218464763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116151187218464763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/10/quick-and-sleepy.html' title='The quick and the sleepy'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-116100553558327067</id><published>2006-10-16T22:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:32:15.603+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day dawns.</title><content type='html'>Another early start to the week as &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com"&gt;Nic&lt;/a&gt; had to get alex up early for him to go to the Melbourne Aquarium. It was good though to be up early as i normaly procrastinate to go to work , but it was such a beautiful day bit chillie but still nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been just hectic around here lately and i havent had time to blog or even get some  photos  so i am trying to get  back to blogging a bit more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has  been flat out this week so far anyway i know it is only monday but i need a BREAK already we had the Mcalpines over for tea on saturday night a nice bbq and a chat. But earlier on &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com"&gt;Nic&lt;/a&gt; had to go to work and i had that rummage feeling again so i decided to go garage saling as soon as &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com"&gt;Nic&lt;/a&gt; left we headed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex was the map reader and Maddy was the list holder and we headed off,  The first one we got to was full of kids toys and stuff i had given the kids some money and told them they could buy what they wanted no questions asked. Maddy being Maddy she went straight to the stuffed animals and  come home with a lovely new wombat and few other bits and pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/Wombat.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/Wombat.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt he lovely i dont know his name yet but wally does ring a bell...lol&lt;br /&gt;Alex is like me he will sit on his money and shop around but the first garage sale we went to he spent the lot on a heap of yugio figures he couldnt resist .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/Yugio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/Yugio.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again i found another chair for &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com"&gt;Nic&lt;/a&gt; dont know why i bought it maybe it was the great price of a dollar &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com"&gt;Nic&lt;/a&gt; likes them but what do you do with all these chairs.....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/Chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/Chair.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We travelled high and low wide and far searching for a bargain and we found a few one of the sales i found these candle holders they still had there tags on them ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/Candle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/Candle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also bought some speakers from the same place they too had there tags on them so to speak , they were still wrapped up in the box they came in subwoofer and two speakers for ten bucks.&lt;br /&gt;One of the last places we went to i found a joke present for &lt;a href="http://ambermcalpine.blogspot.com"&gt;Amber&lt;/a&gt; i had to buy it as she does eat it everyday and i thought this might be funny its 10kg's and i was right we all had a giggle at it ..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/Amber%20present.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/Amber%20present.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between all this coming and going i finally put up my pool table light , it has been sitting on the ground for months and months..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/POOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/POOL.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best be off getting late and i cant keep my eyes open so night night and just for &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com"&gt;Nic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/salute2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/salute2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live long and prosper.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-116100553558327067?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/116100553558327067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=116100553558327067&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116100553558327067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/116100553558327067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/10/another-day-dawns.html' title='Another day dawns.'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115961069189464106</id><published>2006-09-30T18:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T20:04:51.910+10:00</updated><title type='text'>More treasures</title><content type='html'>Once again another busy week at work and lots of goodies bought for the shop, I have told you lots of times I deal in second hand furniture and I LOVE IT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the bug for a rummage this morning and had a quick dig for the gazzette to see what garage sales where on. There were only four or five but I had to phone a friend to find out where they were, So I went and picked him up and the kids came for the ride, Nic as usual was still in her pj's wondering around the house .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first four sales were all old people stuff a couple of frames  for Nic and I bought a new plate that goes on the stove for mass pancake cooking yummo cant wait till morning.......;)&lt;br /&gt;Big batch of pancake parlour pancakes for me... Might share if   I have too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/hot%20plate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/hot%20plate.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to me treasure hunting the last  garage sale was the best one , we found another nu64 with three games for Alex since the last one got broken hey they are cheap and old  but still fun. I don't care how old you are there is always time for a little pirate action hey G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/pirate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/pirate.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/pirate%20captain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/pirate%20captain.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least I did get some new coffee mugs they are different that is what made me buy them they are brand new but old at the same time been trying to find some that I liked everywhere oh they say it is the last place you look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/coffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/coffee.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about it for now might go out tomorrow but then again I do have a large compost bin to build until we meet again farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live long and prosper...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115961069189464106?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115961069189464106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115961069189464106&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115961069189464106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115961069189464106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/09/more-treasures.html' title='More treasures'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115915560388014404</id><published>2006-09-25T13:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T21:34:23.103+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Get Back To Normal</title><content type='html'>Alright where does one start , might start in the middle and see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the best holiday a week ago Nic's Uncle Noel  lives down in Melbourne Kensington to be precise. It is a terrace house I think that is what they call them, He has been offering it to us for a while now, his family go away on holidays over seas somewhere every year for a week or so but we always say no or don't have the time / money but this year we said yes. I know I have probly blogged about it before but it was so nice. We headed of on Friday night about three hours behind when we actually wanted to go but that didn't matter as we were not really in a hurry for once we took our time. We did get there eventually but we stopped here and there , finally got there and got the kids organized of to bed  and we were far behind them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/evg_melbourne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/evg_melbourne.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the new day dawned we had so much to see and do, we love Melbourne,  love its arts,  love it scenery just love it and I do love the street performers ( I just think they carry on too long ) but then it is part of Melbournes charm . There is so much to see, smell , taste  experience the kids are and were fantastic as we strolled through the city streets ,typical tourist rubber necking lots of ooooh's and aaaaahhhh's from the kids and a few from me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/southgate_photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/southgate_photo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I did mention that we went to an exhibition of some great work from one of Nicoles fav painters Charles Blackman , I'm not the biggest art fan but I absolutely love going to galleries and shows but this one was for Nicole, He does wonderful work and the way he has taken the story of Alice in wonderland and transformed it to canvas is fantastic you could literally stand there all day staring at one piece. Nicole has told you in her blog that Alex was with her most of the time as he was so interested in how when why and wow , I had the pleasure of carting a four year old girl around a gallery look a bunny she says and now I'm bored so I really didn't get a great look at all his work but in a whole both kids did well. More exploring of the gallery and of we went to see the city as we were leaving I ran into someone from nova FM doing a promo for some hair do stuff  battered me eye lids and got a couple of samples for free  lucky me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/Blackman%20Charles%20-%20SeaBride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/Blackman%20Charles%20-%20SeaBride.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Federation square had an Indonesian festival on it was fun to watch for a while but we soon moved on and went of to southbank for a quick look we ended up buying some great glasses from a shop filled with everything I want but all we wanted for now was these glasses they were eight in a set but we only wanted two so the lady ( beautiful person ) rang the boss and said she was splitting up the set and she did thanks we love em......:) we also went on a great little tour on the yarra I was a bit resistant to the idea at first but Nicole talked me into it and I'm glad she did it was so much fun, the sun shining of the water and Nicole looked so happy and beautiful once again I feel in love with her even more that day love ya .....;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/Federationsquare2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/Federationsquare2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night George and Amber and there kids came up for the night and  to spend the day with us it was really late I mean really late by the time they left their other previous engagement but it was still even later by the time we had a few drinks and a laugh or two.&lt;br /&gt;I must say I don't think I have ever seen anyone get up so early and excited to get going than our guests, they were up and pumped before I had a coffee. We headed of to the botanical gardens and to the kids garden to have a play before going for a tour of the Shrine. We headed of to the flower clock and then of to the Sunday market which is in front of the arts centre and goes down under into south bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before we even left Warragul I told you I started in the middle  we had new tyres put on the car   and while I was going down the hill I noticed the brakes didn't feel good so there is a mechanic near the tyre fitter I asked him to see if he could fix my brakes if he had time , it looked like he had time as when I went to pick up the car he had replaced the front and rear brakes as both were non existent and the back drum brakes had to be replaced so all up there is a huge big cut out of the budget bugger oh well had to be done..... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the middle we had a great time with the Mc's and ended up going on a tram ride to the docklands to a park and let the kids have a play but it stared to rain so we thought we would catch the next tram but oops that was the last tram we came on oh well of we went for an adventure and a long walk back up southbank and stopped in at southgate for tea everyone was so tired from the long day's walk but it was one of the highlights of the day.Thanks guys for a great run around the city and for the best treasure hunt I've ever been on wow what a prize we found..... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/121117760_c33027f33e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/121117760_c33027f33e_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we packed up the car and headed of to Werribee open range zoo we haven't been there in nearly ten years I think the kids had a great time and so did i.I must say  one of the best feelings is to be able to see excitement on kids faces when they see something they have never seen before. What a long weekend that was as we headed back to Warragul I was thinking I need another holiday to get over this holiday I was stuffed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/werribee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/werribee.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the week had really only just begun it was still school holidays and Alex wanted to go out again so I took him and two of his friends to the cinema to see The Ant Bully pure coincidence that I wanted to see this movie as well. That was an experience taking three seven year old boys out, not rushing back for that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/ant_bully_ver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/ant_bully_ver2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow we ended up being invited to go swimming so of to the indoor pool the next day for us and Maddy came along as well. It was so funny Alex grabbed his swimming noodle and jumped in the pool and went hang on I can swim it has been so long since I took him to the pool, but even funnier was Maddy grabbing her noodle and jumping in to go swimming and she remembered that she cant swim it was like watching the titanic going down over she went slowly, slowly then whoosh she went down. Now I know what your thinking bad dad but I had my shoes off on Standby and I was in the water getting her up within a blink of an eye but she is stubborn like her mum so I had to let her find out for herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again we ended up being invited out the next day to go to tom's house for a play , it got changed to going to giggles indoor funhouse ( not so much fun for adults ) Hours later and still there someone mentioned a computer and Vic pounced on me Nathan knows how to fix PC's .&lt;br /&gt;So I tried and tried to get out of fixing it but me being I said I would come around and have a look  meaning I will get there one day soon , I don't know how but I ended up at her house getting the PC and taking it home  and trying to fix . I wont bore you with detail on that one but lets say lots of hours later one fixed PC but when I got home we had to rush out the door to go to Nana's house for tea and then rush back out the door for Nic to go to work man I need a drink but peter came around ( Nana's boyfriend ) and we watched a movie that was good enough of a relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the week has gone pretty fast this week I was thinking a quiet weekend to relax into the return to work on Monday but no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawns had to be whipper snipped and mowed and yard need tiding up a lot as we haven't been near the house for ages, four hours or so later were heading of to drouin to see my nephew's Kyle and Darren ( Darren is a ringin but still I treat him like my nephew great kid long story ) it felt like we were there for ages having a good chat to Kyle's mum Tanya but we had to go it was getting late . Got the kids of to bed and had a few drinks to try and relax a bit more but we ended up talking to A &amp; G and we somehow got invited or invited ourselves to go to the Museum with them, so back to the city we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually were running on time for once we got to the museum pretty early so to have a wonder through then about half way through the museum we went and had a picnic  in the under ground carpark, it was fantastic the kids thought it was great so did I, How boring having a picnic in the park be adventures go underground LOL. Back in the museum and talked and walked and walked and talked  it was a really long trip AROUND the museum with four kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/museum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/museum.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to the park for a play back on the swings again and a quick slide for me. It was really cold and blowing a gail but still lots of fun , we decided to go out for tea but not just anywhere would do we had to find a nice little place called Volcano Joes better known as Smorgy's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family have been to Smorgy's before in Geelong I believe their is five of them in Victoria I've been to two, three more to go!  And the big fat pig award goes to me I couldn't even walk once I left there, you know the feeling tired pants undone but still s small sweet craving in the back of your mind mmm sweets aaaahhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another late home return and I was stuffed literally, I fell asleep on the floor as soon as I layed down Nicole had a shower then I did and we both were asleep pretty quickly not even a cuddle goodnight......;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Monday hits me with shit I've slept in rang the boss he was asleep too he came and got me. I had to take our car to the mechanic again to get the water pump fixed which  when we got back from Melbourne the fuel pump died on Nic when she was running late for work the other day so it has cost us a fortune our car this week, thank god it has been a quiet day today or I think I would scream .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets get back to normal was the name of this post for a reason I want to get back to normal where I sit on my arse and  do nothing for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I think that is everything that has been going on for a while, it will do anyway if you made it this far without falling asleep well done gold star for you, if you made it halfway good for you if you gave up at the first paragraph  I  understand .