Quotes of the 2006

"My plans for 2006 are to fuck my way around the 64 nationalities competing in the world cup" Julia

"All the good ideas are already taken.... Cult dating... GONE" - MFL

“Your general reputation goes up a couple of notches for tequila and milkshake suggestions!” - Cibby

"Sat night is for meeting new men - not seeing old ones" Me

"What were they thinking? Sheduling 50 cent and James Brown on the same night?" - Raelene

"Marriage is the new black, luckily we are so colourful!" - Julia

"I have standards; they’re just not very high" - Vikki

"If you were male I would marry you!" - Julia

"You'll find a guy if your whilling to comprise on education" - Amanda

"you know it's time to start working out when you get a stitch during sex!" - Me

"It's great watchng gay porn with 3 straight girls" - Stephen last Thursday night

Tourist in my Own Town

It doesn’t get much better than this: Rali’s in town, we met at Watson’s Bay Hotel for an early dinner, the sun setting on our glorious Sydney Harbour. Rali had never been to Opera Bar so after a little commitment on my behalf, off we went to introduce her.

Thursday I went to Toronga Zoo. Great sunny day, the Elephants have a beautiful new home and of couldn’t be better. How wonderful is this city!!!!

Candlelight on the Mistletoe

I'm not being blinded by the silly season. I'm beginning to see the light...

When he returned from his 2 week working stint in the States he called me within 25minutes of arrival, I went straight over to his place, and I couldn’t wait to have 120kg of man wrapped around me… We got along well as per usual; a couple bottles of nice red wine and a great catch up until the early hours of morning.

I spent Christmas Eve with him, a great lunch at Bronte Beach, it wasn’t the same. It’s all superficial to me. The way he talks to the waitress would upset me (green eyed monster) but I don’t feel jealousy I feel slight embarrassment, this waitress sees us together and the man is flirting with her.

He got up before I finished my lunch, this I find inexcusably rude, further to have a cigarette, I hate smokers! As soon as I put down my knife and fork he wanted to leave. It was déjà vu every time I went out with Tiz for a meal he would say ‘what do you want to do now?’ when I would be happy to sit and chat with a coffee for hours.

‘What do you want to do now?’… I felt my blood boil, I felt rushed during lunch. I shrugged, we ended up going for a walk from Bronte to Bondi, I got burnt (damn you Eastern European skin) I just wanted to go home.

He leaves again tonight for a week, nothing.

Maybe I’m comparing actions because last Thursday I found out from my account (of all people) that my last boyfriend got engaged on Wednesday night. Not even 18 months after I tried to woo me back.

The New Year around the corner, this charade will be over. It failed and very few people knew it was happening – just the way I wanted it, yea… maybe I subconsciously wanted it to that’s why I didn’t say anything? Naaa that argument could go in circles.

I never saw rainbows in my wine

Year in Review

I had planned my year in review to transport me back to New Years Eve in Fiji and reminisce the most wonderful way to spend a New Year celebration… Cocktail in hand on a beautiful balmy night, 4 individual fireworks penetrating the sky, lighting up just the small courtyard where we were dancing under the starts…

The year started well, but who would’ve ever guessed I would be in exactly the same place as I was a year ago. Unemployed. Single. Living with my mum.

I’ll look at the positive, I’m over my little cancer scare, my relationship with my sister has improved slightly, I’ve learnt something new everyday and met some wonderful new people I can genuinely call friends.

I’m welcoming 2007 with arms wide open, each year will be better than the last.

Happy holidays!

Buttons!

Button! I think of the Pussy Cat Dolls… Too much popular culture maybe hehehehe.. or maybe I want... anyway...

I remember one episode of Seinfeld when he has his stand up routine talking about spare button storage, he makes this animated charade looking in various little button draws – I want one!

I was looking for a button in my little antique–esque box, totally forgot it was broken, everything fell out. I need a labelling system, its not enough to just keep the button, sequin or thread on the garments tag, I need that button!

Get Rich Quick Scheme - Stolen from Under My Feet!

I have a million and one little ideas constantly running through my head. All little money breakers that I’ve never done the feasibilities, but adamant the ‘new business’ will flourish and I’ll be an instant millionairess, one that you read about and say ‘why didn’t I think of that’

This morning I was listening to the radio as I do every morning when I’m getting ready and what do I hear? My idea! NO! And the thing that got me, so much that I lost my breath, the logistics were ALL WRONG!

I can’t believe my idea is taken, just like Julia’s brilliant idea 2 weeks ago, gone (babe keep going with your other ideas, y arms were cold while you know what-ing). I was only talking about these great ideas last week over dinner with Cibby. That’s it, as soon as you vocalise an idea it’s gone.

Copy write. Patent. Trademark.

Cheer up time: Tell me your get rich quick scheme and ideas that were stolen and your remedy for royalties (I’m unemployed I need inspiration)

Interviews Week 1 (hopefully of few)

I had my first job interview on Monday with the only recruitment consultant I can bare to be in the same room, it must’ve been the most unprofessional meeting ever. The initial ‘I didn’t think I’ll be seeing you for at least another 3 years’, ‘your dress is so pretty’, back by ‘I love your suit’, general fashion overseas, ‘you’re a lady of leisure’ etc…’I have something you would be perfect for EA for a developer’.

Interview set Tuesday at Double Bay, I thought went all right, I never know with these things. I was probably too cocky, it was an EA position, in other words I think its below me, but it was paying well and local. 2 major facets of the business the agency practice which is commercial/retail sales and leasing and the property development, mostly backpacker hostels and hotel refurbishment – that’s what I’m interested in.

Feedback: ‘we are looking for someone with more retail/commercial leasing experience’. Well considering I’ve never had any real estate commercial /retail experience why the fuck was I put forward? Fucking waste of time!

Thursday interview with a recruitment consultant, I just have to make a point of saying recruitment consultants should not be allowed to be cute, I was fighting my urge to flirt. This is not the preferred manner I wish to present myself. Hehehehe…

Feedback from consultant: this position sounds like what you’ve been doing, I have a feeling it won’t be challenging for you – let me make that fucking decision!

Well it looks like this employment journey is going to be interesting and long, that’s what I get exiting the industry working for the best and taking a minor change.

On a positive note I had a serendipitous phone call, a guy from *insert company name* he had my details from 3 jobs ago, wanting to arrange a meeting to discuss some new products… Hmmm… I asked many questions, he asked me to come in on Monday and see if he can place me somewhere. Mostly sales orientated (I hate sales) but the consultants are spoon fed leads, there’s only the conversion. Ha! Easy! *snap*

A follow on from last weeks little Saturday job, a 2 hour open house inspection. I have another lined up on Wednesday, things are okay, I have to keep telling myself that. I finish one job on Tuesday and I have work on Wednesday, I shouldn’t stress… Deep breathes.

The Christmas Party

I attended yesterday, I wanted to go out with a little class, I wanted to see my QLD colleagues, try the food and really my MD would be more uncomfortable than me...

The lunch at Golden Century was spectacular, started with peeking duck, steamed dim sim (that I didn’t have, who knows whats in those) steamed oysters, the best oysters I think I’ve ever had, duck san chow bow. 2 huge mud crabs, one salt and pepper the other ginger and shallots, rainbow trout and crispy skin chicken all toped off with yummy fruit platter complemented through out with too many bottles of wine.

I went for the food.

Over lunch I was generally quite, I usually am wen I’m in a large group of people that I don’t feel comfortable around (I know a couple of you may disagree now that we’ve met face to face). Luckily I was next to ex-colleague from QLD, what a laugh, he’s such a great entertaining guy, its kinda a shame we didn’t work closer, I spoke to his wife more, fun chatter box she is!

