Hmmm…

I find it rather interesting when a man say’s “I can really see you dressed like that” winks, smiles that mischievous grin I know too well, he moves slowly towards me kisses me passionately looks at me again with that same grin... "Maybe without the whip"

Another Missed Opportunity

All our big get rich quick schemes and ideas over the months… Reverend Tim, why, oh why didn’t we think of this one?

A New Leaf

The last week I’ve had the damned flu, I’m horrible to be around when I’m sick, grumpy, whingey, whinny and short tempered, that whole matrimonial “do you take this person in sickness’ is the most paramount vow to me. Anyway, I’m off on a tangent again. One and a half days off work another day totally unproductive, cloudy head, concentration was at ohhhh 3 minutes for any task, all my colleagues were out on-site, I was to man the office. Nice day to be alone, listening to swing and jazz – loud.

Unfortunately due to my little illness I missed my fencing lesson, boxing and pilates… As if being sick didn’t make me fell bad enough no exercise and looking like the walking dead didn’t help, of course in the beautiful 36degree Sydney weather on Saturday I went down to Bondi for a swim, nothing says exercise more than putting on last years bikini for the first time in public… I met my mate and found a great position on the sand, I love having a man smother lotion on my body… After 2 hours of jumping in the water and drying off, lotion re-application… I was ready to call it a day and slowly headed home. I noticed many hot guys walking the streets, they all look through me and towards the pretty young things, my self esteem hit the floor, only a year ago I was that girl.. I continued into my car, the steering wheel burning from the sun, I went the scenic route through Tamarama, Bronte and up the hill home, it was just after midday.

With the atrocious state on the real estate market and the atrocious state of my borrowing capacity v’s value for money I didn’t bother setting out for another day of disappointment, I did the next best thing, jumped in my air conditioned car and zoomed off to Birkenhead Point for some home ware shopping. I found myself in the David Jones warehouse, what rubbish! I looked at the no name small electrical appliances and dismissed then with the thoughts of electrocution and wandered by the perfume gift packs. A memory drifted back to me as I was looking at Bvlgari gift packs, it was approximately 3 years ago I was scouring every corner of Sydney looking to purchase a Bvlgari handbag for the great price of $1,300 and now look at me scrummaging for bargains in discount stores….

On a happier note I did find some great wine and champagne glasses, Bohemian Crystal, made in Czech Republic and the collection was My Name and I didn’t purchase any! Why? I’ll go back soon.

Saturday night I spent chilling with Vikki, well, chilling after we put together her new coffee table had a yummy dinner and wine, watched an old 80’s movie called it an early night. Sunday morning, not too bright and early we headed off to DFO Homebush for a bit more home shopping, I’m now a proud owner of a kick-ass Royal Doulton dinner set and Villeroy & Boch cutlery set, it’s going to be great eating my 2 minute noodles 3 times a week using them. We then went to Ikea in Rhodes, wow it’s huge! It’s bigger than the stores I saw in Germany and Czech, too many children, they should not be allowed to run around the store touching everything and stepping on my heels! I left with a few kitchen utensils and my first tool kit!

I’m embarrassed to admit it, I’m now addicted to Australian Idol. I’m blaming mother dearest for subjecting it to me week after week. How awesome was Dean’s performance! Not much beats good bad TV I was glued to the screen watching 100 most inspirational films

Another week has commenced, I’m adamant I’m going back to the N I was a couple years ago, focused, trying to get back to the remuneration, the figure and happiness that came with it.

So here I am, lunch time, the only allocated time slot for blogging as of today, this is my 8 coffee free day and I went 5 consecutive days without alcohol last week. Tonight I’m looking forward to catching up with my girlfriends that I haven’t seen or spoken to much of late and as soon as my body releases this damned flu I’m going to be full steam ahead.

Random Quote from Mother #4

“What’s happened to you lately? You’ve lost your spark for life”

Another Unanswered Question

Why is it, the thing you find most endearing about someone at first is the thing you’ll come to hate most?

Ooo eee, ooo ah ah

No, it’s not a sexual thang.

I’m embarrassed to admit, I have ‘The Witch Doctor’ in my mind and while trying to rid the lyrics I tried to think of the 3 Chipmunks names. "Alvin!" It was driving me CRAZY! What did we do before google?

Ting tang, walla walla, bing bang...

Why?

I latch onto almost any common ground or opinion or quirk to justify my lust. At the same time, the slightest misstep will send me into a hypercritical frenzy.

Would you…?

I love drinking wine with new friends
I love watching 2 men cooking dinner in the kitchen
I love having left field conversations
I love seeing really happy couples in love
I love talking to friends that I we pick up where we left off no matter how much time has past
I love looking at the shops during the mid season sales
I love having my girlfriend as my date
I love seeing old friends
I love dancing to old Bon Jovi hits
I love reminiscing events of 14 years ago
I love going out for a quite night and end up coming home in the wee hours
I love having coffee with a friend and people thinking we’re on a date
I love hanging out at my best mate’s house for hours
I love not talking to anyone I don’t want to over the weekend
I love watching a good bad TV movie
I love blocking out the events of last week
I love waking up and wanting to come to work

Talk Behind My Back?