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks and cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115915560388014404?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115915560388014404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115915560388014404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115915560388014404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115915560388014404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/09/lets-get-back-to-normal.html' title='Lets Get Back To Normal'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115866292166842665</id><published>2006-09-19T20:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T20:48:41.730+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Been away for a while</title><content type='html'>It has been forever since I last blogged but it isn't really high on my todo list at the moment as I have been busy at work and the last few days I have been on holidays I've got a few days left so once again I will leave a few thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in Melbourne for a few days and didn't wont to come back I had the best time and the worst time all in the matter of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked a thousand miles all in a day and boy are my legs tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was a washing demon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are all street performers trained in the same school or are they all just wierdo's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did go and see a great gallery exhibit Charles Blackman .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Werribee smells...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it has a great open range zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant think of anything else right now but I will start to blog a bit more often so I don't forget I've got a memory like a gold fish .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugger I cant think of much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115866292166842665?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115866292166842665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115866292166842665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115866292166842665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115866292166842665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/09/been-away-for-while.html' title='Been away for a while'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115797060740084011</id><published>2006-09-11T19:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T12:38:47.520+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks Nic for the link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bought everyone in the bar a drink ( Very small bar )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Swam with wild dolphins&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Climbed a mountain ( Very small Mountain )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive&lt;br /&gt;5. Been inside the Great Pyramid&lt;br /&gt;6. Held a tarantula&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Taken a candlelit bath with someone(Very Big Bath )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Said "I love you" and meant it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hugged a tree&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;11. Visited Paris&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Seen the Northern Lights&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gone to a huge sports game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Grown and eaten your own vegetables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Touched an iceberg&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Slept under the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Changed a baby's diaper ( Reluctently )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Watched a meteor shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;23.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gotten drunk on champagne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Looked up at the night sky through a telescope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;27&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Had a food fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;28&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bet on a winning horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Asked out a stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;30&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Had a snowball fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;31&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Screamed as loudly as you possibly can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;32&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Held a lamb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Seen a total eclipse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ridden a roller coaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hit a home run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Adopted an accent for an entire day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Had two hard drives for your computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Visited all 50 states&lt;br /&gt;41. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Taken care of someone who was shit faced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Had amazing friends( Have Amazing Friends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;44. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Watched wild whales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stolen a sign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Backpacked in Europe&lt;br /&gt;47. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Taken a road-trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gone rock climbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Midnight walk on the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;51. Visited Ireland&lt;br /&gt;52. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Been heartbroken longer than you were actually in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In a restaurant, sat at a stranger's table and had a meal with them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Visited Japan&lt;br /&gt;55.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Milked a cow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Alphabetized your CDs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pretended to be a superhero&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Super Nathan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sung karaoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lounged around in bed all day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Posed nude in front of strangers ( does steaking count )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gone scuba diving ( well snorkling )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kissed in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Played in the mud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Played in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gone to a drive-in theater ( with a boot load of people)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;67. Started a business&lt;br /&gt;68. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fallen in love and not had your heart broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Toured ancient sites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Taken a martial arts class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Played D&amp;D for more than 6 hours straight ( Dont tell anyone please)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gotten married&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Been in a movie&lt;br /&gt;74. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Crashed a party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;76. Gone without food for 5 days&lt;br /&gt;77. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Made cookies from scratch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Won first prize in a costume contest ( Funny enough dressed like a woman )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Ridden a gondola in Venice&lt;br /&gt;80. Gotten a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;81. Rafted the Snake River&lt;br /&gt;82. Been on television news programs as an expert&lt;br /&gt;83. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Got flowers for no reason ( bought by me )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Performed on stage ( Cows bum  say no more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Been to Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;86. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Recorded music ( Right said fred im too sexy still saying nothing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eaten shark ( flake hello )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Eaten fugu (pufferfish)&lt;br /&gt;89. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Had a one-night stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Gone to Thailand&lt;br /&gt;91. Bought a house&lt;br /&gt;92. Been in a combat zone&lt;br /&gt;93. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Buried one/both of your parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Been on a cruise ship&lt;br /&gt;95. Spoken more than one language fluently&lt;br /&gt;96. Performed in Rocky Horror Picture Show&lt;br /&gt;97. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Raised children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour&lt;br /&gt;99. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;100. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over&lt;br /&gt;101. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge&lt;br /&gt;102. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sang loudly in the car, and didn't stop when you knew someone was looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;103. Had plastic surgery&lt;br /&gt;104. Survived an accident that you shouldn't have survived&lt;br /&gt;105. Wrote articles for a large publication&lt;br /&gt;106. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lost over 100 pounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;107. Held someone while they were having a flashback&lt;br /&gt;108. Piloted an airplane&lt;br /&gt;109. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Petted a stingray ( was dead but still)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;110. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Broken someone's heart ( Bloody hope so )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;111.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ridden a bike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;112. Won money on a T.V. game show&lt;br /&gt;113. Broken a bone&lt;br /&gt;114. Gone on an African photo safari&lt;br /&gt;115. Had a body part of yours below the neck pierced&lt;br /&gt;116. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol ( self defence the rabbit looked like he was packing an uzzi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;117. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild ( magical )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;118. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ridden a horse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;119. Had major surgery&lt;br /&gt;120. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Had a snake as a pet (A red belly black snake)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;121. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon&lt;br /&gt;122. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours ( near death )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;123. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states&lt;br /&gt;124. Visited all 7 continents&lt;br /&gt;125. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days&lt;br /&gt;126. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eaten kangaroo meat ( on a pizza )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;127. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eaten sushi ( never again :( )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;128. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;129. Changed someone's mind about something you care deeply about&lt;br /&gt;130. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gone back to school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;131. Parasailed&lt;br /&gt;132. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Petted a cockroach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;133. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eaten fried green tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;134. Read The Iliad and The Odyssey&lt;br /&gt;135. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Selected one important author who you missed in school, and read ( of mice and men)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;136. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Killed and prepared an animal for eating ( Rabbit Stew yummo )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;137. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Skipped all your school reunions ( never been invited but i would skip )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;138. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language ( everyday with my wife  she always says what the hell are you saying )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;139. Been elected to public office&lt;br /&gt;140. Written your own computer language&lt;br /&gt;141. Thought to yourself that you're living your dream&lt;br /&gt;142. Had to put someone you love into hospice care&lt;br /&gt;143. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Built your own PC from parts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;144. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn't know you&lt;br /&gt;145. Had a booth at a street fair&lt;br /&gt;146. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dyed your hair ( drunk )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;147. Been a DJ&lt;br /&gt;148. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Shaved your head ( When i woke up after being drunk )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;149. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Caused a car accident ( Shine of my bald head )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150. Saved someone's life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think 88 out of 150?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115797060740084011?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115797060740084011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115797060740084011&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115797060740084011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115797060740084011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/09/thanks-nic-for-link-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115754854409295579</id><published>2006-09-06T22:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T23:15:44.230+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>I was reading &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com"&gt;Nic's&lt;/a&gt; blog and I have seen it on &lt;a href="http://ambermcalpine.blogspot.com"&gt;Ambers&lt;/a&gt; blog as well so this is my thoughts for now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I really think too much for my own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Right now I want to run away and live somewhere where there is no one else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I hate how my home isn't big enough to have people over for tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I love the peace and quiet of my children sleeping they are there most beautiful when they are asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  I want to be a better friend to all my friends I just don't have that much time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I want to quit my job and live of the land in a cave somewhere just like a wombat...;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* IM so tired everyday lifting stuff moving heavy things why do I say I can do it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  I hate for what I have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I've never been in love with someone this much before I don't think I could ever put it into words as it is inside my heart, Every time I think of you a tear comes to me eye...xxooxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Why is jealousy such a powerful emotion people define jealousy in different ways, and many feel they do not possess effective strategies for coping with jealousy, I know I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I try everyday to be a better father, friend , husband just in general a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I heard something the other day that I couldn't be happier for, well done to the Hilders..Way too go David woohoo....!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* And for some strange reason the thing I have been thinking of the most this week and here I go again crying   I miss my DAD.. So much I still wish I had more time with you everyday I think of you everytime I look at my son I think I'm the luckiest person in the world and I cry again for I didn't have you but he will always have me for as long as I breathe I will always be there..See you soon dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* After all that I feel tired and I have to get up at four in  the morning so nighty night sleep tight and I hope the bed bugs just nibble tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115754854409295579?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115754854409295579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115754854409295579&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115754854409295579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115754854409295579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/09/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115690493126159809</id><published>2006-08-30T11:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T12:28:51.356+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Wish</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me  etc etc. You know when you get older you really don't care about birthdays anymore, i don't!!  I love that I'm getting older but I really don't like people making it into some huge big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is just another day to me  I know I should care but I don't the only thing I like about it are my kids ,  they love that it was my birthday they went shopping and bought me a great shirt for me and I love it. I had lunch at Nic's mums place and she was making a big deal out of it she wouldn't even let me dry the dishes come on it is only polite to help with the dishes I wasn't going to sit there and watch her do everything. I sound like a grumpy old bugger but really it is only a day when I was born 32 years ago big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my birthday wish I know I'm not suppose to tell anyone as it wont come true but here goes.  