The Long Weekend is Almost Here

I love this song! That's what's going down. It just geers me right up for the weekend. Sun and blue lagoons... *dreams*

Working in "Tiger Land"

I work in Sydney's inner west. Driving to work today I drove under a sign "welcome to Tiger Land" I love the enthusiasm!

What a great time to be walking Darling Street with the NRL grand final only 2 days away West Tigers v Cowboys

It is fantastic! Balloons and streamers everywhere! Tiger paw prints on the footpath. The shop assistant with tiger face painting is a bit over the top!

As a Roosters fan, I have adopted the Tigers for the final series, I can justify it as I work in the area.

Go the Tigers!

My Latest Desire

I love my Audi, however I would really like an upgrade. The Audi of my desire (this week at least).

Catch Up With An Old Friend

I had dinner with M. on Wednesday night, what a great time it was, as previously mentioned we hadn't seen each other in 6 years. No reason in particular we lost contact other than I was head over heels for Dom and M. had a girlfriend and went overseas for 2 years.

It's amazing how people don't change (other than the weight gain on his part), we get along like it was yesterday, the witting comments bouncing back and forth...

I found out who was married, who has kids, the few that have moved overseas, who had a crush on me 12 years ago!

I even received a text saying how great it was to catch up and how much he "really would love to be how we used to be." and "now know hoe much he missed our talking".

As I always say "you can never have too many friends". Astoundingly as I write this Mariah Carey's song is playing with the lyric "if you think your lonely" this is the song that reminds him of me!

Adding to my "To Do List"

Places I want to visit.There's plenty to choose from, from the packed, sweaty meat markets of the Bondi, Beach Road, Coogee Bay and Beach Palace to intimate music pubs such as BBs and trad old TAB 'n' VB joints

Bar Bondi
Beach Palace
Beach Road Great on a wednseday night
Billy The Pigs
Blue Chip
Bondi Hotel
Charing Cross
Clovelly
Coach And Horses
Coogee Bay
Cushion
Doncaster
Duke Of Gloucester
Eastern
Golden Sheaf
Grand Hotel (Cock and Bull)
Icebergs Scenic really isn't the word. See and be seen.
Maroubra Junction
Mill Hill Tavern Pretty standard stuff - great steak sandwich!
Nelson
North Bondi RSL
Robin Hood easily get very comfortable here..
Rose Bay
Royal (Bondi)
Royal (Randwick) a bit blokey, but not unbearable
Royal Oak (Double Bay)
Tea Gardens
Watson's Bay Hotel (Doyle's) Scenic and very busy

What next...?

The HOFF as FROGGER! It was my favourite game as a child, now with the HOFF, just gold!

Unbelievable some of the items I find while looking at DIY renovation...

"Just hate having to touch those cold, impersonal switches to dim your lights? We have found the very thing for you - the PomPom light switch!

No more having to touch a hard plastic control - all you have to do is "gently touch the soft, fuzzy POM POM to dim and adjust light level in any room".

The IFM (for International Fashion Machines, no less) website tells us that the "patent pending fuzzy sensors are made with their own proprietary electronic textile sensors" - all for just US$129!"

Blast from the past

I bumped into my old time best friend on Friday night.

I meet M. when I was in year 9 at school, he is 2 years older than me, so naturally I thought I was "oh so cool" having an "older man" interested in spending time with me. How naive I was...

M. and I were inseparable during my adolescents, we lived within walking distance, that is to say everything was within walking distance as these were the times pre-car and drivers licenses.

This guy taught me what a man was capable of, cheating, lies, perving, deceiving etc... Most of the negatives. He prepared me for relationships and confrontation with the opposite sex, or so I thought - no wonder I'm so cynical about love!?!?!

M. Was a ball to be around, I made so many friends through him, both male and female (mostly female) he took me out to nightclubs when he was of age and I wasn't. The laws were so great then, out at night clubs when I was 16 drinking - what my mum doesn't know wont hurt ;-) He thought having a female with him would make it easier to meet more girls. It did. Of course I went through the stage of "why isn't he interested in me?". He was my first real kiss...

M. wow. Bumping into him after 6 years. He has had way too many happy meals. Other than the weight gain he has not changed at all. Still with younger girls around, still commenting on "how drunk he is".