I had fully intended to leave straight after lunch, but no, I stayed, drinks at The Loft Bar and I enjoyed the company of the new girl* and the QLD-ers like I said I would oh, and another glass of wine and port…

I’ve been invited to crash up in Mackay, see what the town has to offer in way of employment opportunities, there’s a lot of development up there, you know what, I may just do that – get away from this sorry excuse of a Sydney summer for a while!

I left by 7pm a great excuse being “I have to feed and walk the dog!”

Trick on me was, all that seafood and alcohol.. yea.. Another work Christmas party tonight, I’m her date.

*I did say new girl, they employ one person and get rid of me. I’m also the third person to be shown the door in less than 3 months.

Christmas office Party

I’ve been tossing this issue to and fro all week.

Today is the office Christmas party. This is the office that made my position redundant. This is the office that said; no we don’t want her working for us any longer…

It’s a lunch. I’ve agreed to attend only because there are a couple of my ‘former colleagues’ coming from Mackay to be here and I would like to see them. Oh, and we are going to Golden Century Restaurant, I’ve never been and really want to.

I’m still not 100% if I should attend.

Random-ness

I totally forgot about this!

Reason #98526 why I DO NOT use the public transport system

Bus ride into Paddington on Saturday night. I was sitting next to some random guy. He blew in my hair.

Seriously, he blew in my hair.

Who are these people? And why are they among us?

Yea… Ummm…

Further to yesterday’s post. I didn’t sign back into messenger yesterday, why? Too many demons 2 ex-boyfriends could potentially pop online, there’s 2 guys I’ve ‘been intimate with’ that I just can’t be bothered saying ‘hi’ and of course Dr D. At least he is good for a laugh.

Well since I haven’t been ‘on-line’ he decided to send through the following text:

Ello ello Miss N, aka Luscious Lustful Lass. Yes being down-sized sucks badly babe, however we should celebrate our mutual misfortune with some wow-wow fun and if our cyber chemistry translates only 25% into the real world, we’ll have an awesome time together, lol, BUT if it’s in the 90’s Buddha help us both.. Now what say you? STOP BLUSHING!!! Warm regards & ciao D. aka Naughty BAD BAD Boy

Gold! Absolute gold! I couldn’t come up with anything as genius as that!

Given my emotional roller coaster of the last couple days and I’m toey as a roman sandal – not doing so well today, I could take him up on the offer.

Just when you thought it was safe to go back into… messenger…?

It’s been a while - Dr D strikes again. I don’t use messenger often but now I’m at the office and leaving soon I thought I’ll pop on, within 3 seconds of singing in:


~ Spiritual ~ Chatterbox says:
FUCK ME
Miss N says:
gotta like that for opening messageMiss N says:
hi
~ Spiritual ~ Chatterbox says:
hi
~ Spiritual ~ Chatterbox says:
yes baby BUT youre so slow you'll be dead before you get around to that 4 hours of Nirvana, lol...~ Spiritual ~ Chatterbox says:
So let's celebrate Miss N with some wild yummy wow-wow sex I'll cook dinner and then we can be dessert
~ Spiritual ~ Chatterbox says:
lol
Miss N says:
Ahhh..
~ Spiritual ~ Chatterbox says:
surprise me and say YES
~ Spiritual ~ Chatterbox says:
lol~ Spiritual ~ Chatterbox says:
Im extremely talented
~ Spiritual ~ Chatterbox says:
lolMiss N says:
ha!
~ Spiritual ~ Chatterbox says:
seriously Miss N Im seriously impressive, lol... so "hah!" yourself
~ Spiritual ~ Chatterbox says:
and we'd be GREAT together, lol... we'd both have an awesome wow-wow time...
Miss N says:
really?~ Spiritual ~ Chatterbox says:
besides you love sex more than you let on, lol, and youre much wilder in the boudoir than you want people to know lol... but dont worry your secret safe with moi
~ Spiritual ~ Chatterbox says:
YES really

Not Here!

I couldn’t believe what I was reading.

Sex work to pay off a 'debt' is so common in Czech Republic, and throughout Eastern Europe.

I expect so much more from Australians and Australia.

Job Searching

I can't help find this hilarious!

The Best Scene from Modern Musicals..

There's something about this scene that just makes me wanna dance, sing and I really relate to the girl popping!

*slurp*

The Answer to Life’s Problems is at the Bottom of an Alcoholic Beverage

After my recent news of unemployment, I thought this is not the most important thing in my life, my life will not stop, I have so much on, so much to do in the coming weeks, the silly season is here and I'm partaking in everything I can.

This work things is a speed hump and this time I can say ‘at least I have my health’ unlike my last jobless period.

I must extend my gratitude to all my wonderful friends for their support and willingness to have a drink with me.

Love you all!!!

Friday night straight after work I had a birthday drink for my dad at The Dolphin Hotel.

Then Julia and I splurged on a great dinner at Bistro Moncur, French Onion Soufflé Yummm… Followed by the most delicious chicken meal I think I've ever had, the food was so rich neither of us could fit in dessert.

Well, when one door closes a window opens, I had just been commissioned to do some weekend work again, 2 hours at the most beautiful building in the city, a converted church into residential apartments starting from $690, 000 for a one bedroom without parking – kinda an 'in your face this is what you’re never going to afford' thing. No. Must stop that, one day I’ll be in the penthouse, right?

After my little work stint I met The Reverend Tim and his mates at WBJ for a little shopping – YAY! Big hug hello! Very exciting meeting another blogger for the first time! A million smiles! A nice cool beverage at The Eastern in the early afternoon hours…

I had a big night planned, boozin’ and shmoozin’ dinner and pub crawl with Cibby (my invitation was caught in the office spam filter a couple weeks ago, hence my little jealous post) I was to be Baz’s date for a party where I’d more than likely be seeing Sabre Boy. Since Tim and the boys were in town I invited them to join.

Dressed in Armani for that hint of confidence (much needed) V and I went to start out night at the Paddington Arms Hotel the starting point of our pub crawl, then the Light Brigade Hotel for a quick one, we walked down to The National, it was closing in 15 minutes – how did it get that late? With Paddo licensing restrictions starting to take affect we jumped on a bus that took way toooooo long into the city all due to the Robbie Williams concert.

When we finally arrived at The Arthouse to attend this party with an open bar, my mate had already left, he had witnessed some stabbing so called it a night – wuss!

We danced at The Hilton until someone had the idea of Karaoke… I generally hate karaoke, my voice is not a singing voice married with my daggy music taste, not a good idea in the past – I had an awesome time after my initial giggling and what am I doing here thoughts.

The sky was becoming lighter and jumped into a cab home for some shut eye. Not enough sleep later I was at J’s mum’s house for a little orientation as I’ll be house/dog sitting for the week. Couldn’t be better timing!

Part 2 of Dad’s birthday celebration was at The Lane Cove Steak House, 5 hours of eating and drinking, the most delectable steak smothered with béarnaise sauce, a couple bottles of red in the sun… I should not have driven home. 6pm I fell into bed for a cat nap.

I felt so good to be surrounded by friends and family all weekend. I have the best support network ever. A job will come and in the meantime life will not stop!

180

Well.

From my last post to now… A full 180

Retrenched.

Again.

3rd time lucky, maybe not.

Snippets

Managing Director: What are you doing?

scissors in hand, cutting paper down to size for new labels for my folders

Me: Procrastinating!

eyes wide and bright, smile ear to ear

MD: Do you want to get a coffee?

double smile and a nod

Me: Sure!

MD: okay, I’ll have a skim latte and get something for yourself.