I would like everyone to go about there daily things and just be happy they are alive and I will go about mine, yes you can wish me a happy birthday as I do like that it is polite to do so but please don't try to make a fuss as it will be wasted on me. I got so annoyed when everyone was asking what do you want for your birthday and my answer was nothing just a card will do but they all insisted to get me something. I must admit my favorite present was my new Ramones t-shirt apparently it looks good on me.....;) followed close by with my new explorer socks wrapped and sticky taped by the great Miss H, thanks &lt;a href="http://ambermcalpine.blogspot.com"&gt;Mc's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I sound ungrateful now but I get a little sad every time it gets to my birthday for various reasons that most of my friends know and I know that it is why everyone makes a big deal out of my birthday but I really don't care to much about all that stuff all I care about is my beautiful wife &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; and my two wonderful kids and my close Ffriends . I'm so sorry to everyone that I have now made feel like crap but I'm sitting here typing having a little cry and feeling sad so that is how my words are coming out it is most likely why I hate birthdays I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the day of work so I could do some thinking ( you know why am I here kind of thinking  ) and I had the weirdest thing happen to me I normally can take a day off and just do what ever I want to but yesterday just didn't go as planned, I couldn't catch up not at alli  didn't really do much I was going to clean house, put washing away, make beds, do dishes clean out shed but I barely got the beds made and the dishes done. I was rushing around town going here doing this so much for that idea. Nic come home to a mess I felt so bad but she felt bad that my birthday was not the way I planned it  sorry Nic for the mess I just couldn't keep on top of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even poker last night I bombed out not too early but early enough not to get to the final table I think I went in a little cocky from last week oh well learnt my lesson there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after all this blogging today I actually feel much better and feel like I could take on the world as a happy 32 year old. I don't hate birthdays,  I love celebrating everyone's birthdays just try and get thru mine that's all  as quick as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya soon 33 I know it wont be long ...!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115690493126159809?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115690493126159809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115690493126159809&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115690493126159809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115690493126159809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/08/birthday-wish.html' title='Birthday Wish'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115629946748656019</id><published>2006-08-23T11:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T12:17:47.573+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Poker</title><content type='html'>Just a quick one for now,  I started last week playing Texas holdem poker at the local downtowner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only went down to get out of the house and have a little fun.  Last week was my first time playing proply very complicated some of the terms are completely alien to me and I have to get a little help from the other players as to how to deal and bet but besides that I was having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes quite quick at times but other times you could fall asleep waiting for everyone to make up their minds , as I was saying last week was my first time and I thought I would go early in the night but unbeknownst to me I was still going for a while but not winning anything all crap hands nothing to bet on and all my money was going on small and big blinds. But at least the guy I went with bombed out before me so I was happy, I wasn't far behind him I think I was about the fourth or fifth person out for the night. Oh well played pool lost badly went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was about the same amount of people about 70-80 people meet up with some other people and sat with them. I really thought I was going to be the first out but I got some good hands and by god I was the highest winner on our table by first break, shit I couldn't believe my luck. By the return I had about $12000 dollars I started with $1500 wasn't a bad effort from me anyway forty minutes later I was down to $2400 and it was time for the next break. What I didn't know was that I was now down to the top twelve and progressed to the final table, I was actually shaking I was that nervous but I kept going and a few more dropped out top ten now wow even more nervous now all these people play reguarly I don't IM out of my depth here I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get my chips back up to about $10000 but that didn't last long with betting starting at  $2000 -$4000 dollars I made a few mistakes betting on bad hands and I was getting tired so I made a play and went all in on a pair of eights and a pair of twos. That was my last hand for the night and I ended eighth for the evening which I was so very excited about but I didn't show it to anyone till I got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; asked how I went and I wouldn't shut up about it,  I was dribbling crap all about it and I could see her eyes glazing over as I was speaking ( a lot of yeah and ah-ha and  nodding in the right spots  etc ) but I didn't care I was excited.&lt;a href="http://www.abc.net.au/perth/stories/s1527488.htm"&gt;  Big kev  &lt;/a&gt;would have been proud of me I was that excited LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I know I said this was going to be a quick one today but once again  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM EXCITED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115629946748656019?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115629946748656019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115629946748656019&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115629946748656019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115629946748656019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/08/poker.html' title='Poker'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115607209209082902</id><published>2006-08-20T20:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T21:08:12.160+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Trip To The Hills</title><content type='html'>Another busy week this time which means plenty of trips out in the country side for me yeah. Lots of deliveries for me I went out to Noojee again but this time I decided to stick to the normal way home but I did get a couple of photos this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the snow on the mountains we are so going up there this year, we normally go elsewhere but I think Baw Baw is the way to go this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/snow%20upon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/snow%20upon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I think I might take Alex out to the trout farm to see if he wants to get himself a big fish , I've been there a few times it isn't really fishing but he might have some fun with a couple of friends with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/trout%20farm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/trout%20farm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might say it must be getting close to spring as everywhere I went the other day I could see young lambs and foals and calves they are all beautiful but I stopped of at a farm because I saw this tiny little thing and I had to get a closer look.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/five%20day%20old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/five%20day%20old.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is only five days old I could have put him in my pocket he was so little and cute, He just didn't care that I was in there taking photos, there also was a little black one in there too but she was not so cute, kept running away and hiding behind mum so no good photos. I showed Maddy the pictures she thought I was getting him for her priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/snow.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to snap one more shot of the mountains  just love it out there I think it must be the beauty of it all that makes me just want to stare at the hills all day.&lt;br /&gt;best be off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115607209209082902?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115607209209082902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115607209209082902&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115607209209082902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115607209209082902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/08/another-trip-to-hills.html' title='Another Trip To The Hills'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115555915183018233</id><published>2006-08-14T21:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T22:39:11.900+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journey</title><content type='html'>They say a journey of a thousand miles begins with one step. Today i went on an adventure of my own, I had to do a pickup at Yarragon  first thing only half a truck full which is nothing really  had to wait for a while before they opened so what does one do I know get coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next port of call was back at Warragul and then I was off again out to Neerim South and then Noojee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/trestle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/trestle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a quick look at the trestle bridge while I was there I think I might have a picnic out there one nice day beautiful. I ran into a lady out at the general store who is a friend of mines mum I haven't seen her for years, nice chat then off on my journey now I'm never one for detours( wink wink ) but once again I took a different way home I did see this sign that said Warragul 36 km this way and I went down that road for a very long time and then came  across another sign saying Yarra Junction  oops oh well was half way there, gone to far to turn back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/abg.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/abg.sized.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the nicest drive all the way over to Yarra junction stopping here and there I was supposed to be in Tynong North dropping a parcel off, got there eventually an hour or so late that's all .&lt;br /&gt;I did see some beautiful places to stay b&amp;b's everywhere, I ended up going thru Gembrook and a quick look at Puffing Billy as I was now running really late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/NA_Gembrook_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/NA_Gembrook_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took Alex there when he was little he loved it we went with Alexander's friends Tom H and Marcus T they had a ball. Might go back one day.Raced off from Gembrook to Bunyip then off to longwarry,  a fast pickup in Drouin then a mad dash back to Warragul. The boss none the wiser  had to get home so &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com"&gt;Nic&lt;/a&gt; could go to a Yoga class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was my journey of a thousand miles well not really a thousand miles maybe a couple of hundred tops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best be off to bed now as all that driving has made me very tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115555915183018233?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115555915183018233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115555915183018233&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115555915183018233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115555915183018233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/08/journey.html' title='The Journey'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115503506153269832</id><published>2006-08-08T20:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T21:04:25.186+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Knight In Shining Armour</title><content type='html'>Well not really a knight in shining armour . One of my bosses lives by her self and isn't really a hands on type of girl if you know  what I mean, don't get me wrong she can lift with the best of them but doesn't really like to do any hard work. I had just finished tea and the phone rang it was Jenny " Nath"  " yeah Jen how can I help"  "  I've backed into my roller door and I'm stuck in the shed can you help me" once I had stopped laughing  and told &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com"&gt;Nic&lt;/a&gt; and she stopped laughing I went to rescue jen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/knight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/knight.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off in my trusty steed I went, it was even funnier in real life all I could see was her feet and this roller door bent like a banana. I couldn't budge it at all and I lent on it with all my might, I had to rely on the trusty old nudgeometer , a couple of gentle taps and I had it back into its runners and going up and down again. I  slayed the dragon so to speak  and my good deed for the day was done, Back  in my trusty steed and off home I went. Thanks Jenny for the laugh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell I didn't really have anything exciting happen today or this week as it has so far been very average, I cant wait for the weekend this week needs to end and bring on some fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya soon fun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115503506153269832?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115503506153269832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115503506153269832&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115503506153269832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115503506153269832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/08/knight-in-shining-armour.html' title='Knight In Shining Armour'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115460223649428798</id><published>2006-08-03T20:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T20:50:36.506+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Good times</title><content type='html'>This is the shortest post for me as i just wanted to show this picture off.&lt;br /&gt;It is blurry out of focus and taken with a crappy camera but it is my favorite picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/nic%20and%20alex%20sepia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/nic%20and%20alex%20sepia.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115460223649428798?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115460223649428798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115460223649428798&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115460223649428798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115460223649428798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/08/good-times.html' title='Good times'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115435081549454795</id><published>2006-07-31T21:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T20:13:11.193+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Garage Sales Rock..!! And Weekend Fun</title><content type='html'>Hands up those out there who LOVE garage sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME ME ME ME ME ME ME ME ME ME ME ME ME ME ME well if you haven't noticed ME.&lt;br /&gt;I just love digging through other peoples crap ( sorry quality goods ) you get to look into the lives of other people by buying there old things. Everything has a story attached to it, where it was bought from , why it was bought was it a gift from a loved one that isn't loved anymore or that thing in the corner of the house that you have hated but couldn't get rid of because nanna gave it to you . Or are you just broke and need the money? Hell I don't care just let me in I want that bargain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend just gone I went garage sale hunting I've always done it but now my son is older he loves to come and hunt for toys and books he loves to find things for his nanna's garden too he is such a good kid. He went straight to bed on Friday night without a wings or a whine in preparation of the early start, I cant say I did I played poker until just after midnight with the boys again it was good to see one of the dodgy bros could make it this time, must have got a pardon from the warden ( just joking Amy ). Dave and myself organized to meet at his house and go together as he is just as mad for them as I am, he even made egg and bacon muffin 's for us thanks Dodgy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasn't much to get this time but we had a good morning anyway we went and picked up some tin then some carpet and dropped back at Dave's house by this time I had to be at my sister inlaws b'day party so I had to rush off . Was a quick lunch and a play with my beautiful nephew Joshua and his Gorgeous sister Lilly had some great cuddles and once again rushed of to be somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/josh%20and%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/josh%20and%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/lily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/lily.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I we went off to that great little place in Moe for a lovely cooked meal ( LOL ) of Chinese a few drinks and a few games were in order for the night. I tell you now this little place in Moe is so good you want to go back time and time again for it is such a relaxed environment you feel like you are in your own home. What's yours is mine and what's mine is yours it is like that, I had the greatest time again and the hosts are just so entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/Comedy_Artistik_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/Comedy_Artistik_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was so glorious and sunny we headed of to the park to fly some kites with the kids it was like I was ten again , running around flying the kite wow you forget the simple pleasures in life sometimes, I reckon that the next sunny and windy day this is to everyone out there get yourself and the kids a kite and just go for it you will love it and so will they.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/kites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/kites.