Well it’s a fun packed weekend all round here in the land of Oz. Apart from the fact that our PM has seen fit to ‘loose the dogs of war’ without actually explaining what the threat to Australia is to anyone there have been other, and to my mind, more important issues that came to a head over the last few days. Let me explain and to do so you’ll have to take a little trip across the pond to my house here in Mackay.
It’s late and I’m tired as this summer cold [not the flu – I don’t care what my husband says – it’s NOT the flu ’cause the Flu would mean I’m sick not just off colour.] is dragging me down so I decide to have an early night. Fast forward a few hours and I wake with a heavy ominous feeling in my chest and a whistling rattle fading away in my ears. Frozen I listen carefully, someone is in the house!!! I shake my husband and explain that I can hear someone breathing although it is muffled somehow, obviously they’re right outside the closed door!!!
Michael doesn’t seem impressed by my logic and rolls over to go back to sleep. It is up to me to defend the home. Arming myself with a hairbrush I creep slowly toward the bedroom door. I must be more afraid that I realize as sweat trickles down my back and along my neck.
Waiting quietly I can hear the muffled breathing, it has an odd whistle like that of an old fashioned kettle and I wonder who or what waits on the other side of the door. As I slowly relax the whistle fades away and I think now is the time to open the door, they’ve gone somewhere else in the house. Slowly opening the door I creep out and catch a shadow moving out of the corner of my eye.
Leaping from the hallway into the bathroom, hairbrush raised I freeze at the soul destroying sight the meets my eyes. Standing in my bathroom is none other than A ZOMBIE!! Squealing in a manner reminiscent to a dying pig I leap away from this fearsome sight and as my heart pounds I hear again the odd little whistle. Obviously it is the death rattle of the this creature waiting for me in the bathroom.
Turning, I immediately start ticking off the needs to be done on the Zombie Apocalypse survival plan when I run smack bang into Michael. He said I’d scared him when I squealed [I vehemently denied the squealing but admitted to some possible mini screaming].
I wasted no time and spilled my story of waking to the ominous presence in the house, the whistling rattle that was all that remained of life in the Zombie waiting to devour us in the bathroom and then how I came face to face with the creature, barely escaping with my life. Michael didn’t seem as impressed as I was with my recitation and asked me to describe said Zombie.
Oh it was truly horrible, under the bathroom lights it stood in front of me, pale as the moon with hair so wild you’d think Shirley Temple had stuck a finger in the light socket. Dark shadows under it’s yellow eyes which were swollen and skin that looked clammy and flushed all at once. Shaking I described this fearsome creature and was not impressed by the lack of fear Micheal seemed to have, in fact he seemed to be doing his best not to laugh out loud. Getting cranky I said ‘You can’t tell me you don’t hear that noise it’s making‘. To which he replied ‘Oh yes I can hear ……… IT” and then, then he giggled. Obviously the fear had broken his mind but I refused to back down.
We would face this creature, I suggest going to get the hammer out of the tool drawer in the kitchen since in all good Zombie movies destroying the brain is the way to put an end to its rampage and I didn’t think my hairbrush would be up to the task.
Michael said he wanted to get a good look before deciding on weapons and even asked if I’d give him the hairbrush because [and this made no sense] he’d make less of a mess. Creeping forward again we both heard the breathy rattle and this time Michael did look a little upset, mumbling we’ll have to do something about that soon as we approached the bathroom door.
Slowly raising my hand to the door knob I looked over my shoulder to make sure he was ready with the hair brush. Seeing him wave it at me I opened the door and leapt into the bathroom.
There, there, Oh those yellow eyes ….. get it Michael get it!!! Turning around I saw him looking into the mirror, the zombie stood beside him but when I turned there was no Zombie in the bathroom. Darn I didn’t know Zombies were the opposite of Vampires. Vamps have no reflection but obviously Zombies have a reflection but little else.
Michael suggested I wave at the Zombie, a little surprised and thinking he may need his medication looked at I humoured him and did so. It was then, as the Zombie waved at me that I realized that the Zombie was wearing my PJ’s. Damn when did I turn into a Zombie, do I have to eat brains now? I don’t want to eat brains or human flesh, maybe I’m a broken Zombie.
