Today: 10/10/10

This is what we were doing at 10.10 am today the 10/10/10.....

What were you doing???

;-) xx Jazzy

Note: See Redmum's Blog for all the photos (including this one) that she has collated!

How Does Your Garden Grow???

 Not very well, if you're like us here at Chez Jazzy. Not a green finger amongst us I'm afraid. Although, I do think WiiBoy may be developing some! We still need all the help we can get though! See that leaf on our new, beautiful green lawn? Sitting there reminding us of the approaching new season and our need for some Autumn lawn care. Believe me that leaf is the first of a deluge that is sure to follow, real soon. We have huge 200 year old trees in the field behind us!

Some time ago I wrote about the last remaining job we had to do post The Great Flood of 2008! Our back garden. Now, all we really needed was a nice lawn but even a simple lawn needs a lot of care and attention.
And our lawn needed more care and attention than most. Well, not only has it survived a flood but it has also survived a 1000litre heating oil leak!! I kid you not.

A new lawn also needs plain ole hard work. We don't do hard work at Chez Jazzy and we are definitely not DIY merchants. We simply wouldn't know where to begin so we always have to get The Man in. In this case we definitely needed The Man as we had some drainage issues to solve too.

And so to fix our lawn. It was bad....

                                        Yes, that is a Christmas Tree you see... in May!

So, we moved the Trampoline to the front garden, where it remains still!

                                              See... we can do hard work after all!

Then we sorted out the soil and laid our new lawn!


Now, as you can imagine a new lawn needs a lot of work to help it "take". No point in splashing out all that cash and then not looking after it. That's when the Jazzys all got to work to take care of our new lawn. We watered it religiously every day for weeks.

And doesn't it look lovely?

We're thrilled with our new luscious, green, lawn but now with the changing seasons we've definitely got to get ourselves some Autumn lawn care. So that we have an even greener lawn come next summer!

Well, when I say we.... I mean Mr Jazzy has to do all the Autumn lawn care ;-)

But shhh.... don't tell him I said that!

xx Jazzy

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Versatile AND Beautiful???

These are the two Blogging Awards recently bestowed upon me from two of my Blogger pals. And I am really grateful for them both. Actually I was quite excited when I heard that I was tagged! Really. I mean I love when people follow my blogs by clicking the link and when they comment. But to get an award...even though it's just a bit of fun ... really makes my day.

And besides, it's nice to be thought of in terms other than "Feisty and Bolshie" for a change!!

So to Kathleen  over at Autism Herd, thank you so much for The Versatile Blogger Award! Wow... this one means a lot!

Some time ago Lynn over at Autism Army also bestowed the Versatile Award on me. She also simultaneously gave me the Beautiful Blogger Award ....

Apologies to you Lynn for being so remiss in doing this post.

You see the rules are that in accepting these awards I have to share Seven Unknown things about me before passing them on to seven more Bloggers.

Seven Unknowns??

Can there be anything about me that I haven't already shared with the Universe, I wondered? And that thought delayed this post.

After sharing My Uluru Experience with you, can there be any more??

I've thought and thought and tried to look back over this Dizzy Jazzy life of mine to find something, anything that I have not yet revealed about myself..... and that might amuse you! There just has to be something I thought, as I stumble through my muddled life.

I could take the easy way out I suppose and tell you stuff like.... how I hate drivers who don't indicate at roundabouts and such like. But sure, where's the fun in that?

There has to be something more interesting...

Here's what I've come up with.......

1)It's a long time since I've revealed this and as I have more readers now it still counts! Everyday I have a secret date. Just me, my lunch (yeast and sugar free these days...sigh) and my secret passion...... Home and Away!  (check out the link... John finds out he has a daughter! Sad... I know!)