I bouncy walk to my desk to get my office keys

Crazy scary guy in side Surry Hills alley: Good morning Miss

Me: Hello!

continue with bouncy walk and smile

Barista: Beautiful dress

coy smile, slight puff out of chest

Me: Thanks! (I place my order)

reading magazines why waiting for coffee, dancing a little to the lounge music

Barista: Latte and Flat White

walky-dance to counter

Me: Thank you! (a little too cheery)

walking out of coffee shop, bump into cute guy with coffees in my hand

Me: Oh, sorrryyy…

big big smile

Cute guy walking into coffee shop: Nice bumping into you

Me: thanks..

sheepish smile, step down and confidence bouncy walk up the hill

Its one good day!

chair dancing to Latin Jazz at my desk

The Gift Registry

I love gift registries, I mean I really love them. I have a wedding to attend in January, the bride and groom have 2 registries active. Peters of Kensington and Myer, someone needs to advise Myer that its 2006, seriously, no online shopping?

Well, after my rant a few weeks ago about the art of giving gifts now it’s my turn to purchase. So I figure as a wedding guest the bride and groom are spending $120 to $180 per person to attend (I actually know the exact amount, love my friends, they can complain about these things to me. Kosher weddings are expensive!) as a guest I should purchase a gift to the same or similar value as the cost of having me there.

I had a look at both lists, prices of items range $35 - $750, I figure the majority of guests would be spending the same amount as me, basing that assumption on the above theory, so I’ll try to get in early, not having to spend over my budget for the occasion.

The issue I have, there are a few items in ‘my price range’ that I dislike, I’m aware I shouldn’t impose my personal taste onto another. But I can not come to terms with putting money on something I don’t like. Is it wrong not to purchase a gift on a wedding registry that you don’t like when it is what they want?

A Movie and A Cause

Last night I wanted to just sit back relax and watch a bit of mind numbing TV before heading off the bed early and read the same page 6 times before falling asleep. An ideal Tuesday night when I have no plans nor care to make any (other than a possible dinner date to get me out of cooking, yep feeling that lazy)

What a turn of events, after making myself a light dinner, plonked myself on the lounge I saw a preview for 3 Needles and as World Aids Day was last Friday, which I fully intended to write a little something in support, but as far as I got was wearing red.

My eyes were fixed on the screen. 3 Needles is by no means going to win any awards for its brilliance however it displays bluntly that the virus doesn’t discriminate against sexual orientations, money, religion or borders. 3 stories of the Aids epidemic on 3 different continents

It opens with what the western world would see as a brutal genital mutilation in tribal South Africa. A coming of age ceremony for teenage boys by way of ritualistic circumcision which spreads the disease… We are then taken to a remote village in China where a black-market blood dealer collects blood from poor farmers and spreads the virus through dirty equipment and non-testing of blood. The virus wipes out entire villages and the blood dealer moves onto another town. The story in Montreal Canada introduces the viewer to the life of a porn star that’s contracted the virus, it’s a disturbing story as he passes his monthly tests by substituting his father’s blood to continue working, the rest of the story is far fetched to the point of ridiculous. The story goes back to Africa and the Aids–decimated plantation, where those infected with the virus are prescribed by the witch doctor to get rid of the infection is to have sex with a virgin. This results in rapes of children as young as 4 and attacks on the nuns coming to assist.

These aren’t just stories unfortunately, it wasn’t too long ago there was a man from Africa in Australia with the virus, he had infected 2 woman via unprotected sex, he didn’t find anything wrong with his actions.

I remember when a friend would always comment on my constant abuse of my body, bad food, not working out enough, late nights out, drinking too much alcohol. He would say to me ‘a moment on the lips is a lifetime on the hips’ it wasn’t until recently I was advised he has been battling the Aids virus for many years.

With that said, awareness heightened, this post is my little way of showing support for those unfortunate to contract the disease by innocence.

For all of out there, be safe!

Warmer weather = SANGRIA

Serving size: Serves 10 or more
Cooking time: Quick with advance preparation
This recipe can be prepared a day ahead. Add the lemonade just before serving.
Makes 1½ litres (6 cups)

INGREDIENTS
¼ cup (60ml) orange juice
¼ cup (55g) caster sugar
1 cinnamon stick
4 whole cloves
2 medium (480g) oranges, peeled, sliced thinly
750ml red wine (such as shiraz)
3 cups (750ml) lemonade

METHOD
+ Heat juice, sugar, cinnamon and cloves in a small saucepan, stirring, until sugar is dissolved.
+ Pour over orange slices in large bowl or jug, cover, refrigerate for several hours or overnight.
+ Remove cloves and cinnamon.
+ Add wine to the orange mixture.
+ Just before serving, add lemonade.
+ Serve in wine glasses.

Re-Established Blog

Over a year has past since I last posted on my other blog on my local area and after a short conversation with Sarah I decided to re-vamp her (the blog that is)

5 Streets Eastern Suburbs

I'll try to update weekly on the best parts and the worst of Sydney's Eastern Suburbs (not that there are any bad parts)

Requests are also welcome.

If you want to join and tell the blogworld about your 5 streets, feel free and drop me a line and I'll link!

The Best Call!

My friend RC called me! *squeals* This is a guy I went to Tafe with in 1997 and then we ended up working together while studying for 2 years.

This is just so totally out of the blue!

He is such an awesome guy after our ‘late shift’ each Wednesday night we would head down to Bill and Tony’s for dinner followed by a long chat under the stars at Lady Mrs Macquarie’s chair while watching the cargo ships go by…

I remember one night, he was driving, we were at lights in Bondi Junction we had Next, Too Close playing (on CD) and we pulled up along another car that had the same song playing – when we scoped out the adjacent car, he was all “hi mate, how you doing?” I was speechless! It was Jez!

About 5 years ago he moved way out west, I was seeing Mr Possessive thus our friendship slowly dissipated.

I’m so excited! We are catching up next week for dinner and chat like old times.

I can’t wait!

Week Blah End

So, a weekend where no plans were on the horizon I usually view with open arms, I tend to enjoy being able to do whatever takes my fancy when the fancy strikes, however this weekend I wanted some excitement.

Friday afternoon I finished work 5:00pm on-the-dot and dashed to the local to met Julia for a quick drink at The Clock, I love that we can be chatting, emailing all day and when we see each other we have so much to say we’re off in 37 different tangents, then have to work back to find out what instigated the topic, everything was covered in an hour. Skin graph tests will be scheduled.

I was home in time to watch the 6pm news headlines and almost fell asleep on the lounge, why was I so tired?

M called on his way home from work, took a detour past my house, dropped off my birthday present and handed my the keys to his new s4 audi to ‘take for a test drive’ this car is sex on wheels! HOT!

M and I went for a couple drinks at The Golden Sheaf, so many people, it’s a Friday night. Don’t these people have anywhere better to go? M has only been there with me on a Sunday afternoon, he doesn’t come east very often, you know, the big bad bridge issue. He was pleasantly surprised by the amount of eye candy on parade and then shocked as 80% of the Roosters team walked past us, it’s the eastern suburbs! I exchanged acknowledgment nods with one of the more distinguished players on the team then questioned to high hell as to how I know him…

We left early, but, I still had his keys… I took the long way home.

As the good little girl I have been of late, I was up at the gym at 8am Saturday, why are there so many people are there so early? When I got home I came to the realisation I didn’t have anything to do all day. For some reason it upset me… to get over it, I gave myself a full body scrub, put a treatment through my hair, mani / pedi and plonked myself in front of the tele and watched Great Expectations.

The day drifted so slowly.

