Friday, 11 May 2007

Girly moments at the wedding in Wagga....

It has been a hectic week – the only explanation for this seems to be that we went to Wagga on the weekend for a wedding and thus are knackered. The wedding was really lovely, held right on the banks of the river and the sun was out and the bride and groom were dazzlingly happy. Of course, being the girly girl I am I started crying about the time the vicar stepped up and didn’t stop till the last snog. Should have worn sunglasses.

After the wedding, My boy and I (and a group of friends who were putting us up in their spacious Wagga hotel apartment) went to Subway and then on to the reception. We were feeling bad about our need to snack but it turned out to be a necessity as we ended up sitting in the wrong place for food service. Lots of food came out but unfortunately we were revelling too much to notice and were seated in an out of the way place. Thus several of our party went to sleep VERY early. Obviously yours truly was not one of them and on a diet of not much food and a fair bit of champagne those of us still standing went on a rampage (well – loud wander) through Wagga. I was reasonably well behaved given that there really is not a lot to do in Wagga after 10 pm. So we were tucked up in bed by 11. Which was good as we had a 5 hour drive home to contend with the next day.

Breakfast was a highlight with the discovery that the hangover café down the road did fabulous and enormous breakfasts at very low prices. We suggested they move to Sydney but they were not convinced.

Other then the Wagga expedition not much has happened this week: -
We went out to yummy Indian in Seaforth on Monday for a friend’s birthday.
I did sewing on Tuesday and more on Wednesday whereupon I decided that there was no way my dress was going to be ready for Saturday and gave up at about 10 pm.
On Thursday we had a lovely friend Sarah over for dinner and heard all about her amusing job making Nicole’s clothes on “Australia”.

And tonight we go for dinner with DV….yummy!

Friday, 4 May 2007

Anna in the Tropics...




I went to see a play last night, “Anna In the tropics” written by Nilo Cruz which was part of the B Sharp season at Downstairs Belvoir.

The blurb by Belvoir reads: -
It’s 1929 and Anna Karenina hits the steamy Tampa, Florida, by way of handsome Juan Julian who has been employed to read to cigar rollers as they work. In the hothouse environment of the factory, his choice of Tolstoy’s epic novel stirs passions and emotions that have been simmering for months as the lives of the workers are mirrored in the book. Ultimately the potent force of the novel causes all of them to think about what is at stake in life and love and the results change their existence forever. Winner of the 2003 Pulitzer Prize for Drama, Anna in the Tropics is about love and progress and change and the transformative effect that literature can have on our lives.

Both my boy and I really enjoyed the play. The revamped downstairs theatre is still not what you would call first class comfort, but despite wriggling a bit I was completely engrossed.

My friend Krystal Giddings designed both the costumes and the set and both were beautiful. Amusingly one of the actresses altered one of her costumes and added in a shirt of her own in the last scene. This was the one thing I didn’t like about the production as I thought it stood out a mile! Very modern and completely unfitting with the rest of the world that Krystal had created. Actresses!

There were one or two moments of direction that I would have done differently myself, but on the whole it was really enjoyable and the world was quite believable (the actors did pretty admirably with difficult Cuban accents). Being the big girly girl that I am I shed a few tears at the end (it is unusual for me NOT to cry though…).

For a more indepth review check out the professionals

Xx

Thursday, 3 May 2007

J is for Jimmy and ....

Here goes!
DV gave me the interesting challenge of a mememe on the letter J.


J


J is for Journeys
Internal and external




J is for Journals

I love writing but don't do enough


J is for Jimmy Jams
Those what keep me warm and snuggly buggly



J is for Jacobites
Everyone has to have a hobby...



J is for Jovial occasions

I love birthdays, christmas and times with my family




J is for Jet-setting
I love to travel and I love going to England to see my family and friends



J is for Journeyman
That what I aspire to be.



J is for Jake

and all the other lovely techies from NIDA



J is for Jamaican rum
DOGGIE DOGGIE DOGGIE


J is for Jim Henson's muppets
They rock! Especially Ralph.


J is for Jokey Fiance
him what cuddles me.



And finally, J is for Miss JIMMY!


what not to do and when not to do it...

Yes. I was celebrating last night - our third consecutive win at Gladstone Park trivia! Hooray! Mrs Minger confiscated all the prize money though. It didn't help - there was celebrating to be done, school night be damned!

I am feeling less enthusiastic about our win today as I am suffering for it. mmm.

I have learned a new thing - that when you post on blogger inebriated, there tends to be more woofing. No surprise there really.