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey the most fun I had was when I had a turn on the swings, Once again I had forgotten how much fun it is to swing, Swinging for me is a little tricky as I get a little motion sick as the higher I go and the faster I go my head gets dizzy, but I loved every second of it and with friends it is great too, watching all the faces they pull priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all that fun in the park we went back and had tea another great meal, for dessert a lovely chocy fondu yummy but I'm still partial to G's chocy balls. Back home late again but time flies when having fun as they say. As we pulled into the driveway it pored down with rain the kids were asleep , we unpacked everything from the car running load after load inside huddled under umbrella's so very funny and bloody freezing, a quick check everything in and off to bed, I don't think my head hit the pillow and I was asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's my weekend in a nutshell once again thanks for reading and I will see you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115435081549454795?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115435081549454795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115435081549454795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115435081549454795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115435081549454795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/07/garage-sales-rock-and-weekend-fun.html' title='Garage Sales Rock..!! And Weekend Fun'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115391554335581289</id><published>2006-07-26T22:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T22:05:43.366+10:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is?</title><content type='html'>I'm having a bet with a few friends that I coudlnt get on the cover of a scrap booking mag, oh well looks like they were wrong and I win the prize yeah for me cant wait...... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/SC18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/SC18.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115391554335581289?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115391554335581289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115391554335581289&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115391554335581289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115391554335581289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is?'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115374170802610448</id><published>2006-07-24T21:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T21:48:28.073+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>I have been tagged by the Entertaining &lt;a href="http://ambermcalpine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amber&lt;/a&gt;  so here are my answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Four jobs I've had:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Help run a cafe cooking and prep work..&lt;br /&gt;2. Security guard in the latrobe valley area hated it but it was money lol...&lt;br /&gt;3. Worked in the kitchen at the local hospital and i was the tea lady too lol.&lt;br /&gt;4. Second hand and new furniture shop love seconhand furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Four movies I can watch over and over:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Arsenic and old lace one of my all time fav's.&lt;br /&gt;2. Tron enough said about that lol  ;).&lt;br /&gt;3. Million pound note do your self a favour hunt this one down.!&lt;br /&gt;4. Charlie and the chocolate factory the original and chitty chitty bang bang sorry i know thats more but hell i love movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;TV shows I love to watch;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't watch a lot of TV, but i do like...&lt;br /&gt;1. Top Gear&lt;br /&gt;2. Mythbusters ( kari byron hubba hubba )&lt;br /&gt;3. Smallville&lt;br /&gt;4. LOST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Four important things to me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My children and Wife &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My Dodgy friends&lt;br /&gt;3. My electric blanket&lt;br /&gt;4. Karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Four tunes that play in my head:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cheer up Charlie-from charlie and the chocy factory&lt;br /&gt;2. Rainbow Connection- Kermit the frog for G&lt;br /&gt;3. I wanna be sedated- The Ramones  greatest punk band ever.&lt;br /&gt;4. True colors- Cyndi Lauper makes a tear appear in my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Four favourite food dishes&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nicoles fried rice ( legendary )&lt;br /&gt;2. Roast chook.&lt;br /&gt;3. Nicole's Haggis&lt;br /&gt;4. Wendy's chow mein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Four websites I visit daily&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tv guide .&lt;br /&gt;2. My friends blogs.&lt;br /&gt;3. Top ten richest people ( just to see if im there yet  lol )&lt;br /&gt;4. Ebay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four scrap companies I like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. BasicGrey ?&lt;br /&gt;2. Heidi Swapp ?&lt;br /&gt;3. Kelly Panacci ?&lt;br /&gt;4. Prima ? my fav&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;r &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;s &lt;/span&gt;I like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yellow&lt;br /&gt;2. White&lt;br /&gt;3. Purple&lt;br /&gt;4. black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Four people I am tagging&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://georgesfunkyworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;Big Mac&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://marktrombone.blogspot.com/"&gt;Music Man&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hippie chic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;a href="http://ourportmanteau.blogspot.com/"&gt; Portmanteau&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done and thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115374170802610448?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115374170802610448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115374170802610448&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115374170802610448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115374170802610448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/07/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115374008306260788</id><published>2006-07-24T19:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T21:51:29.470+10:00</updated><title type='text'>So tired</title><content type='html'>It has been the longest weekend for a while but this is just a quick one tonight. I went to enroll Maddy in kinda, but it is not that easy around here as to get her in to the kinda we liked I had to be there before 5.30 in the morning. Well that sucks to get up that early so bugger it Tim and I stayed up playing pool and poker all bloody night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was two thirty in the morning and it was freezing so we came in side and watched a movie , it took Tim three seconds to fall asleep on the couch and four seconds to start snoring.&lt;br /&gt;I sat and watched the movie and by quarter past four we started to get ready and head down there. Now I don't know if you get this feeling but have you ever been somewhere and thought to yourself crap am I in the right spot . We kept saying shit are we in the right place we were waiting and waiting for another car to turn up, by five fifteen cars arrived and thank god we were about to start ringing our wives to make sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ended up staying up when I got home and chatting with friends all night didn't go to bed until about two Sunday morning . &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; did let me sleep in till ten which by goodness I needed it then our bloody washing machine shit it self. The funny thing was I just got through telling a friend of mine how great my washer wash nah never do that again Murphy's law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off we went to Harvey Norman bought a new front loader I think it is a Bosch Nic got a few hundred of it thank god I found out the real price tonight bloody expensive things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed of for tea at this nice little place down in Moe they serve great baked potatoes andthey are so yummy I went back for seconds ( ok thirds ) and the coffee is delicious you can drink it all night. We didn't get out of there until nearly Monday morning the kids were asleep thankfully I didn't have to go to work today as the boss was away and my manager said just do the parcel run and go home. So I did they owe me hours anyway I thought I might sneak a little nap in but Nic had other idea's cleaning so out in the shed I went all clean know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've just watched one of my fav shows Top Gear and nearly wet myself so so very funny tonight. Not much has really happened but I've managed to dribble on for long enough now but I did manage to get a picture of the hostess of the little place in Moe ..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she might be Russian NIKITA rings a bell...............;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/Nikita2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/Nikita2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115374008306260788?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115374008306260788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115374008306260788&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115374008306260788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115374008306260788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-tired.html' title='So tired'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115339217587753580</id><published>2006-07-20T20:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T20:42:55.926+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Rally</title><content type='html'>Once again another day at the office start early do my parcel run which now has turned into a tyre run as well, we just got the contract with bridgestone. Which is fine but have you ever lugged a tyre around before you know that you get black crap all over you , now times that by twenty tyres yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We received a tyre for leongatha today and the transport company asked me to take it over there so I did yes it was only one tyre but it had to go all the way over to them by today. Oh well off I went in my boss's 4wd 45mins later the tyre was at its destination and I remembered what &lt;a href="http://georgesfunkyworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;George&lt;/a&gt;  said once that he doesn't like to travel home the same way as it gets boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went of on a little adventure and went down the grand ridge road. I haven't been down that road for a long time, and let me say I had the time of my life wet dirt road , slippery corners. Now I'm not normally a crazy person but something in me went rally mad I was going sideways downing gears sliding around corners sideways don't worry I only did this on corners where I could see but I had so much fun it was like wow drop another gear power it up and whoosh of I went sideways again this was going on for ages and when the rush was over I wanted to go back and do it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I must admit something I was going only slow never got over 60k's but it was a first for me so I had to go slow there just happened to be a photographer as I went around the last corner and snapped a shot for me thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/2004R_4WD-6-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/2004R_4WD-6-1-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better be off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115339217587753580?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115339217587753580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115339217587753580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115339217587753580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115339217587753580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/07/rally.html' title='Rally'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115322059043718917</id><published>2006-07-18T19:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T21:15:34.530+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day  Another Treasure</title><content type='html'>As the title said another day, it has been one of those weeks I'm afraid to say where nothing really happens, you go to work and it is just that work.&lt;br /&gt;I like going to work don't get me wrong it is well I hate boring repetitive weeks that's all , if we have a busy week the next week is busy as well with deliveries and look ats. But I must say it has been alright I have been doing a few more look ats this week I love doing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look ats are when I go to peoples houses and look at their furniture to buy off them, I'm in the second hand furniture game and new stuff too but I love secondhand furniture as it has character and it has a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my house is full of secondhand things from chest of drawers to tools in the shed I've got some great bargains and a lot of free stuff too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my fav piece I just love chests of draws.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/cedar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/cedar.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I rescued this from  a lady in trafalgar she was going to America and was throwing it to the tip. It was covered in white paint about three or four layers. I gave it a sand and a scrub and now it has my CD's and DVD's in it and the stereo sits on top then I found out it was cedar yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found this one in a skip at a lovely old lady's house it didn't have the mirror for it so she thought it worthless so in the bin it went.It makes a great pencil and paper holder for the kids stuff all their coloring pages go in there.Of course I sanded it back and restained it also did find an Edwardian overmantle in the same skip but that was sold a while ago like I said I like drawers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/blackwood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/blackwood.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I found these at auction and lets say they were a gift for the amount I paid for them. They were weird so I had to have them , they are step drawers you can use them as steps our kids love to sit on them and climb up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/step%20draws.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/step%20draws.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chest of drawers is not flash not very good but they would have to be the most valuable to me for they are the first chest of drawers I found and they are my sons. He has had them since he was born &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; painted them all these beautiful colors and I don't think we will ever get rid of them never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/color%20draws.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/color%20draws.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are the drawers i had made they didn't follow the drawing I gave them but I still like them they hold all my clothes and bits and pieces and the cupboard beside it well I know I like drawers but this is kind of like drawers ( not really ) but I like it too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/bed%20room%20draws.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/bed%20room%20draws.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is the cane drawers full of toys and stuff each kids room has these .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/cane%20draws.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/cane%20draws.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also drawers on nic's desk but you probly have already seen them.So if you are ever at a garage sale or the tip or auction anywhere and you see a nice set of drawers even if it needs a little loving let me know I will come and get or send me a photo so I can dream of a spot for them in my collection did I mention I love drawers and chests....LOL.....;)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/file%20draw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/file%20draw.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/sml%20draws.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/sml%20draws.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one more photo but I didn't find this in a bin or at the tip this one found me and I'm glad it did for I would never part with this for all the tea in china.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/maddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/maddy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115322059043718917?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115322059043718917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115322059043718917&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115322059043718917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115322059043718917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/07/another-day-another-treasure.html' title='Another day  Another Treasure'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115295639968189281</id><published>2006-07-15T19:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T19:39:59.690+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold day</title><content type='html'>Just a quick one tonight as not much has happened in the last few days . It has been so bloody cold lately that it has made me go out and get a new scarf, dig out all my big wooly jumpers and I thought to my self I might even get a pair of ear muffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what your saying "Ear muffs how dorky" yeah I know they are dorky but it depends on what style you get. I myself like the pair I tried on today they were so warm and toasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL............;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/ear%20muffs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/ear%20muffs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya LOL ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115295639968189281?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115295639968189281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115295639968189281&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115295639968189281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115295639968189281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/07/cold-day.html' title='Cold day'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115253748998971200</id><published>2006-07-10T20:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T10:48:53.290+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Great weekend ( say cheese)</title><content type='html'>I had the best weekend it was great bloody cold but great. We had some friends come and stay and we drank yummy kahlua milkshakes and played some games just generally a good fun night/morning by the time we got to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next day we trekked of to gumboot park ( Gumbya Park ) the kids were hanging out for ages to go there so we decided to go to celebrate Maddy's birthday and also &lt;a href="http://ambermcalpine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amber's&lt;/a&gt; as well.