Manic Monday funnies (Because I forgot to post on TGIF!)
Today, being a public holiday (which by law must be spent doing as little as possible, while deliberately avoiding any hint of Outlook controlled activities), my gorgeous guy and I slept in, ate crumpets on the balcony (as one does, doncha know), and then went for a long, meandering walk in Sydney Park - the weather was sunny but with a crisp, cool breeze, the wetlands full of ducks and Pea Hens, and with my guy holding hands with you, the walk was damn near perfect. Here is what we saw:
Labels: exercise, My gorgeous guy, Sydney Park
What a fabulous day!
Long sleep in - making up for losing the hour of sleep that the start of Daylight Saving robbed from us wantonly and with scant regard for our vitality and sense of unending zinginess - then off to the lovely Elle's in Croydon for a Lord of the Rings marathon with her equally lovely sister Beth, her delightful boyfriend, Lachlan, and friends from my writing group, Selina, Jacqueline and Nick. Now to be honest, we missed the first movie entirely, and lost about 1/2 hour of Two Towers but watched it in all its extended glory from 2.30 to 5.45 before watching the first 45 minutes of Return of the King. As is Peter Jackson's want, there was a heap of new extended material that really didn't add much to the story in one sense, but which was wonderfully rich and involving anyway. We also riffed off each other beautifully, creating what to us at least was fantastically hilarious commentary. My gorgeous guy and I had so much fun and I can't wait for the rumoured Star Wars marathon. That will be fun!!
Labels: Aidan, Elle, Fahmi, Lord of the Rings, My gorgeous guy, spidersgroup, Terra Nova, Warren
First off an impromptu brunch with Waz, Fahmi and my gorgeous guy @ South End Cafe, which was in favour with us under the founders who cooked innovative fun food in a friendly atmosphere, fell out of favour with us when the second owner took over and tried and failed to keep the original ethos alive and kicking, and has leapt back into favour with whoever the hell owns it now. All I know is the Pea & Haloumi Pancakes are back baby and delicious as ever!!
| Ian and (must check name) |
| My gorgeous guy Steve, and Bill (partner of Ian, above) |
| Gary prepares the cake with lots o' cream |
| The birthday boy waving hello Vulcan-style |
| The candle goes crazy and Brett leans back out of harm's way |
| Bill and I |
Labels: Auntie Liz, birthdays, Brett, Fahmi, My gorgeous guy, South End cafe, Warren
Migraine.
Busy uneventful Friday that started early checking on the food and arrangements for a major business breakfast my boss had that was supposed to feature a long, relaxed lunch at Macquarie Centre with my good work friend, Bill until.... MIGRAINE.
So much fun at lunch today.
I didn't take it at my desk and I bought it! But it gets better peeps! (Yes I am using street language again and I know I promised not to do it but I feel vaguely hip when I do, and you wouldn't rob a 40 plus guy of a one fleeting moment of delusional hipness would you?) I had lunch with my wonderful friend Heather, who I started working with at FedEx, and later joined at Optus, who is now on maternity leave (Heather, not Optus), who came in especially when she heard about my exciting good news about the new job! How lovely is she to go to all that trouble?! She also brought in her beautiful 4 month old daughter, Millilani, and we were joined by her husband Ross, who was marking his second last day as a contractor at Optus.
Off to my writing group tonight, spidersgroup, so named because someone's mother misheard the name one day, and as usual, little writing will be done. We will, however, talk about all manner of pop culture fun, I'll announce my big news, eat over priced food at City Extra, and go down then to sleep.
They are an awesome bunch of people, and it's fun whenever I see them. I expect tonight to be no different!
Labels: spidersgroup, writing
I have resigned my job!
No, I have not taken collective leave of my senses (St George Bank if you're reading this, and I wouldn't be surprised if you were since Google and Facebook like to read everything I do, I am moving to another well paying job so please relax, and worry about Greece defaulting instead please) but rather I have finally found my dream job which will involve assisting the owner and director with her writing/speaking/blogging/book authoring/magazine editing duties, as well eventually getting to write material for all those fora myself, which is even more exciting! Somewhere in there will be the mundane stuff too, but I am excited about finally having a job that marries up all my acquired skills, with my passion and love for writing, and I am beyond happy that a job I tagged as 'aspirational' actually exists and that I have managed to snare it!
Labels: New job
It rained a LOT today.
gloriously so...and it was cold. Normal people hate this kind of weather but I love it. Cold, rainy weather has a lovely snuggly vibe to it and that's just what my guy and I did all day.
He pottered around his apartment reorganising his bookcase, I blogged and blogged and blogged, only venturing out to get vittels including pies from the local Vietnamese bakery which weren't too bad really. High praise indeed right?!
Anyway it was one of those delightfully chilled days that make the weekends so relaxing and good for the soul.
Quite the foodie day really!
We had a very late brunch, called Lunch by normal folks at Post Cafe in Marrickville Cafe and the food was DIVINE DARLING DIVINE! Seriously yummy lime and dill beer batter on barramundi fillets with the most perfect chips, and my gorgeous guy's brioche stack with thick slices of haloumi cheese was impressive too. I could have just sat on our stools at the window side tables all day and waited for dinner....
| Fahmi and Stephen seated in front of the funky POP! culture mural |
| Sausages YUM, Mash YUM, mushy peas YUM!!! |
| Ian, Warren (hiding behind Ian), Fahmi, Stephen and my gorgeous guy |
Labels: Bench Wine Bar, Fahmi, Ian, Newtown, Post Cafe, Saturday, Smash Sausage Kitchen, Stephen M, Warren
Labels: Japanese, Justin and Cam