Saturday night i attended a dinner at Anahita, Persian restaurant in Lane Cove, I was invited by a sweet adorable girl I met at fencing. I felt thrown to the wolves, Jane was invited by a girl she goes to Uni with and she was the only person she knew, there I was all dressed up like a designer whore (from being in cargo’s singlet and thongs all day I needed to dress up) I’m not good in large groups, I turn into this little introverted person I don’t know or like, I thought the best conversation starter be “How did you meet?” “We met in biblical studies, and these are my friends from church” Oh, I’m an avid atheist, I look around at the guests she gestured to, they are looking in my direction, oh no, how do I get out of this one, “that’s fantastic” drop it drop it drop it… “what religion are you?” fuck, “I was brought up Church of England” okay, that should be alright, I’m not lying, that’s a sin for church going people. I look at Jane for some assistance… She’s caught up in another conversation – help me. “Do you go the church?” I couldn’t hide my initial reaction, you know that one of not ever willingly, “No I don’t go unless it’s a wedding, christening etc...” I’m putting in my best effort “why don’t you go more often” I’m not going to get into this. I loathe religious talk and speculation. “I don’t attend as I’m atheist” the questions rolled on, “Have you read the bible?” I couldn’t believe this! Why am I here? How do I get out of this? Attention was on me, “I’ve only read bits and pieces of the bible when I went to a catholic school” this has to end. “Anyway, I don’t care to speak of religious beliefs on first meetings”

Jane caught my eye and apologised, she had no idea. As soon as we finished dessert, we were outta there.

Sunday I decided to take myself out to Leichhardt, I have no idea why, I just haven’t been there during the day for the longest time, thought of it and couldn’t escape my mind. I did a quick run through my phone to see who I could invite, I just continued to scroll, I was in one of those moods… I went solo, i thought of going to the little car memorabilia store to pick up a Ferrari cap for my nephew, he loves Ferrari, if I had it my way I’d try to convince him to go Porsche. The store has closed and been replaced by a Thai massage parlour – is nothing sacred? (Yes I consider a Ferrari memorabilia store sacred!)

I had lunch while reading the paper, enjoyed a coffee people watching and there was something about the day, I wished for a second that I had a boyfriend (or alike) to join me for Sunday lunches. Damn it! I bought a DVD and some kitcheny stuff went home and plonked myself back in front of the TV and watched Take the Lead, could there be a more clichéd movie?

I slept badly and no back at work for another week, what is this weather? Bring on summer? I know it’s going to be one hell of a busy week, my boss in on leave. I’m just so happy I have next weekend to look forward to… Let the time fly…

Disturbing as well as Fun

Sitemeter directions???

“Bang my sister” – this is just nasty!
“Giving knives as presents and pennies” – we established giving knives isn’t a good idea
“Who sang mirror mirror on the wall” – refer to my previous post on Snow White
"We come from the land down under” – Yep, I’m proud to say I do!
“Fighting Girls” – Hmmm... Whatever..
“Lemonchello recipe” Naaaa… You have an ol’ school Italian gentleman make it for you
"Marry someone who loves you more" – Of course
“How many episodes did the first season of Entourage have?” I’m so addicted to this show – 8 episodes.
“Inspirational religious stories” – most definitely directed to the wrong blog
“Is the "Holden Barina" a "girlie" car” – no two ways about it. YES!

Who are these people? Why do they live among us?

Jealousy

I’m a green eyes monster at times, I know it, most people who know me are aware of my jealous tendencies. So, when 2 of my friends from different social circles meet, get each others contact details through me, make arrangements to go out for a few drinks and don’t extend the invitation to me. I get upset. Jealous.

List

From Mia: just copy, bold the things you’ve done, and post :-)

01. Bought everyone in the bar a drink
02. Swam with wild dolphins
03. Climbed a mountain
04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive
05. Been inside the Great Pyramid
06. Held a tarantula
07. Taken a candlelit bath with someone
08. Said “I love you” and meant it
09. Hugged a tree
10. Bungee jumped
11. Visited Paris
12. Watched a lightning storm at sea
13. Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise
14. Seen the Northern Lights
15. Gone to a huge sports game
16. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa - Closed when I was there
17. Grown and eaten your own vegetables - Do herbs count?
18. Touched an iceberg
19. Slept under the stars
20. Changed a baby’s diaper
21. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon
22. Watched a meteor shower
23. Gotten drunk on champagne
24. Given more than you can afford to charity
25. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope
26. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment
27. Had a food fight
28. Bet on a winning horse
29. Asked out a stranger
30. Had a snowball fight
31. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can
32. Held a lamb
33. Seen a total eclipse
34. Ridden a roller coaster
35. Hit a home run
36. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking
37. Adopted an accent for an entire day
38. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment
39. Had two hard drives for your computer
40. Visited all 50 states
41. Taken care of someone who was drunk
42. Had amazing friends
43. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country
44. Watched wild whales
45. Stolen a sign
46. Backpacked in Europe
47. Taken a road-trip
48. Gone rock climbing
49. Midnight walk on the beach
50. Gone sky diving
51. Visited Ireland
52. Been heartbroken longer than you were actually in love
53. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger’s table and had a meal with them
54. Visited Japan
55. Milked a cow
56. Alphabetized your CDs
57. Pretended to be a superhero - when I was about 6
58. Sung karaoke
59. Lounged around in bed all day
60. Played touch football
61. Gone scuba diving
62. Kissed in the rain
63. Played in the mud
64. Played in the rain
65. Gone to a drive-in theater
66. Visited the Great Wall of China
67. Started a business
68. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken
69. Toured ancient sites
70. Taken a martial arts class
71. Played D&D for more than 6 hours straight
72. Gotten married
73. Been in a movie - Does a TV show count?
74. Crashed a party
75. Gotten divorced
76. Gone without food for 5 days - Ha! That will never happen
77. Made cookies from scratch
78. Won first prize in a costume contest - when I was in primary school
79. Ridden a gondola in Venice - I was in Venice solo, I didn't go on the gondola as I regard the experiance as romantic
80. Gotten a tattoo
81. Rafted the Snake River
82. Been on television news programs as an “expert”
83. Got flowers for no reason
84. Performed on stage
85. Been to Las Vegas
86. Recorded music
87. Eaten shark
88. Kissed on the first date
89. Gone to Thailand
90. Bought a house - for other people, many times
91. Been in a combat zone
92. Buried one/both of your parents
93. Been on a cruise ship
94. Spoken more than one language fluently
95. Performed in Rocky Horror
96. Raised children
97. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour
99. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country
100. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over - considering doing it now
101. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge
102. Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking
103. Had plastic surgery
104. Survived an accident that you shouldn’t have survived
105. Wrote articles for a large publication
106. Lost over 100 pounds
107. Held someone while they were having a flashback
108. Piloted an airplane
109. Touched a stingray
110. Broken someone’s heart
111. Helped an animal give birth
112. Won money on a T.V. game show
113. Broken a bone
114. Gone on an African photo safari
115. Had a facial part pierced other than your ears - not even my ears pierced
116. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol
117. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild
118. Ridden a horse
119. Had major surgery
120. Had a snake as a pet
121. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon
122. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours
123. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states
124. Visited all 7 continents
125. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days
126. Eaten kangaroo meat
127. Eaten sushi
128. Had your picture in the newspaper
129. Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about
130. Gone back to school - for a reunion
131. Parasailed
132. Touched a cockroach
133. Eaten fried green tomatoes
134. Read The Iliad - and the Odyssey
135. Selected one “important” author who you missed in school, and read
136. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
137. Skipped all your school reunions
138. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language
139. Been elected to public office
140. Written your own computer language
141. Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream - a couple years ago, yes
142. Had to put someone you love into hospice care
143. Built your own PC from parts
144. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you
145. Had a booth at a street fair
146. Dyed your hair
147. Been a DJ
148. Shaved your head
149. Caused a car accident
150. Saved someone’s life

Nostalgic Observation

When I went out partying 10 years ago, as a fresh 18 years old, getting all dressed up in those hot little dresses, ultra mini-skirts that no longer fit over my thigh, I wouldn’t eat the entire day so I would have a ‘flat tummy’. Nowadays when I go out, I make sure I have a hearty meal before consuming a drop of alcohol.

