I haven’t blogged for A LONG TIME but don’t worry, I’m still alive! Somehow being on the beach / by the pool trumps being online. Sadly we’re packing up and heading back to Sydney tonight so the regular blog program shall recommence shortly.
I’ve just set my Out of Office (is that seriously the best feeling or what?) and tomorrow I am off to Brisvegas to see my parents and then on Wednesday next week… I get to cuddle this adorable little creature! I CANNOT WAIT.
I’m sure I’ll find time to blog from the sunshine state, if I’m not too busy sipping cocktails by the pool or eating chubby little babies, but if you miss me a little too much *coughGAG* come visit my twitter stream. I’m never off that thing.
You know there are people out there who believe in the universe… and energy… and all that fluffy stuff the general power of positive thinking. Well, I’m not one of them. I’m as far from being spiritually driven as a vegan is from bacon lard (mmm… bacon lard). I’m practical, I’m scientific, I’m… a non-believer. But you know what? All that might have just changed.
Friday night. What’s on your Friday night wish list, to make it a perfect end to your week? For me, Friday night wish lists have evolved beyond recognition over the last few years. I used to hang out for Friday night, to hit 5pm and start guzzling alcohol with my friends and live by our “eating is cheating rule”. I mean, eating is cheating? Seriously? I chose not to eat? God, I don’t recognise myself.
These days, all I want to do on Friday night is eat. In my pjs. I am old and boring like that.
But last Friday night was pretty awesome as far as Friday nights go. Check out this champion of checklists:
Believe it or not, one of the things I most looked forward to about coming back to Sydney was, despite popular belief, not the food. I know, crazy right? But true. I looked forward to a bunch of other things, and am still looking forward to many things, like meeting my friends’ new baby girls (two friends, two new baby girls, just this week. It’s all happening y’all).
But really, the thing I most looked forward to was getting a car and having legs wheels again. To go forth wherever I wanted to go. Which mainly, is to go eat.
There were a couple of weeks in March when I was recovering from surgery but hadn’t started working yet that I would comfortably label The Most Boring Weeks Of My Life. It’s amazing how empty my days seemed when I was home 24 x 7; I devoured the crappiest books off my parents’ bookshelf, I watched The Bold & The Beautiful daily (childhood memories), discovered TMZ (LOVE!) and I hung onto my online life like it depended on it. Well, my sanity surely did.
I replied to all emails immediately, in full and in earnest. I turned my Google chat status to “online” – this never happens, I’m always “busy” because I don’t know why, time is money? – I signed into MSN chat and get this, I even logged onto Facebook chat. I shit you not, up until then, I didn’t even know Facebook had a chat function!
I was so bored I even started reading spam emails. Oh yes, yes I did.