2)This one I've only ever revealed when commenting on Jen's Blog so most of you won't know that I can do (successful) CPR.......... on goldfish!! About two years ago I brought our goldfish Bubbles 1 (you can guess why he's #1!) back to life. I'd taken both fish out of the bowl and put them into a smaller one to see if it would help.. Harry the other fish tried to help by nudging him around the bowl. Wasn't working so I took him out of the bowl, massaged him and blew air into his mouth!! I put him back into the bowl and he swam happily about for another nine months or so!! He had turned silver and was now blind (sorry, I can't do sight restoration...yet!) so He was our blind albino goldfish for his remaining time on this earth!! And Harry used to help him get food!! These days Harry has Bubbles 2 to keep him company!

3)Many moons ago, in my early 20's, I went away with some scouting friends for a non-scouting weekend. We had lots of fun staying in this house/cabin in Glencree, Co Wicklow. On the last day, just before we were due to leave to cycle back to Dublin, we all, for some inexplicable reason, got up on the roof of the one story house. We put mattresses on the ground and we were all to jump off the roof and on to the mattresses. Apparently this was a ritual every time they came here on scout weekends. I was terrified and held back. Everyone jumped and had no problems whatsoever. It's fuuunnn they wailed in sheer delight. One pal stayed back with me. He held my hand and together we jumped. No problems.... for him. I fell down between the mattresses and rolled in agony on the ground!! That moment of madness culminated in a week long stay in hospital with torn ligaments that had to be operated on and I had to have my leg in plaster for six weeks! My big question to ask the doctor after the op? Will I walk again? was : Will I dance again?!!
The unknown part of this story is that to this day my mother (my dad has since passed away) still doesn't know that I jumped from a roof!! I just told my parents...and the hospital...that I had a bad fall!!

4)This one is about the time I had my purse nicked. I wonder how many people this has happened to? In this fashion?

Back in the early '90's I was strolling down Grafton Street at lunchtime when a guy came over to me to tell me he'd seen two girls (one in a mustard coloured jumper) nicking my purse out of my bag. he told me that they'd gone down the lane beside Switzers (now BT's) So, off I went to find them. Quite what I'd do if and when I did I hadn't quite thought out yet. I went down the lane that had lots of shoppers going up and down and there I spotted Miss Mustard and pal. They stopped and seemed to be studying something in their hands. As I got closer to them there were suddenly no shoppers about. I peeked in between them and saw that they were going through MY purse. My red and white polka dot purse!! What to do?

Well, without thinking, I just stuck my hand in the middle of them and grabbed my purse!!

Oh crap! Now what do I do?? They, the hardened street-wise brats were shocked into stunned silence, looking like goldfish out of water. Meanwhile the shoppers had all miraculously returned and saw ME take the purse from THEM!!

I reckoned I had to do/say something that would reprimand them and at the same time let the others know that they were the thieves, not me! So what did I do? Yell Call the Gardai...they robbed my purse??

Nah! I, as shocked as they were at my bold actions, simply wagged my finger at them, said: And... And... don't you ever do that again ......and legged it!!

I swear... this is a true story!

5)The first car I ever owned died in a somewhat bizarre and dramatic fashion. It went on fire. Whilst I was driving it! It was old and had just been fitted with a reconditioned engine. I had made a quick trip to the shops as I was headed into the Gaiety Theatre to do a matinee and evening show- we were in the middle of a two week run with the Rathmines and  Rathgar Musical Society at the time.

On the way home I saw smoke coming out of the engine and stopped the car. Very soon after that there were visible flames. A bus driver came to my assistance and put the fire out.... only for it to restart again. He advised me , in my very panicked state,  to go knock on the door of the house I was parked in front off to suggest they might want to move their car.

Now, this is where it gets really bizarre. At the time my Abu Dhabi friend was in Ireland getting married that very day. I had to decline an invitation as I was doing the show but had said I'd go to the afters. I realised that I wouldn't make the afters in time but had no way of telling her. I didn't know where she was staying you see.