Michael suggested that it was possible I was still human just a human with the Flu. I’m not sure which I prefer actually but not giving in entirely I said ‘what about that noise, we both heard it’. To which he replied that the noise I heard was ME and my chest was rattling like a babies toy and my breath whistling like a tea kettle. So it seems, appearances aside, that there was no Zombie attack in Mackay last night and I have had to concede that the Summer Cold is actually the Flu, fun packed with fever and chills. Know what – I think I’d actually prefer the Zombie Apocalypse to how I feel right now. To end this on just the right note I think we’ll finish with a song from the Crypt Kickers, ‘Monster Mash’.
I don’t know. Those Zombies can be tricky, and people stricken with the flu are easier victims. I understand they often sneak into people’s bathrooms because they know that’s were people always go. Stay alert and check out the bathroom thoroughly when ever you use it.
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See – I knew there was more to it. Michael won’t let me have the baseball bat next to the bed in case he reminds me of a Zombie late at night so I’ll just keep it beside the bathroom door for evening visits.
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We keep shotguns handy for Zombies, but we live in the wild west where we have more than just zombies to worry about.
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Oh in Oz guns aren’t something we have lying around as a general rule, unless you’re on a property or the armed services.
Apparently it’s not Zombies we’ve got lots of in Oz its werewolves according to the latest movies.
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Stay a-lert but not a-larmed. That should deal with Abbott’s terror threat as well as the zombies.
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Oh VERY good – I’m going to steal that for something later today. Shall remain on A-lert but attempt not to A-larm the population around me.
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Ooh Jenni – please get well soon. I just wrote a long comment, but WP ate it. In a nutshell, a very funny post that made me smile. Thank You and please get your flu seen to – it can turn into something worse of you ignore it.
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Don’t you hate it when WP eats your comments – it’s usually only when you’ve written something really witty too. Will be taking care with the Flu as it couldn’t have come at a worse time actually. Glad I made you smile, I’d smile too except I scared myself last time I smiled in the mirror. The flu has not done wonders for my appearance.
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Do you think the ‘there was a zombie in my bathroom’ defence was what won it for Oscar Pistorious?
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Oh my – well he tried everything else to get around the fact that he’s an abusive murdering scum so I wouldn’t be surprised if a Zombie defense was called upon.
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Indeed. Extraordinary decision so far as I can make out without having lived the trial. What’s the betting the sentence reflects his ‘remorse’
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Won’t take that bet – I find it very unsettling that it went the way that it did. That poor family – they lost a daughter and now the have to listen to how hard it was for the man who killed her.
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Firstly Jenn look after yourself!! Flu is a nasty beast …. It can lead to Zombieism ! Secondly make sure Michael looks after you well. Thirdly try to ensure HD does not get even a sniffle as men reach Zombie status quicker and longer when ‘un well’ Other than that all I can say is keep warm and drink lots of fluid.
Talking of your PM as soon as he let loose the dogs of war he went native ! Apparently he is running your vast nation from a camp! He is spending time at an aboriginal camp sight seeing how they live and what hardships they endure. He is roughing it…… I don’t think so! More importantly Jenn get better. xxxx
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This is a PR shot that they did while he’s ‘out bush’. The man is a moron as well as not giving a damn about our indigenous population since he’s just cut funding to 54 indigenous family support groups.
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What a twerp like all politicians he is walking the walk and talking the talk all show. I am not qualified to comment on the aborigines but like the American Indians they have been dealt a very harsh hand.
How are you feeling ? xxx
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Like a elephant is sitting on my chest. Not so bad at the moment as the fever seems to have broken for the moment so I’m not so foggy around the edges. I’m hoping it will stay that way but usually with the flu you get chills and fever on and off for a few days.
Yes he is an idiot – without any idea of just how patronizing a fool he is.
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I do hope you get better soon I have only had Flu twice and it was rough …I could not stand one time had to drag myself across the floor from bed to loo!! I reckon if the Zombies saw any of us with Flu they would think twice before eating us!
As for that condescending idiot they’d finish him off in seconds! xxxx
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Now there’s an idea that brings a smile to my face. Death by Zombie for our PM.
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I don’t think it was the flu but I do think it was the medication, which leaves me only one question: is it available on the open market and where can I get some?
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LOL Oh really, sad to say that there was no medication involved other than some antihistamine to help dry up my nose and chest and I’m not sure they could conjure Zombies. I’ll see what happens tonight and let you know.
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Haha! Get well soon. 🙂
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Obviously you kept your brains intact to be able to write this!!
Poor Michael!
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