A few note worthy comments:

"I was thinking about you last week"

"I heard "if you think your lonely now" the other day and thought of you"

"I heard you were married" - this one set of alarms (Who to?)

"We had the best times when we were younger"

"We must catch up"

"A friend told me you had become a rev head"

I'm having dinner with him on Wednesday night at my local. I will undoubtedly have a lot to report...

I Really Really Really Love Sydney

Sang to the tune of Merrick & Rosso from breakie radio. I live in one of the most spectacular cities in the world!

Last night I went out with my great friend J. Mid-week outings have become one of my ultimate favorite things to do. Not as high expectations on a good party night out and usually only the locals are out and about.

We had dinner at Doyles one of Sydney's most famous international restaurants. Doyles will never fail to satisfy any seafood craving. Since J and I have become a "substitute couple", we thought nothing of walking into Doyle's and being seated by the window with a drop-dead romantic view over the Opera House and twinkling harbour and ordering the seafood chowder. It was very good, although more a thick bisque than a chowder and made even better with a good serving of buttery, garlicky garlic bread. Delicious and suppressingly full of people for a Wednesday night out...

We then ventured down the Overseas passenger terminal to Cruise Bar Shared a bottle of merlot, (it was supposed to be for their allegedly free Champagne for the ladies, but that finished at 7pm?) . Surrounded by what looked like a computer geek's. Not a desirable man in sight!

But when you are looking over Circular Quay at this view, how would I ever find "a good sort" when I'm looking at this...

We were at Cruise Bar until last drinks were called - on a school night!

There was no stopped us.

We wanted dessert. We popped into Wildfire for a delectable coconut souffle and had a cheese plate and ah I highly recommend both...

I'm so lucky to be living in this wonderful city I call home. Sydney.

More comments to put on a T-Shirt

"Nobody is entitled to anything more than I have myself"

"We throw PRAWNS on our barbecues"

"The only thing better than Vegemite on toast is watching a foreigner try it for the first time"

I'm a Walking Fruit Salad

One of my ultimate favorite things/experiences:

Jumping into the shower of a morning and using my salt scrub. My skin feels so soft. So clean. So yearning for a touch...

I have a beautiful Strawberry body gel I immerse all over by body after the scrub. Then envelope myself with a Papaya body butter.

I smell like a walking fruit salad.

So what do I do.... Spray my Jean- Paul Gaultier perfume to drain the smell. Nasty. I'm avoiding getting in any elevators today.

To Keep in Mind

It's amazing when I find myself feeling low, a song comes on the radio and you start relating the song to your life.

This teeney booper song I'm so in love with at the moment.

After my 2 latest experiences - yes, its happened again since cute navy boy. Another guy I met, I bumped into on the weekend and he was with a chickie wearing a white denim jacket! YEW! (this rejection is getting me low)

I will have to just retain the thought that these guys don't think they can approach me... My great male friends say I come across as intimidating. I don't see it.

Well back to the song - I will just envisage that they are doing the comparison - Don't you wish your girl was hot like me ;-)

know you like me (I know you like me)
I know you do (I know you do)
that's why whenever I come around she's all over you
And I know you want it (I know you want it)
It's easy to see (it's easy to see)
And in the back of your mind
I know you should be home with me

Dont cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me
Dont cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me
Dont cha, dont cha
Dont cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me
Dont cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me
Dont cha, dont cha

Fight the feeling (Fight the feeling)
Leave it alone (leave it alone)
Cause if it aint love
It just aint enough to leave a happy home
Let's keep it friendly (let's keep it friendly)
You have to play fair (you have to play fair)
See, I dont care
But I know she aint gon' wanna share

I know I'm on your mind
I know we'd have a good time
I'm your friend
I'm fun And I'm fine
I aint lying
Look at me, shhh! you aint blind

See, I know she loves you (I know she loves you)
So I understand (I understand)
I'd probably be just as crazy about you
If you were my old man
Maybe next lifetime (maybe next lifetime)
Possibly (possibly)
Until then,
Oh friend your secret is safe with me

Dont cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me
Dont cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me
Dont cha, dont cha
Dont cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me
Dont cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me
Dont cha, dont cha

Adding to my To Do List

I must visit some of these restaurants and cafe's. 50-foodie-things-to-do-in-Sydney

Put THAT on a T-Shirt

Along with my "To Do List" that I'm adamant I will continuously update, I will keep a record of all the phrases I say "Put that on a t-shirt"

One day I may start printing theses t-shirts (and one of my items on my to do list will be ticked - come up with a get rich quick scheme) *dreams*

"What was Willis talking about"

"It puts the lotion on its skin"

The weekend past...

