This Burning Desire

Most acting courses worth their salt are either interstate or in the country. There was one — at the Vic College of the Arts — that if he got in, he could live at home and take the train in each morning. He saved up around 15K over that year he worked in the office job, quietly salting it away for what may come in the next year. Meanwhile, the house was sold and he moved back in with us.

He still kept going to work, saving and still having fun. When he was accepted into a really terrific course in rural Victoria, I was worried about the expense of housing him.

But, as you already know, he already had that covered. He was determined not to ask me for money for it, so he paid for his first year of accommodation. Towards the end of that year, he had a birthday and he knew the mature-aged student allowance from Centrelink would kick in, enabling him to pay rent for the next 2 years.

All of my children have grown up to be very debt-averse. None of them have credit cards and the only person they borrow money from is The Bank of Mum if their car blows up or something. They appreciate the interest-free component. And they always pay me back. I think it shows maturity beyond his years.

But what about the rest of his expences? Is he incredibly frugal, spending money only on essentials? Well, if you consider buying 5 copies of the same vinyl album of his favourite band because it came in 5 different colours frugal… then yes!

He spends very little on clothes. He follows his own heart. When we finished moving in I took him out to lunch. I was paying, of course. On the way up to Ballarat, we went via IKEA, where I bought him a Queen-sized bed with all the trimmings, plus a few other odds and ends that he needed.

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He thinks that the extra things are coming out of his Christmas money. They use it for clothes, usually. The next step is to teach him about compounding and investing.

Imagine what the children of younger FIRE parents will be absorbing as they grow? Not my usual genre of music, but when I heard that they were coming I knew I had to get a ticket. Not for present Frogdancer, but for Past Frogdancer. Every bogan in Melbourne was there. This gif illustrates the typical bogan couple in a recreational mood. Some people were wearing mullet wigs, but an impressive number of men and women were sporting home-grown mullets and Bon Jovi t-shirts stretched out over middle-aged paunches.

Fortunate Frogdancer struck again at this concert. This is a ladies bathroom at a major event in a stadium seating K. This is unheard of. And yet — you see the evidence. We had open space at the bar! It took around 20 minutes for the hordes of thirsty Bon Jovians to find this bar and fill up the place. See where my feet end and the bottle of water begins? That stool was HIGH!! After our drinkies, we found our seats.

When we were looking at our obligatory selfie, Blogless Megan noticed the woman behind my head. I have no idea what she has in her mouth…. Our seats were right beside where the sound people are. That meant that we were in the perfect place to get the best sound. Then look what happened!! These freakishly tall people came and sat in front of us. I silently sighed, resigned to my fate.

See him in the cowboy hat??? He was hugely influential in the music scene. Gently boring, to be honest. For the first HOUR, there was only one good song. I just stood there, listening to the music and watching the crowd. After the first hour, the concert got more interesting. There were a couple of songs that I vaguely knew, so that was good. Lots of mobile phone action during a song where he talked about lying down in a bed of roses. Sounded dangerously prickly to me, but it seemed to be a crowd favourite. Would I go to see them again? Imagine if I could send a message back to her — to tell her to chill, that everything was going to work out fine.

The quest to make The Best House in Melbourne as schmicko as possible for when Old Lady Frogdancer pulls the pin on full-time work has reached another stage. One of the neighbours stopped and asked me about how much the bricks cost. Mine cost astronomically higher than that. I should have been a builder instead of going into teaching! The question is — do I finish the backyard by putting a roof over the lower part and creating a huge outdoor room, or do I finish the paving by getting the sides of the house done?

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Early on in the life of this blog, I wrote about the nightmare of a house that was being built beside us. You can quickly skim through the post here. Three years after the build began, the owners have finally moved in. From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.

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2. When Your Child Won’t Eat or Eats Too Much?
3. Burning Desire () - IMDb.
4. La Brute et les cloportes (MON PETIT EDITE) (French Edition).
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6. Charles Baudelaire: Sein Leben, sein Werk und die Blumen des Bösen. (German Edition).

Elizabeth Grant Justin Parker. Retrieved September 24, Retrieved March 16, Retrieved 11 October Lana Del Rey on road to Scotland". Retrieved 16 February Retrieved 26 February So how does this ad compare? For one thing, the music is great. More and more advertisements are picking up "indie" artists - Fun and even the Flaming Lips - in order to sell their stuff with superior music. This is both insulting to us as hardcore music fans, and refreshing to us as people immersed in ad culture despite our best efforts. It also poses a well-discussed dilemma for artists: The issue is far less dramatic for a singer who's already classified as "commercial" see: Beyonce, Elton John and despite the fact that "Video Games" was played on a bunch of alternative radio stations, Del Rey is signed to Interscope same as Lady Gaga and is considered at this point a well-established pop singer.

So should we give her a break? I've heard lots of listeners complain that her songs all sound the same, but manage to get stuck in your head for days, so it seems pretty logical that she'd be a contender for car endorsements at some point. Yes, "Burning Desire" was written for a car commercial, but when it comes to the often-cringeworthy world of pop music, I'll take a well-written sponsored song over a terrible one any day.

We're not going to take it as serious songwriting, but we're willing to give Lana the benefit of the doubt here, and enjoy this slow jam. That being said, I'm probably not going to go out and see Desire.

Or buy a Jaguar. Watch the video for "Burning Desire" below. What do you think: Songs We Loved This Week. Nick de la Hoyde live at Baeble HQ.