For the wealthy.

Olive might find this surprising since she can just grab a coconut from her property and give it a whack with a knife for a drink, but here the fancy packaging and the magic word "organic" will work wonders for easing money out of cards (the type who would buy tend not to be cash buyers)
Myself I'm usually limited to the $0.99 orange concentrate that mixes up 2 litres, to be honest I find it usually tastes better than the fancier orange juices which I think tend to be bitter pith heavy.

Worn out.

The seam split on my favourite old salt shaker, I suppose I have to move on.

Mini Chocolate Hills of Ingham.

The bumps on the nature strip in the middle of town reminded me of the Chocolate Hills of Bohol.

Not what many countries think.

Jewel(led) Thongs would be something you wear on your feet, smokers find them useful for butting out the cigarettes they they put in that big ashtray called the ground.

Front end rattle.

Cubby has a bit of a rattle when travelling on a rough surface, I'm hoping replacing the sway bar links (one shown here in the centre of pic) will silence it for a while.
I've ordered a pair, hopefully I can find the energy to fit them.

Don't use this for a mouthwash.

My mouth has been a bit sore since having that tooth pulled, possibly from a bit of infection, thinking something stronger than the recommended salty water may clean things up I stupidly thought I'd try a bit of budget priced disinfectant despite dire warnings from Olive. Sadly my Homer Simpson/Peter Griffin gene kicked in when I noted no skull and crossbones labelling.
A big mistake, the taste is horrid, really really bad, if you value anything in life don't try this, despite the frugal cost it isn't worth the effort unless you're on a diet that restricts you eating for hours, absolutely everything you eat after trying this has a ghastly taste.
A possible positive though is I think I have a slight reduction in pain.

A flower at dawn.

A year today since Grace left us.