J's housewarming party

I'm so very happy for J, her own unit, bought with her own money, now is the time for her to celebrate with all her greatest friends - well of course, because I'm there!

Wore: Marc Jacobs jeans, Cavalli cardigan, Gucci boots, GGF bag = Designer Whore the evening, I felt like sleeping the moment I got there (that's what happens when working 7 days and trying to maintain a social life).

As per usual, I offer to help out. I'm the first one to arrive, therefore the alcohol starts... I drove but left my car in the visitors parking in case the lounge becomes my bed for the night.

J's catering was fantastic she never ceases to exceed my expectation... Great canapes, hot chip & wedges, peeking duck rolls (with compliments K, J's sister) chocolates and party mix lollies!

The BHD's "it's 10.30 in the morning, I just finished yawning" slipped in amongst Blondie and Dimitri in Paris... Unbelievable how J and I just can't stop laughing....

My new favorite drink made a reappearance. Pina Ilanas. Introduced by Ilana at her very own housewarming party.

Places I've been and want to visit - VENICE

BEEN THERE - OBSESSED WITH VENICE

I watched The Italian Job last night.

Opening scene's are of St Marks square. I'm missing the beauty of Venice. I loved my experience in Venice so much that I felt my eyes start to water.

I'm craving to be on a gondola, to be serenaded.

I didn't venture on the gondola as I have always believed it to be romantic. As previously mentioned I travel Venice solo.

Until next time...

I have made an agreement with my wonderful friend J. that we attend Carnavale when we are 35. I love the idea of Carnavale. Casanova.

Carnival - Venice, Italy February 25 - March 7

Carnival of Venice In Venice, Carnival first gained widespread popularity in the 18th century. The Venetian tradition of wearing masks and costumes was reportedly started by the "stocking companies"-clubs of young Venetian noblemen intent on amusing their fellow Venetians by organizing parties and spectacles. The gentlemen were famous for the colorful stockings they wore.

Today, Carnival in Venice lasts two weeks. The nights beckon with masked balls and sumptuous parties, and costumed revelers crowd the narrow streets, bridges and squares, while the sounds of trumpets, firecrackers, drums and shouts fill the air. Street musicians, flame and sword-swallowers, jugglers, mimes and magicians entertain passersby on every corner.

But no matter how much fun is had, it all ends at midnight on Shrove Tuesday, when an effigy of Carnival is burned to signal the end of the festival. Everyone parades to the Piazza San Marco in their masks to see the "Concert of Ashes," which is followed by an Ash Wednesday Mass to mark the beginning of Lent.

With tickets to Carnavale approximately EU900.00 I best start saving. WOW I only just thought of taking into consideration the cost of the costume, the mask, air fares and accommodation. I'll buy a lottery ticket ;-)

I must make another trip between now and then... (Long lived the saving idea).

I'll add that to my "To Do List"

I hear myself say "I'll add that to my "To Do List"". Usually 3 days later I have no idea what I thought would be so interesting.

These items/events sound so appealing at the time - they are all filed away with the cob webs of my memory...

Adding to my "To Do List"

- Explore the bars and pubs on the North of Sydney.

- Book a ticket to see Lucy's performance on the 24th September.

- Must try that ripples cafe near Luna Park for breakfast.

- Come up with a new "get rich quick scheme"

- Actually go to some of the bars that hold "Happy Hour"

- Try out a new Trivia Night.

The Drive To Work

I'm happily driving to work this morning, the hustle and bustle of Sydney traffic.

Heading over the Anzac Bridge, idiots are in the wrong lane, its between 8.30-9.00am most people heading into the city are on their way to work, wouldn't they know by now which lane to take? No! Obviously not! I let one in, no thank you wave.

I let another in front of me, no thank you wave.

Is it really that hard to put your left hand half heartedly up for half a second???

No one is getting in front of me tomorrow.

A Phonecall from Venice

My mum is traveling throughout Italy, currently in Venice... Venice. I think of the romance, the great food, Mt Marks square, the Orchestra playing at St Marks, the sexy Italian men.