How times have changed. I’m getting older…

Cat Fighting – Hollywood Style

I can’t help but find this hilarious! No matter how pissed off I could possibly be, I just couldn't fathom playing K-fed's CD loud - LOL

Lohan was apparently miffed when Hilton, 25, and new best buddy Britney Spears drove past her on a midweek shopping spree.

When the photographers, who had been following the Mean Girls star's every move, spotted Paris and Britney they ran — leaving Lohan out of the spotlight.

The actress supposedly tried to seek revenge by driving around LA with Kevin Federline's CD blaring out of her car stereo.

If you can be bothered reading more

Inappropriate Humour

But I love it!

The Party!

What an awesome night! I’m over the moon. All the best people came, everyone got along, everyone drank copious amounts of faux champers and everyone commented on the trendy little venue, all our friends looked super sexy.

Julia and I had a smile on our faces from the moment we arrived; both dressed in black, Julia in her Karl Lagerfeld satin number, me in a black corset, I couldn’t move, slouch or sit for any length of time complemented by a black pencil skirt with my new shoes (a mix of zebra fur, patent leather and lolly pop fabric heel).

I met some of Julia’s friends that I’ve only heard about over the last 5-7 years, greeted by a super warm hug, gushing about how much we love Jules.

Little San made a 30 second “I’m double parked, but had to slap your arse and say happy birthday” drop in. Rosie arrived at 1.45am to dance the night away…

The best night out I’ve had in the longest time.

No hangover thankfully and I was sober enough to smoother lotion all over my feet when I got home – thanks Cibster for the ride.

I received a phone call, 2 texts yesterday from my friends saying they had a blast, an email and call today. Another hit.

I’m an advocate for traditional photo’s/cameras so pictures will follow soon. I must say, it's amusing watching people trying to see the viewfinder and the shock when I say it's a traditional camera... hehehe

The only pitfall of the entire evening is the cocksucking scum that stole money out of my handbag that was next to our guests all night.

Until next year…

Since the sex party is over, say goodbye to my vixen avatar.

Relaxing Night In

I generally don’t read magazines, I never purchase gossip rag's, I get my daily dose from nova news in the morning and every few months a major catch up over 3-4 hours while at the hairdressers.

Fortunately for me I’ve been lucky enough to get a free 6 month subscription to Harpers Bazaar, so last night before going to bed I curled up with the 2 latest issues.

Posh Beckham, love her or hate her, I really don’t give a damn, she’s deemed herself a fashion icon and married well. This issue goes into her daily life, I don’t care, not going to pretend to for a moment, I flicked pages, flick, flick, flick, not a decent thing to read, I was even disappointed with the lack of pretty pictures… If I paid $7.90 for that I would be disappointed.

The latest issue, with Kirsten Dunst, I can’t work out if she’s attractive or not? I’ve seen a few of her movies, I find her ‘non-offensive’ as an actress. I’m looking forward to her new movie (does that surprise anyone). I must say I really enjoyed looking at the fashion, I read a few articles and before I knew it I had in my mind 20 or so new outfits I could put together from my own wardrobe and all importantly go shopping for more.


Not a bad night if I do say so myself…

Bits and Pieces Issue 11

+ Any woman that claims she has never strutted down the hallway while listening to George Michael’s ‘Too Funky’ is lying – Lying I tell you!

+ I love what Mez and Sarah have done listing their TV boyfriends, such a fun great idea – I’m too lazy to do it myself…

+ I wish I could sing without the fear of class shattering around me

+ Notes on seduction

+ I have my car keys and house keys separate. I just hate the jingling sound

+ Every time I offer coffee or tea it's on the tip of my tongue to say 'coffee, tea, me' with compliments 'Working Girl'

+ I was asked ‘Who’s MacGyver?’ the horror!

+ Dancing around the office to:

Ø Bitter Tear – INXS
Ø I just wanna make love to you – Etta James
Ø September – Earth Wind and Fire
Ø Got to be Real – Cheryl Lyn

+ Left field conversations:

Ø Can you contort your tongue into shapes?
Ø Who has the longest tongue?
Ø Would you use foot cream on your face?
Ø When a referee goes on the field how many yellow and red cards does he take on the field?

Make. It. Stop.

I went to my nephew’s end of year school performance last night. Kids everywhere! I mean EVERYWHERE! Screaming, running, laughing, running into me, screaming.

How do teachers do it?

There were 6 performances, one for each grade, it was pure punishment. The best thing about the night, I was sitting next to my sister and *we* were giggling like 2 school girls. Mother wasn’t impressed. Ha! She should be happy we’re getting along.

My gorgeous little nephew played a tree in Hansel and Gretel, he’s such a little performer, the ‘bully’ of his grade played the ‘angel’ and was dancing around the stage, so evil, so appropriate.

I was singing along to Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, my sister teasing me… Between acts my sister noticed I was wearing flat shoes with a huge ‘what! You wear flat shoes? I’ve never seen you in flats before!’ of course this was a little too loud and we had the 2 rows in front of us trying to look.

I never fathomed I would see someone I know at a primary school end of year concert but I did. It was a stare off, the real estate agent that I’ve plotted a scheme to ruin his life. My mum and sister were shocked to witness this mutual hatred for one another… He’ll get his.

After the performance the principal of the school gave a little speech with subsequent instructions to parents for collecting their child. I felt like an infant, my sister and I giggling again. We then received a glare from my nephews teacher, that be quite glare which made us laugh even more. Mum was so embarrassed.

Do’s and Don’ts

Do go out for birthday coffee and cake with a girlfriend and just order a glass of wine

Don’t walk around the back streets of Brighton-Le-Sands alone after a glass of wine, actually ever.

Patriotism

The new 7 wonders of the world competition has commenced.

Vote now!

Celebrate!

Ever had a meal and said “I’m never eating again!”? I echoed those words on 3 occasions over the last 4 days, inevitable to say I always went back for more good food.

Friday night I enjoyed the company of some of my greatest friends in Prague, the restaurant, not the city ;-) what a delectable feast it was Kombinace smaženého sýru, květáku a žampionů servírované s domácí tatarskou omáčkou - crumbed Edam Cheese, Cauliflower and Mushrooms, Main Svíčková na smetaně s houskovým knedlíkem zdobená citronem, šlehačkou a brusinkami – just like my Babushka makes, a mix of desserts Jablečný závin s oříšky a šlehačkou and Plněné ovocné knedlíky s tvarohem

For a moment on Friday night I looked around at my guests and thought, this is it. I don’t need anything else when I surround myself with such wonderful people.

Saturday, my birthday was well received, lovely text messages and phone calls from friends and family, lots of pressies and a long 3 and a half hour lunch at Swell, Bronte (thanks Julia for the recommendation!), after lunch, when my sister arrived and my aunt promptly left we all went for a leisurely walk to see Sculpture by the Sea… A big meal and a walk along the cliffs, does life get much better?

Sunday I figured I had eaten way too much and went to the gym, 9.30am on a Sunday, there were so many people there? My mind boggles. I met a girlfriend for coffee after lunch and went to the soccer in the afternoon.

One of the best weekends ever, only downfall, it’s my first birthday since I can remember that I didn’t get any action….

Din –Ahhhhhh!!!

WOW! WOW! WOW!

I had dinner at Blue Angel Restaurant last night.