I knocked on the door with my tear stained face. The owner opened the door to see panicky 'ole me and a flaming car outside her garden. You'll NEVER believe who it was. None other than my Abu Dhabi friend's mum!! And my friend was inside getting ready for her wedding....dress hanging up and the car was arriving shortly to bring her to the church!!!

OMG..what a reunion!! All worked out well in the end....she went on to her wedding after the Fire Brigade came to douse the flames and I went on to do my two shows! Well, the show must go on and all that jazz!

6) A few years back, after a couple of drinks, myself and my SIL went to see Hazel Kaneswaren and her Band (who's name escapes me at the moment...before Dove) playing in a local Community Hall, in Wicklow. I loved her band, they were great, When we arrived I was dying to go to the bathroom. I got directions, which I am never good at following, especially after a few drinks, and off I sauntered in search of the Ladies Room. Of course I got it wrong and stumbled into this bare room with both men and women in it. Now, this really confused me. I mean, stumbling into the Men's Room (in error!) is a regular occurrence for me...but this room had both men and women in it?? They were laughing at me and told me where I should go. What were they laughing at I wondered?

A while later the band came on stage and and the SIL and I were straight up on the floor dancing away at the front of the stage. The music stopped and Hazel says... Ah look... it's the girl who came into our dressing room... and everyone looks at me! Everyone!!

Embarrassed? Me? Hell no...Dizzy Jazzy here still didn't realise what she'd gone and done this time!

It was a while later before I finally joined the dots..... DOH!

And finally...

7)Another many moons ago story, when I and my pals went on our annual Christmas night out. This year we went to see Red Hurley in the Country Club, in Portmarnock. I had  had a long boozy Christmas lunch with my workmates. I got a taxi home straight from there as I had about an hour to get ready. A quick sobering shower and schlap on of the make up later and I was all set to go. I was in very good form... as you can well imagine!

After the big (also sobering) meal the show began. Red was great... he has a really good voice.As the audience warmed up he did his usual singing through the tables. Getting closer to his adoring fans. But this time he got closer than I'm sure he ever thought possible. Thanks to yours truly.

As he got closer to our table I, being helpful and still a tad tipsy, decided to pull my chair in so he could easily pass by. I mean, he was singing!. Except... I didn't quite pull the chair in. I kinda leaned in to the table tipping the back legs of my chair up a bit. Bad move!

Red got closer to me, his adoring fans were up on their feet and following him around the floor! One woman in particular was practically hanging out of him!

He got ever closer to me and his world came crashing down. Literally!!

As he crossed, still singing, behind me he tripped over the legs of my chair and went sprawling on the ground!!
And the woman who was hanging out of him threw herself on top of him and was hugging him and singing to him with everyone else crowding around him!! I of course,  returned my seat to the correct position and looked innocently around me!

It was hilarious!! So, so funny. He couldn't get up for ages! Everyone was in knots of laughter, our table even more so as we knew what had happened!! He kept going on about it afterwards trying to figure out what had happened!! And we sure weren't telling!

And there you have it.... my Seven Unknowns!!

Gosh, it's amazing what you can dig up when you think about it. Although, perhaps these should have remained buried deep within my memories. Forever!

And now, to name the next seven victims recipients. Three of my favourites are already gone so I hereby nominate the following named Bloggers to receive these awards

1) The fabulous Blogger Jean at Planet Outreach
2) My new favourite read; BigAlphy's Blog
3) Another great read; teenautism (I know you've already done the Beautiful Blogger one but you deserve the Versatile one for your sidebar ;-)

4) Another new one: Pampers and Pinot (same applies to you Kristy ;-)
5) The lovely and interesting NanP (same applies to you too!)
6) The also lovely and interesting Softthistle
7) The very clever and versatile (it has to be said!) Clive the Assistance Dog.

Now, come on you lot..... SPILL!

Don't leave me here with egg on my chin!!

xx Jazzy