Venice consumed me, I was alone in Venice although you are never really alone in Venice. I walked the canals, the bridges, scanned the shops, stood on the middle of the bridge over the main canal and observed.

I walked for 6 hours around Venice, around, down, up, across. I was lost! I had the little map in my hand, I had started my journey in St Marks Square, walked and walked, I found myself in an alley with no other people - no tourists in Venice is a worry, I followed the noise.

I turned a corner and found a supermarket! A Supermarket in Venice! I had gone too far. Started to worry.

I into a shop asked directions back to St Marks. I was near the train station!

I caught the "bus" the bus. How cute! It's not the traditional bus us Sydney-siders know, its like a ferry...

With time to spare I was thinking back to the days of Casanova, sneaking up the canals, seducing women and wondering what life would have been like in those times (I'm thinking Don Giovanni).

My mum called me last night "I'm sitting in St Marks square, having a coffee"

Dreams....

I want to go back, be enveloped and consumed in Venice.

A Release

Its great when your driving along and hear a song that you can sing along with.

Offspring Self Esteem came on - I yelled it!

Given my recent experience with cute navy boy - it just felt so appropriate.

I wrote her off for the tenth time today
And practice all the things I would say
But she came overI lost my nerve
I took her back and made her dessert

Now I know I'm being used
That's okay man cause I like the abuse
I know she's playing with me
That's okay cause I got no self esteem

We make plans to go out at night
I wait till 2 then I turn out the light
All this rejection's got me so low
If she keeps it up I just might tell her no

Chorus
When she's saying that she wants only me
Then I wonder why she sleeps with my friends
When she's saying that I'm like a disease
Then I wonder how much more I can spend

Well I guess I should speak up for myself
But I really think it's better this way
The more you suffer
The more it shows you really care


Now I'll relate this little bit
That happens more than I'd like to admit
Late at night she knocks on my door
Drunk again and looking to score
Now I know I should say no
But that's kind of hard when she's ready to go
I may be dumb
But I'm not a dweeb
I'm just a sucker with no self esteem

Very therapeutic

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So very impressed

I know I've said said this a million times. I love my friends!

I went over to J's house last night for dinner. She went to such an effort. We had mussels in a chilli coconut sauce over rice for our main course accompanied by white shiraz - yes white shiraz!

Once we finished dinner J started baking! At 8.30pm. A self saucing butterscotch pudding!

Such an effort - so appreciated.

Me Likey!

I love that feeling when your with someone you actually like... As my girlfriend has said "if you could just bottle that feeling"

I spent Sunday night drinking red wine, chatting endlessly, watching a bit of telly with D. a nice guy I've known for approximately 3 years (a friend of a friends, friend)

He opened the door and said "Hi gorgeous, how are you babe?" I almost melted, kiss on the cheek, held out his hand and walked me in where he had a glass of red waiting for me...

Even had the next day call before 10.30am.

Yep, I like him...

Unbelievable!

I met a guy last Saturday, nice enough. We were talking real estate and property development (my passions) I was chatting openly and freely as usual, he asked me if I would like to have a drink after work along with a colleague. Why not!

So, we are having a lovely time over a couple of glasses of red (another passion) where the conversation steers towards flirting. I comment that I can't flirt - this is confirmed refer to previous blog with Dr D - he said with an ear to ear grin "I was flirting with you" *swallow* not only can I not flirt I can't tell when some one is flirting with me...!

He gives me his number.

I didn't have any real attraction to him, another "nice guy" and I'm sorry to say our backgrounds (nationality) totally not compatible or I'll just say it - I don't understand the way they think.

Does this balance out: 38. Short. Balding. "Nationality" and Drives porsche. Construction manager. Family owns high end shoe store.

The SHOES!!! Yep, I send a text message. Thursday night while I'm at J. house after a couple glasses of red...

Well I find out - he is married!!!!

PIG!

My mother packing for Europe...

Mum is unbelievable - she was ironing for hours yesterday and our house looks like a Chinese laundry!!!!

She wants to take hair colour with her, she doesn't want the "grey roots showing while in Europe"

I have talked her out of taking 4 cakes of soap - cut down to 2 bars plus sunlight soap!!!!!!

I'll be finishing work early today to help her out packing (unpacking) calm her nerves and transfer more money... VALIUM!