&lt;br /&gt;We had the coldest and windiest day we sat with rugs wrapped around us until the bbq had finished, once we got moving it was not so bad well still cold but not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all had a great time playing mini golf and the kids were almost lethal with the putters and I cant remember how many extra golf balls we had to get, they kept going missing? Thank god we didn't keep score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a funnier note &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; took the best photo of &lt;a href="http://georgesfunkyworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;George&lt;/a&gt; , G don't take offence to this but it kind of reminded me of one of my favorite shows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/Cheese_please_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/Cheese_please_resize.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have to say it was such a funny photo, I was pissing my self when I saw it tonight not at you G but that it reminded me of &lt;a href="http://www.wallaceandgromit.com/fla/wg.html"&gt;Wallace And Gromit&lt;/a&gt;. I just love those character's and the way they grin so cheesy.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/gromit%20head.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/gromit%20head.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nic took some great photos but she will show you on her blog but she did show me  one of me and my girl, She had the greatest time driving the mini cars. But I must admit something, our mini car would have been the slowest thing on this planet I believe that I was over taken by a family of snails, yet I managed to crash twice into the railing and stall twice and had to call the racv ( how embarrassing ) to get a tow back to the Finnish line but the fun part was when the young kid on the back of the car said I will get it going a bit faster for you and shit we were flying we over took everyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well we ended up back home put the kids in front of a movie and we all sat in front of the heater and watched a movie it was great like I keep saying it was great it was just to relax and unwind .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks Guys for coming and We had a GREAT time too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115253748998971200?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115253748998971200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115253748998971200&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115253748998971200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115253748998971200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/07/great-weekend-say-cheese.html' title='Great weekend ( say cheese)'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115219369974021160</id><published>2006-07-06T22:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T23:48:19.780+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Grump and B'day Girl</title><content type='html'>What an uneventful week work has been really shit and I've still got one more day to go, my boss has been on a war path for god knows what reason everything he has wanted done I've done but it's still not right or not good enough , I'm ready to either quit or break his freaking neck. I think I will just have to bite my tongue and count to ten next time he comes in or I will punch him fair square in the face, he comes into work and just grumps his way around does not say anything to you but when he leaves he calls back to the office and tells my boss everything that he wants done gutless .&lt;br /&gt;Well enough ranting phew clad that's out sorry for that but it had to be said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my baby girls forth b'day today and she woke up this morning and was all grumpy until &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; said hey birthday girl and she remembered it was her birthday it was so funny just to hear her go from arggghhhh to yeahhhhhh presents all in one second flat. She got to open her presents straight away I was barely awake to see what she got but she looked happy looking thru one eye and a yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to go and have lunch with Maddy and &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com"&gt;Nicole &lt;/a&gt;down at giggles playhouse which was fun and a yummy schnitzel and chips was even better than the sandwich that I was going to have thanks Nic for the invite for lunch. Maddy didn't really care that I was there until the food came out and I had a fizzy drink and she had juice. Had to get back to work before grumble bum turned up again and I did have work to do.&lt;br /&gt;So I think Maddy had a good birthday all the rest of the family turned up for a while and gave Maddy more presents she was so happy with everything she got . Another year gone and now I have a big four year old girl not a baby anymore I've been really good and I haven't cried today thinking of my little baby that came into this world four years ago oops that was it now I'm crying bugger was doing so well...;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for the weekend and we can go and have some fun If the rain holds out that is so of to bed for me the quicker I go the quicker tomorrow will come and the quicker Friday night will get here and the quicker the weekend will get here this week has to end eventually thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya soon fun and sun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115219369974021160?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115219369974021160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115219369974021160&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115219369974021160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115219369974021160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/07/grump-and-bday-girl.html' title='Grump and B&apos;day Girl'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115192874543354227</id><published>2006-07-03T21:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T22:12:25.666+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Old photos  or not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/JamesandDaliLama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/JamesandDaliLama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow going through some old photos the other day brought back some great memories,&lt;br /&gt;I remember going to some great places meeting some great people I was standing in this line to get some coffee and I bump into this guy, he kind of looked familiar but then again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go and drop some paper work off for my boss the other day and this guy wanted to get my photo with him I don't know why....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/clinton_chretien.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/clinton_chretien.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought I would take a little trip and just cruise around for a while&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/paris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/paris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; see if I could see anything interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well nothing really jumped out for me so I just kept looking and traveling here and there for a while ...................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/pisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/pisa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/great-wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px" height="304" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/great-wall.jpg" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's all the photos I could find for now but I think there might be some more buried deep in the cupboard somewhere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry but this is what happens when you get bored and lonely...... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115192874543354227?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115192874543354227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115192874543354227&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115192874543354227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115192874543354227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/07/old-photos-or-not.html' title='Old photos  or not?'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115181400775141424</id><published>2006-07-02T13:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T14:20:07.816+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Just one more day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/hedgehog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/hedgehog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These holidays I have had are the laziest I've ever had I think , I've sat on my arse done nothing been nowhere seen no-one it has been fantastic. Well I mowed the lawn went to a few garage sales bought a new card table this one is round not square watched a heap of movies with the kids, cooked a few meals , made a few treats with the kids. Actually Alex made most of them I just did the hot stuff and he did the rest, He made anzacs and hedgehog slice yummy he loves to cook with dad, but then again I think he likes to cook just so he gets to eat the yummy food .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/anzac%20resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" height="195" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/anzac%20resize.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but he loves anzac's he loves cooking them loves eating them he always wants me to make them for his school lunches .&lt;br /&gt;I could think of a thousand worse things for him to have in his lunch box so a little anzac every now and then wont kill him. I know I've posted about these biscuits before but I love to say that they are made by Alex and it was all his idea to make them , he read the recipe book, he got all the ingredients out, he made them well done Alex well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to the just one more day I only have one more day off before I go back to the salt mines.&lt;br /&gt;Alex is back to school tomorrow it will be just the three of us, I might go fishing to relax my self before I go back to work. It has been nice these holidays I've had some great days at home with the family it has been fantastic just to stay home. Oh well best be off and do something or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115181400775141424?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115181400775141424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115181400775141424&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115181400775141424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115181400775141424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-one-more-day.html' title='Just one more day'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115166434012835094</id><published>2006-06-30T20:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T20:47:20.796+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowly but surely</title><content type='html'>Just a quick one tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then I bump into someone and they say to me wow you have lost so much weight but I don't see it so I found some old photos of me I just don't see it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/oldme.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/oldme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the new me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/new%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/new%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;I still don't see it but I have gone down two sizes in pants no longer in the triple figure sizes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah for me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115166434012835094?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115166434012835094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115166434012835094&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115166434012835094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115166434012835094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/06/slowly-but-surely.html' title='Slowly but surely'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115149500496352715</id><published>2006-06-28T21:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T21:43:25.093+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Still in love?</title><content type='html'>Well after two days of holidays and spending the days at home with just one child I would say yes I'm still in love , In love with all this lounging around the house , In love with &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com"&gt;Nicole &lt;/a&gt;even more as Nic is at work bringing home the bacon ( so to speak that is ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is lately but I cant stop thinking how great my life with Nicole has been, Sure we have had our ups and downs like every marriage but who doesn't have days like that? I have found the most beautiful person in Nicole. I'm still thinking it cant be real like a dream one day I will wake up and find it never really was, but I know it is real as I lay here on the floor more bloody tears streaming down just from thinking of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can love consume someone's heart that much that just the thought of the person you love makes you cry? I say yes, is it a bad thing ? Well sometimes yes but mostly no. I cry, I smile , I laugh all at the same time just from a simple smile, a simple goodmorning, a simple see you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fill my heart with your sunshine , radiance , your kind and forgiving heart , you always make room for me , you always make sure everyone else is ok before you care for yourself , this is one of the most endearing things about you.&lt;br /&gt;All the stress , all the crap from me and the rest of the world you still make sure I'm ok , that they are ok, that we are ok a quick phone call here , a quick email there, a coffee , a chat you are always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115149500496352715?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115149500496352715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115149500496352715&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115149500496352715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115149500496352715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/06/still-in-love.html' title='Still in love?'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115123301746865764</id><published>2006-06-25T20:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T20:56:57.493+10:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>This is the most I've ever been in love and this will be the day that I remember for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;Nicole I love you and I think you are the strongest person I have ever met.&lt;br /&gt;You are the best thing that has ever happened to me and I am the luckiest person in the world just to be able to say that.&lt;br /&gt;I will always be there to hold your hand whenever you want me to be.&lt;br /&gt;I can not say to you or express just how lucky I really am to be able to wake up next to you and see your beautiful face, Nic I'm sorry if I've never been there for you in the past but today it was the bravest thing I've ever seen you do and for that I have so much more respect and love for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you lay there asleep on the floor all wrapped up in blankets watching a movie with all of us you couldn't be anymore than the greatest thing to me/us. I will wake you soon and carry you to bed but for now i will just sit here and look at the best thing to happen to a lot of people for a while and cry happy tears and some sad ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Nicole again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115123301746865764?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115123301746865764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115123301746865764&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115123301746865764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115123301746865764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/06/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115097910358996713</id><published>2006-06-22T21:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T22:29:06.850+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends?</title><content type='html'>Just a quick one tonight as not much happening in the world of me. Worked my arse of today well not literally as I can still see it in my peripheral vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meaning my work are downsizing a shop to save on a little bit of rent as the shop doesn't seem to warrant two shops of second hand furniture as it used to. I think that there are so many cheap imported pieces of furniture for not much more money, oh well so my job today was to fill the truck with as much of the crappy furniture as I could, my big boss was away so my medium boss said chuck as much as I can fit in the truck. Shit I started to run out of room pretty quick and I only just started, so I SMASHED the whole lot into smaller pieces and stacked and stacked it in till I nearly couldn't get the doors closed few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shop was nearly empty by the time I had finished doing that and I moved everything else into a shop half the size of the one it came out of it took till four to Finnish and by god I was stuffed, still am but I have just been down the street to get a haircut at my new fav hairdressers&lt;br /&gt;Cobaarz eco salon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't been yet well let me tell you for $30 dollars you get a great coffee a head massage or hand depends on what you like, they trim your hair then wash it then they go back and cut it some more oh sorry forgot to mention the massage chair while getting hair washed, I walked out of there thinking wow I'm so relaxed I could fall asleep .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back to the title friends while I was doing everything today I couldnt get something out of my head. I heard thru the grape vine today that one of my friends was cross or upset with me because he thinks I don't trust him as he has done nothing wrong. It is not that you have done something wrong it is everytime I trust people I get really hurt nearly everytime , so it is hard to give my complete trust to anyone, it isn't you in fact I think I have given more trust to you than anyone in my entire life but sometimes I get that feeling back in my gut that says hey back off be careful you will get burnt again. I'm really trying to get rid of that feeling but it comes and goes so please bear with me I will get there ok. You have become one of my I dare not say it but you know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave it at that for now and talk to you soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115097910358996713?