I decided to take my children to the "Egyptian Antiquities from the Louvre" exhibition yesterday. My eldest piked out on me - saying he wanted to go out with his friends (sigh, its started).  Soooo my youngest said he would come with me cause it sounded sort of interesting.

Anyways, I throw Ben into the shower, and sit down at the computer to try to work out why it is lagging like a sick dog - and has been for three days.  Next thing I know, it is 10:30 (and the computer is still *censored* well lagging).  Jump up and throw myself in the shower, telling Ben to grab some breakfast.  Get dressed and realise that I need some breakfast cause I dont think I ate the day before.  Sit down and have some toast and a glass of milk.  Look at the clock, ARRRRGH, just missed the bus - gotta wait for another hour (damn I hate this new bus timetable) Oh well, I'll just have some more food and read a book.  Look at the clock and realise I'm just about to miss the next bus. Race out the door, run to the bus stop, wait for 15 minutes until I realise that I've missed it again. GRRRR I'll just walk to the other bus stop for the different route.  Just to see that bus driving off as I round the corner.   I'm not going home now!!!

Eventually get on a Bus, go to Tuggers, then Woden, then Civic, change buses and go to the National Museum of Australia.  Those of you who live in Canberra will be saying Oh No at this point.  Wander aimlessly around the museum looking for the signs to the Egyptian exhibit, slightly surprised that it isnt better advertised. Walk back to the information desk and ask where the exhibit is.  Bloke behind the desk gives me a pitying look and says "that would be on the other side of the lake in the National Gallery".  OH ********* !!!!!  Ben pats me on the shoulder and says "Poor Mum, do you want to go home".  By this stage I'm getting to this damn exhibit even if it kills me.

After that it wasnt too bad.  Sat in the 30 degree heat and waited for the next bus which took us to the gallery.  Enjoyed the exhibit.  Ben studied Ancient Egypt last year in school, so it brought to life what he had studied.  He enjoyed himself playing tour guide for his poor old Mum.  Years ago, I went to the Tutenkhamun Exhibit (from the Egyptian Gallery) in Sydney, so it was not particularly mind blowing for me. However it was interesting, and I loved seeing the Book of the Dead scrolls.

Ben bought his brother a sacred cat deity as a giftie and I bought a pouporri sachet called Arabian Nights, impregnated with essential oils to assist sleep.  Man oh man it works.  Sitting on the bus on the way home, when WHACK, the back of my head hit the back bar of the seat as I fell asleep.  Never, ever had that happen to me before.  Think I will have to go back and get a few more sachets and seal em in plastic bags for later use.  Gotta tell ya, hubby will be driving me there this time!