I don't want to shag him...not like dylan...

david is funny. hahahahahaha dylan is funnier hahahhahahahhaahahha woof.

woof woof woof woof woof.

Wednesday, 2 May 2007

trickiness, trivia and interstate travel...

Its been a while!

What have I been doing? Not going to the gym enough that is for sure!
On Anzac day I spent the day at Topsy and Mouse's watching my friends children fling themselves off garden furniture and get their clothes all sodden. It was a fun day even though a bbq in the rain is trickier!
Then we went to the lovely (cough) Gladstone park Hotel and won their trivia for the second week running with our fantastic team "Hey Minger!". We won only $60 this time as there were no tacky music spot questions for my boy to show off the knowledge he gained working in a bar in Cornwall.

After spending Thursday recovering from consuming our winnings, I flew down to melbourne on Friday to join the lovely DV! YAY! I flew into Avalon airport which was hilarious. Its basically a cafeteria masquerading as an airport. I then bussed into central melbourne and met up with DV and her amusing mates and we went to the sherlock homes for a bevvy or several. I loved the Sherlock Holmes! When it said english style pub guess what! It really was! That never happens. The feel was right, and you could tell when looking at the interior of the bar that the place had actually been built by an English publican. All the stupid but essential quirky features were there. Exposed wiring, display cases where the public can't view them, and pipes wrapped up in duct tape. They even ran out of ice! (my boy would have been happy). To top it all off there was even a few random drunken englishmen loitering at the bar. It felt like home!

After a lovely morning of late breaky and meandering with DV around the shops, I flew home on Saturday arvo and headed straight to Hrothgars for tea. YUM! Hooray for dinner and chatting!
I topped off my english inspired weekend by cooking a roast on Sunday. This made my boy very happy and appreciative. Note to self - must do this more often!

Not a lot has happened since then as I got sick sometime between sunday and monday. Yukko. Developed icky migraine which is only just buggering off (wed arvo). hmm. The only entertaining thing about this migraine is the odd dreams I have been having where people throw things at my head. And that isn't very entertaining.
Stay tuned... things can only get more interesting from here! Not to mention that DV gave me a meme on the letter "J" which will be forthcoming when I can think of some stuff.
xxx

Monday, 23 April 2007

Flying fish and the happy world of saline…

What a cool weekend! For once it didn’t fly by – probably something to do with the fact I didn’t have to sleep off a horrible hangover for a change!

On Friday night we were supposed to go to Flying fish with some friends but one of them was ill. My boy and I decided, "what the hell? Lets go anyway! We deserve it."
Man that was a good decision. The food was beautiful, the service excellent and the toilets less scary then last time I was there (instead of the glass being clear and only going opaque when you lock the door, the glass is now always opaque. Less cool but also less fear inducing. For those fans of Coupling, you’ll know what I mean when I say that it is now possible to declench!). We had a really great time. Because we ate late we got a beautiful table right near the window looking out on the Harbour Bridge and the Balmain Peninsula. Twas lovely. I am raving and I don’t even touch fishes!

On Saturday I woke up in anticipation of my most interesting “Belated Birthday Surprise” TM. I only had one clue – it was in Bondi Junction. I was happy when I discovered this as it ruled out most extreme sports and the Harbour Bridge climb (not quite ready for that experience yet. I’ll get there!) . It turned out that my “Belated Birthday Surprise” TM was an hour in a Float Tank followed by a full body massage! Hooray for my lovely boy! The girls at the gym will be very jealous! The float tank was a bit freaky initially but I soon warmed to the experience (once I worked out where to put my arms) and I would definitely do it again! Its cool bobbing around in Epsom salts in a dark box - Who would have thought it? It made for one happy girl. Who says you need ecstasy to go all happy and floppy? I was a bit concerned though when I found myself playing with my face in public. Were there drugs in that saline solution? Did I ingest them through my pores?

Saturday night we went to "The Minger Household" and partook of some yummy stirfry. I never thought I would see Gidget cook a meal for 4! We then spent several hours playing this silly but fun playstation game called the “Buzz music quiz” . I did not win. I think we were keen to play quiz games after our triumphant sweep of the quiz at the Gladstone park hotel on Wednesday. We won over $70 worth of bevies! We rock.

Sunday was spent sleeping, reading (Jodi Piccoult – 19 Minutes – a great read but quite chilling given the recent Virginia Tech incident), Watching Men Behaving Badly (not actual boys in my loungeroom but the DVD “Sofa Sofa Sofa Sofa Sofa Sofa”) and eating takeaway.
All in all, the perfect weekend!
HOORAY FOR NO SEWING!!!
Xxx