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115097910358996713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115097910358996713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115097910358996713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115097910358996713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/06/friends.html' title='Friends?'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115080770597939277</id><published>2006-06-20T22:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T20:01:12.476+10:00</updated><title type='text'>To Veg Or Not To Veg</title><content type='html'>That is the question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been one of those weeks were i have just wanted to veg out in my pj's and relax. Had a few drinks during the week which is abnormal for me as i normaly dont really drink that much , but it has been nice to relax and just unwind .&lt;br /&gt;I really hit the drink hard on friday night it has been such a long time since i have drunk that much, I dont think half a bottle of bacardi and then something with vodka in it was such a good idea but i think i had a good night well thats my story anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do remember saying something to my friend accusing him of being something he is not. I do apologise for that i was just curious (drunk) but then again be what you want to be.&lt;br /&gt;We will support you no matter what you are or want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets move on from that and say wow what a beautiful week it has been so far  cant wait for the weekend though going to stay over at some special friends house again weeee always have a good time there. A few drinks a few games just a general unwind its great so to the special ones see you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well best be off&lt;br /&gt;cya soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115080770597939277?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115080770597939277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115080770597939277&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115080770597939277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115080770597939277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/06/to-veg-or-not-to-veg.html' title='To Veg Or Not To Veg'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115071731540893874</id><published>2006-06-19T21:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T21:46:13.053+10:00</updated><title type='text'>New Bowl</title><content type='html'>Well it was my lucky day today to find this new bowl, I've got a bit of a thing for bowls and plates, dishes and all that stuff. It has been really good this bowl as I have not had a place for my keys before, its great we all put our keys in it and we all know where they are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sits near the door so now when I get home straight in the bowl they go no more losing my keys.&lt;br /&gt;And the best thing is when I have visitors they too can put their keys in it, it doesn't matter if you get the wrong keys out hey were all friends it doesn't matter who's car you drive does it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; hates it so I don't think I will get to use it for long , oh well I liked it while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a photo of my new bowl anyway&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/bowl%20crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/bowl%20crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115071731540893874?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115071731540893874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115071731540893874&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115071731540893874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115071731540893874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/06/new-bowl.html' title='New Bowl'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115044195149398852</id><published>2006-06-16T17:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T16:48:30.093+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night Games.</title><content type='html'>Well it's that time again FRIDAY yeah how come Fridays take twice as long to work through. I swear that Monday and Tuesday even Wednesday fly by without even knowing that they were there, but Thursday and Friday time seems to slow down the earth stops spinning and the clock takes about two hours to tick over two seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It totally must be that I play cards and pool on a Friday night have for a while now here's a shot of the boys playing cards&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/cards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/cards.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I'm the lassie on the left the rest you can work out for yourselves....LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So every Friday we played pool for a long time I started to play at a friends house he has a huge slate table so big. Unfortunately he moved away well the hunt was on for a new venue no-one else had a table and by pure chance I got a phone call saying "hey I've got this pool table I need to get rid of"&lt;br /&gt;Must have been a sign as I had it in the ute and at my house by that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't anything to write home about but it kept us entertained for a while but back to cards. I don't know really how we got to be playing poker but it just happened I think we all got sick of playing pool. We are all learning how to play but I think there are a few card sharks in the group as I cant seem to win at all but then again I could be a crap card player....LOL .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better be off&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115044195149398852?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115044195149398852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115044195149398852&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115044195149398852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115044195149398852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/06/friday-night-games.html' title='Friday Night Games.'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115025212922614513</id><published>2006-06-14T11:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T12:28:49.250+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hobby at last</title><content type='html'>Well i think i finaly have found a hobby. Well for now anyway i cant get this idea out of my head i keep thinking of different things to right on undies ( i know mostly rude comments ) im obsessed now.&lt;br /&gt;It is so easy to do thats what i like about screen printing things onto undies. Im not very artsy fartsy well maybe the fartsy part lol.........;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did these for &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/biteme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/biteme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ( thanks for modeling them ) she was rapped with them so much she wore them to &lt;a href="http://www.scraptothemax.com.au/"&gt;work&lt;/a&gt; . So i HAD to make some for a certain friend who loves cool undies herself. Now im searching the net for logo's and comments to go on undies, i got so excited when i did them i thought that i would completely stuff it up but, I dont think i did when i get a little better at it im going to try layers of different colors and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/radiation_safety_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="227" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/radiation_safety_logo.jpg" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tonight im going to place this on my undies ( in house joke ) i think it kind of suits me lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well better get back to searching oops i meant work lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115025212922614513?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115025212922614513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115025212922614513&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115025212922614513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115025212922614513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/06/hobby-at-last.html' title='Hobby at last'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-115007692737361232</id><published>2006-06-12T11:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T14:43:28.473+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere under the rainbow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/rainbow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Who in their right mind does not like rainbows?&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i see one i smile and think of home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am so happy today as I have been thinking a lot lately of many many things, some good but a lot bad. I think last night it was it for me I had the strangest dreams that I discussed with Nicole this morning ( resident dream expert ) and she seems to think that dreams have a huge part in our lives. So we had a little chat about them and I wont go into detail as it would bore a lot of people but lets say I think it has lightened my load a lot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So now I've got a new lease on a few things and I'm going to find out a lot more about myself, I've got a whole new world to explore and many a new friend to meet. It is going to take a while but I will find them all one day. Oh well so back to my beautiful family and remember this&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/ruby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/ruby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is no place like home........................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is no place like home........................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is no place like home........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-115007692737361232?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/115007692737361232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=115007692737361232&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115007692737361232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/115007692737361232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/06/somewhere-under-rainbow.html' title='Somewhere under the rainbow?'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114991899732875810</id><published>2006-06-10T15:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T16:10:37.236+10:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a name?</title><content type='html'>What's in a name ? Does a rose by any other name smell as sweet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry well I've been really confused lately ever since I posted Nicole's challenge. It annoys the shit out of me that my name is a lie. Nicole is more a Finlayson than I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born Nathan James Ammon my parents separated when I was very little, which you think that you don't care when such a young age but fuck it kills everyday not knowing who you really are. Or who you really should have been ? Would I have been a different person with a different name or would I have turned out the same way.&lt;br /&gt;When my Dad left or asked to leave I don't really know ? My Mother moved us around a lot always moving. I've been to so many different towns and schools I wrote them down once, it looked terrible every year or six months a new school, new house, new town. I've very envious of my friends that I have now as they know people from when they were little and still talk to them. I've been in this town a while now and yes I have friends that I have known for a while now too but it would be nice to see the kids I went to school with .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to my name my Mother moved us around as I said before and hooked up with a few different partners. Which wasn't so bad it was nice to have some of them around. So she finally shacked up with a guy called Ron Finlayson hence the name. All of a sudden we moved again and now we had new names, it was horrible I didn't even know how to say the bloody name let alone know who I was. I kept on saying my old name for a very long time until I got yelled at saying "You cant use that bastards name anymore" "STOP IT" I was in grade three when this happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up hating my dad I think I was brainwashed so I didn't ever want to use his name ,we didn't legally change our names we just accepted the new one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a long time I liked my new name then I found my dad 25 years later he was dyeing so I went and talked to him twice then he died, But before he died I had a chance to talk briefly to him about why he left and why he didn't see us or want to see us. He tried but couldn't find us hence all the moving around but I still think he could have tried harder if I couldn't see my kids because Nicole moved around I would still hunt and hunt for them. So I talked to my mum she went nuts all shit hit the fan not long after all this happened we fought and never spoken since. Don't get me wrong there is more to that story but this is about names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now here I am hating my dad's name and hating the name of my mums boyfriend. She took his name and now I have kids and a wife but they are legally Finlaysons and I am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really stuck to which name should I be ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ammon or Finlayson?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HATE THEM BOTH.........................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114991899732875810?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114991899732875810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114991899732875810&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114991899732875810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114991899732875810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/06/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a name?'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114973653389374818</id><published>2006-06-08T13:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T13:15:33.903+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud Dad</title><content type='html'>I got a phone call before from Nicole saying that Alex's teacher told her this morning Alex is doing so well at school and that he is reading at a higher level than most of the other kids.&lt;br /&gt;He is suppose to be on a certain level at this age he is a few levels higher than he should be.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm just writing this down to say how proud of him I am and that I cant wait to hear him read tonight . I forget that he loves to read like I used to, I was forever with my head in a book so once again I'm SO PROUD OF YOU ALEX WELL DONE mate..!!!!!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/alex.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/alex.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's why he looks like this now mmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Just joking I just love this photo it is so him always goofing around but so serious at the same time .&lt;br /&gt;Love you buddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE PROUD DAD&lt;br /&gt;xxooxxooxxooxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114973653389374818?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114973653389374818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114973653389374818&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114973653389374818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114973653389374818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/06/proud-dad.html' title='Proud Dad'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114965444226774043</id><published>2006-06-07T14:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T14:27:22.276+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicole's challenge</title><content type='html'>I was not born Nathan James Finlayson &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i hate that i cant go back to what i should be...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE BOTH NAMES FOR MORE REASONS THAN I CAN SAY..........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114965444226774043?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114965444226774043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114965444226774043&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114965444226774043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114965444226774043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/06/nicoles-challenge.html' title='Nicole&apos;s challenge'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114958480403904513</id><published>2006-06-06T19:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T20:00:46.246+10:00</updated><title type='text'>What's The Difference?</title><content type='html'>I know I will be dropped like a hot potato from some peoples lists :( for this post but it is funny to me anyway.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/clone%20resize.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="284" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/clone%20resize.0.jpg" width="172" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having one of my deep and meaningful conversations with my son the other night all about star wars.&lt;br /&gt;Well actually clone troopers and stormtroopers and what the difference is. He thought they were two different things I thought they were the same.&lt;br /&gt;So hence the search began I looked high and low but couldn't find anything that told me what I wanted to hear. I went online and started asking around and a friend of mine didn't really know either but thought they were different. I was not satisfied I kept searching I don't know why but now I had to find out. Driving me mad finally found an article that said they are the same basically they had a name change.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/stormtrooper%202resize.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="361" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/stormtrooper%202resize.1.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; was sitting close by and was calling me and my friend, who I was discussing the finer points of the Star Wars with, Losers Sci-fi geeks ,nerds and various other names and chuckling to herself. But then again to me scrap booking is the same so who is the bigger nerd hey......................!