What a delectable experience.

If anyone ever wants a lobster dinner in Sydney, this is the place to come. 10/10

• Complementary Antipasto della casa
• Complementary Bruschetta
• 2 bottles of white wine
• Entrée size spaghetti Marinara for all to share, it was the size of a main course
• 2.4kg lobster, boiled with garlic butter, side of bok choy and rice
• Complementary fruit platter
• A bottle of port, a bottle of grappa and a bottle of cognac placed on our table
• We ordered 1 spumoni to share, 3 small portions served
• Marcello, the owner joined us at the table laughing about the good old times.

The most prefect night…

Blue Angel has this wonderful feeling of stepping back in time, while sitting there I can imagine the eastern European mafia types sitting at one of the tables, the police commissioner with his mates on the other side of the restaurant, my dad having dinner with Muhammad Ali, me crawling around the floor at 2 years old wanting to play with the lobsters.

Birthday Wish List - only 2 days to go!!!

- Digital camera - Got one!!! Waiting delivery :-)
- Loccitane body lotion - Requested Aunty to buy :-)
- Mecca Cosmetica, Philosophy Amazing Grace Hot Salt Scrub
- Sony notebook
- GHD Hair straightener
- A personal trainer 3 times a week for many many years…
- This little green summer dress
- Mundial - Classic 10 Piece Knife Block Set Black
- There is only one Opera on next year I'd like to see, La traviata - 2 tickets please
- A new clutch for my car, brass button of course...
- Membership to The AJC
- A new ABS control unit for my car
- A trip around the caribbean on this ship
- My sister to actually turn up to my B'day lunch on Saturday!
- And these Gucci shoes...

Setting myself up for a larger win

I won a bit of money with lotto, it’s my best win so far at $35.50, my previous best win was $25.35. In at the local Surry Hills newsagency collecting my winnings when mister homeless guy say’s through the door “Excuse me ma’am, do you have a few cents you could spare for a cool drink and a bus fare?” My immediate reaction was a short, cold “No” then quickly I said “Actually, wait” I handed over $5.50.

On a Night Like This…

There is not much better than a 3:00pm phone from a friend with a spare ticket to a concert. Last night I saw Kylie! What a great night out.

The Crazy, the fun and the Ridiculous

No matter how many times I say I’ll never TUI, I do it, this time I took a friend down this treacherous path. We must learn to be stronger; nothing is a good idea after 2 bottles of faux champers between 2 girls.

There are too many people at the gym at 8:00am on a Saturday morning; didn’t they have a boozy night like me? Only when I attend the gym does the instructor give out lolly bags.

I spent most of Saturday at the office, it was too a nice day for it. I met the Cibster for an early movie, A Prairie Home Companion its worth seeing for the impressive cast, the wonderful singing and of course the ‘bad joke song’ drinks at a local bar afterwards then another, addiment I was not going to get trashy drunk like or previous nights out. I invited a couple of friends that didn’t have plans for the night. Worlds colliding…Ever been asked “how do you two know each other?” by somebody who doesn’t know your blog exists and you don’t want them to know?

I really wanted to get down to the beach on Sunday but the clouds were rolling in and my friend was attending a bris (don't get me started on the ceremony for this occasion) , there was just not enough time in the day! We went shopping for hours and hours, I was given an invitation to her wedding, I love hand delivery! First invitation to be given, I was totally chuffed. Then given a lesson on the Jewish Wedding Traditions, I’m so excited for her!

Sunday night I was overly tempted to right my wrongs from Friday night texting, instead I left my phone in the other room watched Spanglish and cried more than was required.

Monumental Events of the Past Week

I went to The Clock Hotel with a girlfriend and didn’t consume a drop of alcohol.

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I was supposed to go away with M last weekend, to Mudgee for a dirty romantic get away. I cancelled; I’m not going to fake enthusiasm for the occasion.

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I had a house warming to attend last Tuesday night and totally out of my nature I wrote the address incorrectly, so there I was calling my former work colleagues for the address (no answer) so I was driving around Bellevue Hill trying to identify one their cars, I gave up and half hour later I find it was right next door to a building I used to manage.

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I received an email from a mother fucking cock sucking cunt, AKA the on-site sales person, personal attack on my experience in real estate, I’ve met briefly twice and had half a dozen conversations; he doesn’t know a thing about my history or qualifications. People who throw stones shouldn’t live in glass houses, he is a commission only agent and EVERY sales lead comes through me… HA! I hold a licence more then him and I’m approximately 25 years younger - Go fuck yourself you wanker!

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I had dinner with one of my girlfriends, one of my girlfriends I regard as my strongest. She told me over dinner she has been on anti-depressants for over 5 months; she felt absolutely everything in her life was falling around her. We cried together over our corn chips and salsa.

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I had a Chimichanga for the first time, only so I can say Chimichanga and of course so I can write on my blog “I had a Chimichanga”

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Julia and I have planned our joint Birthday Party, our theme this year… It will be sexy, that’s all.

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I saw Little Miss Sunshine, really enjoyed it. I was giggling most of the way through it. I’m surprised the last 4 movies I’ve seen I’ve really enjoyed.

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I have a huge secret, I told one of my girlfriends last week over a glass of wine, I’m keeping it very quite so this way if it fails no-one will really know it’s a failure.

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I received sad news, my cousin’s little baby (little, as I remember him) died in Czech Republic last Tuesday, he was 21 months old.

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On my way out of the office last Wednesday I feel down the stairs, people would usually point out that’s what I get for wearing 4” stilettos, but I stepped on a Pepsi bottle top and lost balance, knee and ankle buckled. Who drinks Pepsi?

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I was at Couples World last week during my lunch break; I couldn’t bare to go there on the weekends! While I was sitting eating my lunch I burst into tears when this song came on!

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Being at the races on Melbourne Cup day took me back to my old life, the people, the lifestyle…

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For the first time since I commenced this job I woke up and didn’t want to come in. Not related to above comments from the cock sucking real estate agent

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Every time I go on-site I go through Milton to stop by the best pie shop, this week they didn’t have 3 of my favourite pies.

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I flicked on Girls of the Playboy Mansion for a couple of minutes last night – no comments. Mother said to me “if you ever decide to be a playboy bunny you’re moving out” wrong on so many levels

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I went for a bike ride on Sunday afternoon, it was the first time on a motorbike, what a beautiful piece of machinery it is, an exquisite BMW R1200. It’s huge news for me, I’ve had 3 men tell me they would take me for a ride and it never eventuated. Now I can cross “Go on a motorbike” off my list, it wasn’t exactly the sun on my skin, cool breeze through the hair experience I envisaged. It was raining.

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I’ve been invited to a party in early December, Sabre boy will also be there, this will be the first time I’ll see him since our last night together. So, this I have only a few weeks to look damn hot!

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To lighten up the week, I laughed at this, I mean I really laughed.



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Because I found it:



create your own visited country map
or write about it on the open travel guide

Random Quote from Mother #5

“You’ve hit a wall. You need to reinvent yourself or you’re destined to be a failure”

Why Presume Negativity?

Thanks for all your kind words from the last post.

I’m taking a look in my mirror and seeing what others see of me from my actions, words and expressions…

One word: I yelled out ‘CUNT!’ and slammed down the phone while we had a new guy in the office on a trial period, he said ‘I didn’t think I’d ever hear that word come from you’

One smile: There was talk about a smaller Christmas Party for just ‘the boys’ of the office. Men’s Gallery, they didn’t think it appropriate for me to attend nor be interested. I smiled and said ‘What! Sign me up for that one!’

One smirk: I was running a scenario by a colleague and the smirk appeared, she said ‘I didn’t know you had it in you, you are the wrong woman to cross’

One action: I was searching the streets for parking when my parking spot was taken. A rude bastard had witches hats blocking an area, I asked how long it would be blocked off, he told me ‘as long as it takes’. Rude prick! I put my foot down in a road rage-ish manner, my MD saw my driving and thinks that’s how I drove his Merc… Never.

One non-action: I spoke to our solicitor, she was advised of a little altercation I had with a colleague (not any of the above), she asked if I was okay and if I cried. I said ‘No, I’m not going to waste any energy on someone like that’ she expressed her surprise and admiration.

They judge me. Is that how they see me, the real me and I’m blind? I’ve come across as introverted and a walkover. This is how people see me just because I’m calm, rational and accommodating. People are so quick to categorise my persona on a brief meeting. I didn’t think I portrayed myself in such a manner. I’m happy with my relationships with people generally; I’m *fairly* content with myself. I’ve often been told I come across as aloof so I’ve been consciously more attentive and considerate. I guess I’ve gone too far and didn't see it.

Judgement

One word

One smile

One smirk

One action

One non-action

They judge me.

Is that how they see me, the real me and I’m blind?

A Day at the Races…

Wore:

Black silk Marc Jacobs Dress, low heels (3”), pink medium brim hat, matching pink Marc Jacobs handbag.

I was armed with my members pass and clicked my confidence into high-gear; I was meeting a group of girls I’d only meet 2-3 times and I’m fully aware I have nothing in common with a any of the group of 15 or so attending… other than attending the races on Melbourne Cup day.

I arrived just in time to see the streaker run the track; I was wandering the members section blankly looking for the girls when I see a woman wearing a too-too, a Too-too to the races? Her male companion waved, I smiled at the sight of head to toe Versace, I made my way over, kissed on the cheek, introductions to the rest of the group… Champaign? Moët & Chandon thank you.

I called the girls, they were in Peasants Paddock, I had an invitation to stay with this wonderful successful Canberra property developer that I think all men should take example, his fiancée, with the best quote “why does everybody think I’m a French maid? It’s a too-too, I wore this in 2001 when I interviewed *insert mega rich English tycoon name*” Sydney based property developer AKA one of the most delectable men I’ve ever met and his model girlfriend, here on holiday from Spain.

The afternoon flew by with a flutter of betting, sips of Champaign, meeting many beautiful people, hearing the loss of $1500 on one horse 'to win' The Cup, I compared in my mind the $40 I lost on 2 horses, win & place. I got separated from the couple I knew and stayed with Mr & Ms Gorgeous, the afternoon concluded with a ride home in a Porsche 911 Carrera S Cabriolet and an invitation to Hugo’s for dinner…

GIDDY Ohhhh….

I called my girlfriend with the news, I squealed, she squealed, joint squeal!

FREE members quest pass to The AJC Randwick on Melbourne Cup day!

A members pass, one pass… I don’t know ANYONE attending the races on Tuesday.

I’ve emailed as many people I can think of trying to track down another member’s ticket, trying to find someone, anyone going on Tuesday. Nada. No-one...

*tears*

Musings over Brekkie

Why are there so few women in my industry? And why do the women that attend these industry seminars all play ‘dress-up as a man?’

Intelligence and confidence is really sexy, even when it comes in an older, short balding package

Doltone House is one spectacular venue and the food, breakfast was sensational, I ate so much, yummy yum yum!

It’s really disappointing, not one good looking man in a group of 100+

Why was I seated next to a random guy with a breathing problem? (I don’t know what’s worse noisy breathing or slurping food)

I decided to walk a little through the area instead of just waiting for a cab. I adore the area and I long to reside there

I had 2 coffees with breakfast; I’m now talking a million times faster then usual and bouncing around the office.

Sometimes…

I wish I had pleasant dreams at night
I wish I enjoyed beer
I wish I could have more than one coffee a day
I wish I smoked
I wish I could pause before I speak
… Maybe one day

The Art of Giving Gifts

It’s nearing that time, birthdays and Christmas followed by more birthdays, the silly season starts a little early for me with the first birthday being my Aunts on Saturday. Oh, I’ll write a list so I don’t forget (scroll down, boring), Aunty 28th October, Cousin 3rd November, ME!!!! 18th November, Julia and dad on 8th December, Vikki 11th December, Jade 20th December, Christmas pressie’s for family. But wait, it doesn’t stop there, nephew on 6th January, last but not least mum on 20th January.

I can just see the penny’s going on presents; at least I get some in return!

Now I don’t want to come across as ungrateful and apparently I’m ‘hard to buy for’. There really is an art to giving gifts, the best present I’ve ever received was on my 19th birthday from MFL, 150 long stem red roses and if that wasn’t enough in one of the bouquets there was a bottle of Jean Paul Guiltier perfume with a diamond and amethyst ring (it fit perfectly). The year before, MFL and 2 of his friends chipped in for me to go sky diving with them, apparently I went grey, his sister went in my place.

I’m sorry to say, there was a major turning point in my relationship with my last boyfriend based on a birthday present he bought me. I cried on receipt of his present he didn’t know me at all he bought me 2 tops and a bracelet from Allanah Hill, frilly, lacey tops and costume jewellery! It went back to the store. I hated doing it, it’s just so far from my style, I would never have worn it and am aware of the expense.

Over the last couple of years I’ve been receiving body lotions, perfumes and gift certificates, however appreciative I am and it goes without saying ‘it’s the thought that counts’ how about a little more thought I hate, I mean really hate scented body lotion, who wants to walk around smelling like a fruit salad? On the subject of smell, perfume. Why do people purchase perfume for me ‘based’ on ones I already wear? I wear those perfumes because I like them. I’ve worn one since I was 15, it’s still my favourite and there’s only another 3 I really enjoy wearing. That’s it. I’m slowly trying to get through 4 other bottles… Finally, gift certificates – if I ever receive one Husk again, I’m going to Husk it up your arse! Have I ever mentioned how much I hate incense and shite like that!

Now that I’ve had a rant about receiving gifts, I’m going to turn the tables, give an insight to my gift giving… I give very few birthday presents, much fewer than I would like to, mostly due to budgetary restrictions. Only my closest friends and family, however I make sure it’s something the really need or want (even went through a girlfriend’s cupboard to see what glassware she needed). I have an agreement with my theatre loving girlfriend, we take each other to shows for our respective birthday’s, a little more than I’d usually like to spend but we both enjoy it.

When it comes to giving a gift to my lover I’ve found cost is a non-issue, I’ll crawl through as many stores as it takes until I find the perfect present. It feels like so long ago... There’s another benefit for the single girl, money saving on boyfriend’s presents! When I’m purchasing any old present for a man, friend that is, I will hear a guy say they like something in particular and I’ll go out and find it, give it to him with a smile ear to ear no expense spared but when I’ve started dating a guy I feel awkward and question myself, for example: Dating for a couple of weeks, he tells me his flat mate threw his favourite DVD as a frezbie to the dog, it flies out the window and straight under a truck, I’ll see that movie for $9.95, I think of buying it, I continue walking. No idea why I do it or feel that way.

I’m going to take a leaf out of Treespotter and Julia’s book, here’s a list:

- Digital camera
- Loccitane body lotion
- Mecca Cosmetica, Philosophy Amazing Grace Hot Salt Scrub
- Sony notebook
- GHD Hair Straightener
- This little green summer dress
- Mundial - Classic 10 Piece Knife Block Set Black

If someone really wants to impress me and has a modest budget, picking up some homemade jams from a quaint country town along with chocolate covered coffee beans or chocolate covered macadamia nuts will make me gush for years. And if a small country town is out of the way, a bottle of red will do just fine.