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know me LOL but my friend and I were talking about other things as well like there are porn movies ( yeah I know that's all men talk about.... ;)...) that are based on STAR WARS.&lt;br /&gt;I was in stiches I didn't realize they had done that! Wow the movie would have been so different if the storm troopers looked like this...........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/StormTrooper%20resize.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/StormTrooper%20resize.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I do know now what happened to them and now I want to see this dirty movie for a laugh anyway........;) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114958480403904513?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114958480403904513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114958480403904513&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114958480403904513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114958480403904513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/06/whats-difference_06.html' title='What&apos;s The Difference?'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114950039763845397</id><published>2006-06-05T19:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T19:39:58.133+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Canon 350D How to Turn  it OFF!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/350d%20oops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/350d%20oops.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well just a quick one for now this is just for those out there who are stupid morons like me.&lt;br /&gt;This is where you turn the bloody camera off.&lt;br /&gt;So there you go don't ever forget that or else.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114950039763845397?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114950039763845397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114950039763845397&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114950039763845397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114950039763845397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/06/canon-350d-how-to-turn-it-off.html' title='Canon 350D How to Turn  it OFF!!'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114940617822172591</id><published>2006-06-04T17:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T17:29:38.230+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparations</title><content type='html'>Well its soon to be my sons seventh b'day in fact tomorrow, he is so excited to be turning seven what can I do now that I'm seven he keeps asking me. Can I play this, can I watch that its so funny nothing really changes just he is older he still looks the same as when he was two in my eyes anyway. I look at him and he is so tall and he reads and writes so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have missed five years somewhere, oh well got the next fifty I hope so no more little boy stuff well that's what he tells me "I'm not a kid you know dad" he said that to me today.He is so right to a degree anyway Alex you will always be my little boy no matter how old you get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So preparations for his birthday are on there way I have just finished making yummy cupcakes&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/cupcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/cupcake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yet to be iced ) &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; has organized friends to come over after school and next weekend I think we are going out somewhere I hope it doesn't rain but hey its fun to play in the rain sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday has come and gone again without much excitement until we got a phone call from nic's sister saying what do you want for tea YUMMY bakehouse pasta and garlic pizza our favorite. I'm having Fungi Fettucini, Nic has spaghetti Saltati and the kids spaghetti bol so I'm off in preparation to eat. MMMMMMMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;cant wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114940617822172591?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114940617822172591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114940617822172591&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114940617822172591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114940617822172591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/06/preparations.html' title='Preparations'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114940407406442221</id><published>2006-06-04T16:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T16:54:34.070+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Winner is ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/dickie%20bird%20resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/dickie%20bird%20resize.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for anyone who was interested here is the mystery lighters mystery.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A little bit rude but hey I didn't say it wasn't going to be nice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The winner has been awarded there prize and I will autograph it for them in person as soon as they print it out........LOL........ ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so thanks for the guess's &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and cya later&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114940407406442221?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114940407406442221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114940407406442221&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114940407406442221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114940407406442221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/06/winner-is.html' title='The Winner is ?'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114925876881723993</id><published>2006-06-02T23:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T00:32:48.876+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of Interest</title><content type='html'>Just having one of those days again. Where you dont really give a shit about anything, Work , Home stuff , Friends, but dont get me wrong i love them all well mayby not the work one.&lt;br /&gt;You just feel like there is nothing you can do to break out of this mood then all of a sudden you are happy again. You dont want anyone to come around and see you , dont care if they dont come but deep down you do care.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was like that i  told &lt;a href="http://www.nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt;  that i didnt realy want to go and play pool just wanted to stay inside and chill in front of the heater. My friends turned up then all of a sudden im thinking hey what a great night im having, playing pool losing badly but doesnt matter so we started to play poker we are all still learning the rules but we get by. Played terrible didnt get many good hands but i was enjoying the night anyway so who cares if you lose its the fun of being together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im not to sure i think im over that whole mood now im sitting here chatting with a friend on line and couldnt be happier wife and kids asleep house quiet listening to music just peaceful. Enjoying it because i know it wont be like this tomorrow &lt;a href="http://www.nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt;  at  &lt;a href="http://www.scraptothemax.com.au/"&gt;Work&lt;/a&gt; and im at home with the kids. Should be a good day though Alex is getting his hair cut and we might go to the park or something depends on weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might crawl off to bed now getting late i dont know if i should let everyone know what the lighter is really or wait till tomorrow night oh well might see what happens tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114925876881723993?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114925876881723993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114925876881723993&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114925876881723993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114925876881723993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/06/lack-of-interest.html' title='Lack of Interest'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114916429277683869</id><published>2006-06-01T22:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T22:18:12.783+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lighter of Mystery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/lighter.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/lighter.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far no one has been close except G LOL. There have been some good guess's but still nothing close enough to call a winner, so I will post the answer tomorrow or the next night.&lt;br /&gt;Dont forget the HUGE prize awaiting the winner  ;)&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114916429277683869?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114916429277683869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114916429277683869&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114916429277683869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114916429277683869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/06/lighter-of-mystery.html' title='The Lighter of Mystery'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114915673976387259</id><published>2006-06-01T18:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T20:12:19.813+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day Another Dollar</title><content type='html'>Well it was just one of those days when nothing really happens, Not many people around and raining all day makes for a shit day, so dusting and general cleaning was on the roster.&lt;br /&gt;A few deliveries and that was it for me. Did wash the bosses car in between showers though well she doesn't like to get her hands dirty flash nails and all thet girly stuff. She gave me twenty bucks to do it so hey I didn't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to the lighter I didn't take my camera or laptop to work today so I didn't get a chance to get anymore photos of the lighters secrets but I will get them tomorrow. Oh yeah there is a prize too if you guess what the lighter really is you get to keep the lighter or a free hamburger picture autographed by me which ever you find more appealing ;) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do have a photo of the Elvis rug, there has been a few comments on it so here is a better shot of it&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/the%20king.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/the%20king.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Orders will be taken a cash deposit of Ten dollars secures your rug, must hurry though not many left. If you are one of the unlucky I do have a Marilyn Monroe rug, A Tutankhamen rug as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to get away from all that rubbish and into some more I've decided to go with my gut and do what I think is the right thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ok that is really all that I've got to say today but I did go to my first C.O.W.S. R .B.A.D Meeting i saw the sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/beer[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/beer%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and entered, i did the secret handshake and yes i was given a special non milk based beverage after that i felt i could face the world again and not live in fear of the bovine army that is growing everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok cya for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114915673976387259?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114915673976387259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114915673976387259&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114915673976387259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114915673976387259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/06/another-day-another-dollar.html' title='Another Day Another Dollar'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114905105248741542</id><published>2006-05-31T14:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T22:29:35.963+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Lighter? And other stuff</title><content type='html'>Just a lighter you say Hmmm. Or is it something else have a look tell me what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/lighter.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/lighter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will leave that for now and move on to my photos that went missing ( not those ones either you know who I'm talking too C.C.A) the ones I deleted of my work so I had to do some more today but my battery's went flat. I'm starting to think I'm not meant to show anyone my dog box office oh well quick trip to shop new batteries which I think wont last very long which they didn't but I got a few so here's my crap filled office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/office.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/office.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the outside it is just old factories with holes cut out of the walls so they are all joined together. Not very good looking but it keeps me employed LOL. Note the lovely Elvis rug hanging out the front isn't it the greatest thing you have ever seen NOT!!!! I sell so many of these bloody things its scary I try not to vomit when someone says oh wow what a beautiful rug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/outside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/320/outside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/office.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well we all cant have great taste can we so as you can see not the most exciting day today just a re-doing of some photos that I lost. And lucky enough to be sent home early again but I had a doctors appointment so there goes that idea then ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came out of doc's feeling even worse than when I went in I don't know why I bothered going was doing great until then. Got home really confused about even more shit now don't know if i should take his advise and see what happens or go with my gut feeling and look after myself in my own way, oh well I will work it out eventually. Enough of that and on to some better stuff soon I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so better be off I think I can hear something at the door best go check talk later.&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;br /&gt;moooooooo&lt;br /&gt;what was aaaaaaaaaaaghhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114905105248741542?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114905105248741542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114905105248741542&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114905105248741542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114905105248741542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-lighter-and-other-stuff.html' title='Just A Lighter? And other stuff'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114899410900893322</id><published>2006-05-30T22:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T23:08:24.093+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Photo Hunt And Raid</title><content type='html'>Well I've just spent the last hour ( or more) searching for some photos I took at work today just to show of my dog box of an office. Well there totally gone, I've downloaded programs to recover them, no luck but I've found other photos that should have stayed lost ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a fun day at work today really busy lots of people through the shop which makes for a fast day, surfed the net for a while, rang some suppliers, organized deliveries for tomorrow much the muchness really. Had another friend drop in today, I think there might be some rumours floating around about me because no friends drop in to my work rarely ever and if they do it is normally only for a minute. So I'm starting to get a little suspicious of all these friends dropping in but then again it is nice to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a funny note for me anyway you know when you are doing something let's say a little illegal, you think a policeman will always catch you doing it. Well I was copying something for someone and as soon as I put it on they walked in. I couldn't close the  laptop fast enough then they were looking at me thinking, "mmmmmmmmm what's he hiding?" Shit I thought I was going down it's a raid and then the bloody thing finished and did this huge load tune which made them look at me even more. So I'm sitting there waiting for them to say something when the officer said, "I've got a summons here for (oh shit what have i done now went thru my head ) a Chris T" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew it was 2 years ago Chris bought some stolen goods, he didn't know they were stolen. He filled out all the right paper work so everything legal on our side but the goods had been resold straight away so nothing could be done about it. He just has to go to court and say yes that is the person who sold it to me and then go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after they left I cleaned out my undies (thank goodness I wasn't wearing my favourite ones) and finished off lunch then more customers. Boss came in in one of his great moods. I thought, "Shit here we go again." He stuck his hands in his pockets and said "which pocket do you want" I said"the left " He reaches in and gives me a mandarin and says "go home early if you want". After I picked myself up you couldn't see me for the dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoosh I was home yeah rang &lt;a href="http://nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; said I would start tea. Fifteen minutes later she was home and lets say no kids make for a great time to be in love ;) xox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as far as I can say I've had a great day and so far a great night. Best be off and get a good nights sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114899410900893322?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114899410900893322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114899410900893322&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114899410900893322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114899410900893322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/05/great-photo-hunt-and-raid.html' title='The Great Photo Hunt And Raid'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114888494144433763</id><published>2006-05-29T16:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T16:42:21.453+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friend Indeed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/1600/Chris%20T%20sesize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="131" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2918/3018/200/Chris%20T%20sesize.