Drinks, Movies & Drinks…

It was a weekend I need a weekend to recover from.

Drinks at The Sheaf with a couple of former work colleagues, and a guy I used to hang out with, I found out of Friday night, I broke his heart?

Then off to the movies, The Departed, it was fantastic, read Cibby’s review :- ) we then headed for a drink at Fringe Bar.

Saturday started like every other day, but it was different, my Aunties birthday. I headed into Circular Quay, by public transport – no hell has not frozen over, lunch was lovely, almost 4 hours before we headed to The Rocks markets, it’s been a few years since I’ve last strolled around the markets, I think it’s still the same merchandise.

Jay joined me for a quite afternoon drink at five ways before heading to a Halloween party, a Halloween party where 90% of the party goers where in costume, the effort was impressive in decorations, costumes and alcohol consumption.

Sunday, what did I do with Sunday? Absolutely nothing that I had planned, I think slept most of the day away…

Blogging Buddies – I Need Your Opinion!

What looks better on a man?

1. Tattoo of a 8” flame on the calf
2. Tattoo of a 8” flame on the shoulder blade

Stylin’

As many of you would be well aware by now I’m looking to purchase my first property to call my own. It’s a very long, tedious experience (I can rant for hours about fucked up real estate agents. Being one, I feel I can do it right) on a positive note I’m enjoying the amateur interior designs, the colours people pick, the obscurity of modern simplicity with French provincial and moving along to the next room that’s been influenced by Feng Shui and that Pulp Fiction poster hanging in the corner?

I do spend excessive amounts of time parading in front of vendor / tenant book, CD and DVD collections, pretending it’s just a glance, you can tell so much about people from their entertainment collection.

There are so many ideas I have stored in that little filing cabinet in the back of my brain from my many years of property inspections, what I just wouldn’t consider doing in my own apartment, those great innovative ways of creating space without the use of sleazy mirrors or Ikea’s swish bang shelving collection(not that there’s anything wrong with that). I’ve also house-sat at a few friends’ abodes over the last year and I now know the little things I take for granted at home, the very simple thing , having an easy to use cork remover, of being able to set ALL my clocks at the same time, investing in a clock that doesn’t make that godforsaken tick tick tick sound that just drives me up the wall.

When it comes to furnishings, as with every other aspect of my life I’m torn between too extremes, give me anything with a history, I love this French Armoire and equally adore this lounge room (yes, it’s from the house).



I can’t even fathom the amount of stores I’m going to enter to achieve the style I want. If it took me almost 2 years and 5 countries to find a small plain black handbag that I like, Oooohh it’s going to be a lengthy process. Ha! And I sometimes wonder why it’s taking me so long to find a property, I’ve narrowed my search selection not to waste anytime… Sorry, my dear friends you’ll have to listen to me whinge for a while longer.

I’ve already purchased some kitchen stuff; I’m totally in love with it. Plain white dinner set and stylish stainless sliver cutlery, a few bits and pieces all stainless sliver. It’s this simple style I wish to remain consistent; it complements my Czech porcelain serving platter and tea sets.

Most of my ‘free’ time these days is researching cost of bed linen, general manchester, I love rich luxurious whites, chocolate browns, all the neutrals. I haven’t even started at the electrical appliances! Plasma. Did I hear someone say plasma…?

So Nothing…

I was casually driving to a friends place last night, an invitation to dinner and cheesy T.V. On my way there I saw my last boyfriend driving in the opposite direction (he looks good), he saw me, did a double take and we both continued on our own journey’s, no different to if we hadn’t seen each other…

Idiot of the Week Award Goes To…

The candidate who sent an application for the position available at my office who has their mobile phone number listed on their 'Cirriculum vitae' , when I called: "This number has been disconnected”

Road Trip

One of my consultants finally delivered his photographic genius titled “on the road to Airlie”. This was taken a few months ago driving from Mackay to Airlie Beach in sunny QLD, it’s my favourite image from the trip and we are now working together to imitate the landscaping concept and implement it in our development. A million smiles!

I was told “You can only hang it on your lounge room or toilet wall – not sell it – it’s priceless anyway” Does posting on my blog count?

A Penny for Your Thoughts?

I was invited to join my beautiful girlfriend to see The Unprofessionals on Friday night at Enmore, it was hilarious! I laughed so much my abdominals got the best work out, especially when Merrick & Rosso played an installment of Bat Leb….

My favourite installment of Bat Leb


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The last episode of Bat Leb


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After the show we had desert at a quaint Italian trattoria La Ricetta, on Enmore Road, talking about the show eating delicious Panna Cotta and drinking of sublime hot chocolate talking about Fag Nuts, kebabs, Bad Elmo and Roseberry being in the eastern suburbs.. Hmmm.. The quote for the night:

Do you remember that day we were Vegans?

Here’s the brief review

Saturday, I was up bright and early, unfortunately not early enough to catch the worm, I had intended to attend a boxing class at 7:30 ooops, I seldom sleep in, I guess my body needed it, I made myself a yummy brekkie watched an episode of Entourage, then headed to WBJ it’s like a vortex in there! I can’t just park go to my intended store and leave, too much time past and I found myself in JB Hi-Fi. I don’t know about anyone else but I can spend hours in there, DVD galore, CD’s I would love to add to my collection. I don’t download music, I should, Hmmm… No, I like having the cover.

I then spent most of the day in the office working on medial tasks that I just didn’t have enough time to attend to during the week and I’m sure many have noticed the recent decline of my spamming comments on your posts.

That afternoon I flopped on the lounge and watched one of the best bad movies I’ve ever seen. American Dreamz Deamz with a “Z” before getting all dressed up for the opera, Rigoletto, I took mum with me, it’s the last opera I’ll be seeing for the season, we decided, well, actually I decided we should go for a drink before hand. Opera Bar was full, not a seat in sight so with an hour and a half before the performance we sat in the Opera House lounge/bistro area and enjoyed a couple of vino’s while observing the outfits of all the opera goers.

The performance was sensational, I laughed, almost cried. For anyone who doesn’t know, Verdi is my ultimate favourite composer, you only need to listen to 30 seconds of this piece to feel the power of the music



Ordinarily I love being front row, centre. But without being able to see the sur-titles without some contortionist’s neck movement it was a little hard to follow, only having the ‘story of the opera’ for reference.

Sunday I had lunch with Dad, his partner and one of his work colleagues at Kaiser Stub'n an Austrian Restaurant in Terry Hills. The accents Kiwi, Cseky, Macedonian and Aussie (me) lots of heavy, rich food a few bottles of wine, 4 hours later…

After lunch I went to my mates house to.. get this… iron his shirts for the week, when did I turn into this woman? He broke his wrist skiing in Dubai (no matter how many times I hear that or say it, Skiing in Dubai is just wrong) somehow over our hours long conversation I agreed to go away with him for a weekend.

I wonder if I hadn’t consumed all that wine if I would’ve agreed? From crush to crash in the matter of a couple hours…

What is that haunt -ing re -frain that you hear in the air?

Here and there, ev -'ry where, Ink -A Dink -Doo, A dink -a dee, A dink -a doo

A link – ing Doo

I still have issues regarding people talking behind my back therefore not posting my regular blabber and collection random balderdash.

Ink -A Dink -Doo, A dink -a dee, A dink -a doo

Sooooo…. A link – A Dink A doo today.

Treespotter on a good man

Everyone should have friends like ChickyBabe

All you judgemental people, have a dose of this

Cibby sent me this, he knows me so well

I wish I were here, but I won’t be able to make it anytime soon so this weekend I may just see this

I also need to remember to enjoy this wonderful my city is, why do I need a beautiful New Yorker to remind me?

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* Lyrics by Jimmy Durante