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick one today had a friend drop in to work today who I don't really have that much to do with personally and he didn't say much just kept looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;Finally got the better of me and he got me to talk about some things that have been troubling me, and he nearly hit me on the head with the phone saying that if I ever get like that again he wanted me to ring him and just talk it through Well thanks C.T will do now that I know you will bash my head in with a phone if I don't.&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;Cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114888494144433763?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114888494144433763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114888494144433763&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114888494144433763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114888494144433763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/05/friend-indeed.html' title='A Friend Indeed'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114882409540960027</id><published>2006-05-28T23:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T23:48:15.440+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Truce Giggles and Fun</title><content type='html'>Well the line has been drawn in the sand and the war is over I think? Both sides have agreed to end this stupid war and move on which is good for everyone. As they say,  "War what is it good for? Absolutely nothing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to the end and here is to a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been chatting with &lt;a href="http://georgesfunkyworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;George &lt;/a&gt;tonight and having a laugh a minute all about cows. I don't know why but it seems to be funny to be giggling about cows and when you think about it they are alien-like.  Four stomachs, eat green grass, give white milk, they are strange creatures. But we seem to be able to laugh at anything so thanks Big Mac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to stop drink coming out my nose when I saw the layout &lt;a href="http://www.nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; did for&lt;a href="http://ambermcalpine.blogspot.com/"&gt; Amber&lt;/a&gt;. How cute are those undies? Bet your mum is going to love those photos. Try explaining that hey, um they kind of fell down um thought a spider crawled up my leg LOL. Oh well enough of undies but then again we all need some cool undies don't we? Strut around thinking, "I'm cool because of me undies." Makes you feel good, it makes me feel good anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day once again didn't get out of bed until nearly bloody lunch time so have to get my fat arse out of bed earlier so I'm not tired all day, lack of motivation all day just from sleeping in and lounging around the house . Didn't do much just relaxed with the kids. I didn't even leave the house today. How bad is that? Oops, sorry went to shop to get milk and chocolate very important errand so I did leave for ten minutes but hurried back to my safe and warm house, well back to my comfy spot on couch anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a rollercoaster of a week but I'm glad to say that ride is over and I'm just enjoying the walk home nice and slow, maybe a few bumps in road, but when you're walking you don't notice them do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I'm so happy to be in a great place and having great friends around me can't wait to catch up with all of them soon and have some fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya all soon I hope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114882409540960027?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114882409540960027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114882409540960027&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114882409540960027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114882409540960027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/05/truce-giggles-and-fun.html' title='Truce Giggles and Fun'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114873707357976254</id><published>2006-05-27T23:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T23:37:53.586+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Battle Continues</title><content type='html'>Just when you think everything is ok wham you are right back where you started from. Getting so sick and tired of the same crap coming back to haunt me, over and over again. Please let it go and let me be me. I thought I was me but then something changed for the worst. So once again here I go again clawing my way back up but at least it is easier to get back to being me again same path.&lt;br /&gt;Im nearly there its nearly over so much quicker and easier this time thanks to some special person who knows me so well and wants ME back to being me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to go getting late need beauty sleep&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114873707357976254?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114873707357976254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114873707357976254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114873707357976254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114873707357976254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/05/battle-continues.html' title='The Battle Continues'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114871452276675056</id><published>2006-05-27T16:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T17:22:02.773+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Day</title><content type='html'>Well what a fantastic day, sky is blue sun was shining birds singing well not really singing but you now what I mean. Layed in bed forever with my beautiful wife &lt;a href="http://www.nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; tried to convince her to stay all day but she has so much work to do I was holding her up.&lt;br /&gt;Dragged my fat arse out of bed about ten had breaky and have spent all day with kids and cleaning out cupboard where all the kids games and puzzles live. Maddy has been so excited she hasn't seen half of these games before oohh lets do this one dad and this one and this one and so on, Alex has been busy playing games on laptop all day new toy for him never seen him so quiet before then again put any media device in front of him and he goes blank just like dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So not much exciting things happening today just a great lazy day with the kids and &lt;a href="http://www.nicolefinlayson.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; , so far anyway but there is still the night time to get through kids fed bathed and bed.By the sounds of it it wont be long before they are in bed, I think it is wearing of this nice behavior oh well cant last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best be off and get dinner ready yummy spag bol for tea my favorite&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114871452276675056?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114871452276675056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114871452276675056&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114871452276675056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114871452276675056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/05/great-day.html' title='A Great Day'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114861884828592617</id><published>2006-05-26T14:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T14:51:34.586+10:00</updated><title type='text'>What A wonderful world.</title><content type='html'>I was just listening to &lt;a class="style20" id="Louis Armstrong lyrics" href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/louis-armstrong-lyrics.html"&gt;Louis Armstrong&lt;/a&gt; - What A wonderful World.&lt;br /&gt;And I couldn't some up any better than this song that all the things in this world are beautiful in so many wonderful ways especially the part were he sings friends shaking hands saying how do you do but really saying I love you. It is so easy to ask how are you but it is so hard to say I love you.Can you turn to your friend and say I love you without them feeling weird or ummm distant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I mean by that well I mean that I love all my friends male, female all of them, the new ones the old ones, I love them all but have never said it to them because they would think I was strange to say such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not the love you feel for your partner or the love that you have for your children. It is the love of friendship, knowing that they care for you is enough but to say I love you as a friend is great to hear sometimes but very hard to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends out there I know you don't read this but it is for me this blog to get it out of my head so I don't explode so &lt;strong&gt;I love you all&lt;/strong&gt; as my friends and I wanted you all to know that without you all, my life would be incomplete even empty.&lt;br /&gt;sounding a little strange now so&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114861884828592617?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114861884828592617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114861884828592617&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114861884828592617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114861884828592617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-wonderful-world.html' title='What A wonderful world.'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114855233457094322</id><published>2006-05-25T19:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T20:18:54.576+10:00</updated><title type='text'>What now!</title><content type='html'>Who knows hey who cares as long as you have something to look forward too. I don't normally do quotes but this I thought suited me at the moment :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I awoke one morning and found myself .- Lord Byron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114855233457094322?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114855233457094322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114855233457094322&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114855233457094322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114855233457094322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-now.html' title='What now!'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114847715726708907</id><published>2006-05-24T23:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T23:25:57.276+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fork in the road</title><content type='html'>How many does one person have to come across before he finds a nice long stretch of highway. It has been plaguing me for a while, I think I'm on the straight road doing fine then crap another fork in the road do you go left do you go right or go back and start again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think I've got it, stop driving get out and walk for a while this way it will take me longer and I can enjoy the peace and quite of the open air.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe even find a hippie chic on the way to keep me company and walk hand in hand for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaahhhh free at last&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114847715726708907?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114847715726708907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114847715726708907&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114847715726708907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114847715726708907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/05/fork-in-road.html' title='Fork in the road'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114845282214271775</id><published>2006-05-24T16:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T22:17:21.750+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted</title><content type='html'>Mmmmm blogging is so addictive I can see why so many people use it. I so didn't want a blog, but look here I am blogging again cant help it now thought creeps into my head ooohhh must blog that.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm addicted when I'm sitting at work trying to think of ways to blog then it comes to me I've got a laptop yeah I can take that to work set up an account ten minutes later I can surf my little heart out but snag. My account is in my lovely,gorgeous,spunky,foxy,hippie chic wife's name so how do you go about asking to spend another ten dollars a month so I can surf the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was easy asked and she granted without winging whining just said ok.&lt;br /&gt;So here I am at work blogging thanks to my Lovely,Gorgeous,Spunky,Hippie chic wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for you&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114845282214271775?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114845282214271775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114845282214271775&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114845282214271775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114845282214271775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/05/addicted.html' title='Addicted'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114838804966632158</id><published>2006-05-23T22:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T22:40:49.676+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends like these.</title><content type='html'>Can you have a friendship with someone that is so strong that no matter what happens you still have them there at the end of it all once all the dust settles down. I've never really thought you could until now, it has been the best and worst rollercoaster I have ever been on so far anyway. So to the people out there in the real world thanks for being there when all has settled down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anyone and everyone out there ring your friend and tell them you are always there if they need you or just say hey how are you, let them know you are still there for them even if it has been a long time. Everybody needs a friendly reminder that someone is still thinking of them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To answer myself yes you can have a friendship like that because I have one of them.&lt;br /&gt;talk to you soon friends&lt;br /&gt;promise&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114838804966632158?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114838804966632158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114838804966632158&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114838804966632158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114838804966632158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/05/friends-like-these.html' title='Friends like these.'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114836667098257161</id><published>2006-05-23T16:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T16:44:30.990+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again!</title><content type='html'>Well I think I've said it before I HATE getting up early. There is nothing worse than to get to work and only have a few cartons to deliver, you think I got out of bed rushed around hurried to work for this three cartons took me ten minutes to do then I'm awake sitting in a car thinking now what.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well at least I went and got bread and something for my sons lunch box special treat for a great kid.&lt;br /&gt;On a crappier note I've really messed my self up again and I don't know which way to go do you take the fun and exciting road or the safe and comfortable road, too many damn emotions come into it. Quit and run away or stay and fight for your sanity!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I love to just quit and hide in a corner till everything is better but then what life would that be,I need to fight but don't know who or what to fight anymore and I am so sick of hurting friends and family they are not punching bags for my emotions/feelings/anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all my friends that I've hurt,mislead,mistrusted I'm am so sorry words can not describe how low I am feeling about how I've treated everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough of that it was not all bad it has been an average cold day but I'm alive the sun is kind of shining the birds are singing family are well.So there is always a silver lining to everyday&lt;br /&gt;thanks for listening to my dribble&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114836667098257161?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114836667098257161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114836667098257161&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114836667098257161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114836667098257161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/05/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again!'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114829161375055952</id><published>2006-05-22T19:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T22:31:31.770+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Better days</title><content type='html'>I just finished reading my BEAUTIFUL wife Nicole's blog and I was reading the words to better days and I had a tear or two good song when you read the words well enough of that anyway.A great start to the day then all went pear shaped started my parcel run three boxes to the ford place then home again had to go to yarragon and pick up some furniture bring back to warragul then unload truck by myself,nothing like lugging heavy furniture by yourself to get you going done that pretty quickly worst thing then no customers all afternoon until closing time, everyone came in then, oh well at least they came in.&lt;br /&gt;Best be off my fav show on Mythbusters&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114829161375055952?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/feeds/114829161375055952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28528531&amp;postID=114829161375055952&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114829161375055952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28528531/posts/default/114829161375055952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com/2006/05/better-days.html' title='Better days'/><author><name>Nathan Finlayson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04956388724913417487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a366/NicFinno/Nath_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28528531.post-114828829810758246</id><published>2006-05-22T18:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T18:58:18.113+10:00</updated><title type='text'>OOPS</title><content type='html'>Well I did the stupidest thing trying to edit my blog deleted the whole thing instead maybe that's a sign to get rid of it but I will try again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28528531-114828829810758246?l=nathanfinlayson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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