I’ve had enough! Really, if people want to back stab me, it’s been so vicious… Spice it up a bit and use the latest cutlery set I’ve been looking at, hey don’t limit yourself to knives I like!

Everything gets back to me, and I mean everything, 6 degrees of separation exists and people have egos that desire stroking therefore like to talk, remember it!

That’s it! I’m out!

Drifting to the Abyss

I was in bed last night; my body felt like lead, my right arm looks like a Dalmatian dog’s coat... I felt heavy, I felt like my bed was about to engulf me, a thought crossed my mind, if I were to disappear into the abyss of sheets and pillows no-one would notice my absence…

500th post is on Boobies!!!!

Mia brought my attention to breast cancer awareness month. Therefore it’s the annual Boobiethon go and check it out, (homepage is work safe) and if you have a pair of boobies yourself, check them out!

As many of you know this topic is very close to me as I had a lumpectomy and went through the process in March this year, nice scar on my left one to show for it too. Early detection is the key :- )

Random Quote

Well done. Your husband would be very proud!

My fencing coach…

The Long Weekend is Approaching…

I love the fact I’ve had a blog for over a year, I jumped back to October long weekend last year. Wow how times have not changed too much.

This day last year I had dinner with MFL. We have been trying over the last 3 weeks to find a mutual time for coffee and cake, well as we still call in strawberry milkshake and scones. I haven’t seen him since he got back from the World Cup and Cyprus, I miss him.

Saturday last year, I saw La Boheme, this year Saturday night I’m going to the opera to see Pirates of Penzance.

Sunday last year I worked, cursing, while everyone I knew was out in the sun. Then went to Balmain to watch the NRL grand final. This year I’m NOT working! I’m thoroughly looking forward to being at Star City Casino Grand Final Party, with compliments Vikki who got the free tickets!

Monday, last year Monday morning felt like a scene out of Sex and the City. The heat for the rest of day, the drunken / hang over blur that it was… Hope this year isn’t anywhere near the same, ahhh.. Well it more than likely will be - I’m seeing M. on Monday, he just got back from England and Dubai.

Have a sensational weekend!

Go the Storm!

Post 496 = 10,000 Visits

Pie in the Sky Dreams

There are things I really want to do in my life, for instance race a Porsche around a race track (done) buy a property (currently looking), go to Carnivale in Venice (not to unachievable) and then there a just a couple of things that I just feel will never be achieved.

Fly a Jet plane

Drive a Crane in Dubai

Some dreams will remain just that. Dreams...

Quoting…

Confirming my reasons for a protective wall…

I watched her gather her things, a trail of lacy breadcrumbs leading back to the couch. A poignant site-for someone who cared. The bra and panties that had been such lust triggers two hours ago had lost their carnal power.

Astrology

I don’t believe in this crap at all!

Funny thing is, I had a day of gloominess yesterday, I did something totally out of my comfort zone, sat back and waited. Nothing happened, still nothing. I'm no longer waiting...

I jumped on SMH online as I do everyday and my mouse was drawn to the astrology section. I don’t believe in this trite, but for some reason when something uncomfortable occurs I wonder if it’s something ‘cosmic’ – note, I never look when something great happens.

Yesterday was convenient and relevant (as of course it can be with every snippet of astrologicalness written)

It may actually be quite a difficult day, emotionally speaking. But if you remember that you have control and remain positive so that you will be able to get through the day without getting depressed or angry. Not everyone thinks as you and while that may be distressful, you may have to acknowledge this fact and move on. It's important not to get caught up in negativity.

*Picture from Maddox
*Made up word because I think most horoscopes are fabricated

The Week & End That Was…

+ Only I would turn up to The Southern Cross Hotel on a Friday night in St Peter’s wearing a see-thru white lacy top, this pub is AKA ‘the truckers pub’

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+ Words that would only come out of my mouth ‘we didn’t have much to drink, what a bottle and a half of Champers each’ of course we finished off the other half a bottle and made ourselves a champagne brekkie

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+ My GF accompanied me to look at a couple of units Saturday morning, one that was slightly out of my budget, but the ceiling wasn’t out of reach! She was wearing flat shoes too!

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+ I saw my car stalker on Saturday, I enjoyed talking to him so much I started thinking ‘Hmmm.. He is cute.. I love his little accent…Maybe I should go out with him’ as I was walking away the thought ran away!

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+ I spent Saturday afternoon by my ex-MD’s pool. I don’t like tan lines and caught myself just before I took my bikini top off!

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+ So, there was a guy I met at a house party a couple years ago, word around the camp fire was, he asked about me regularly – he got out of gaol a couple weeks ago. I really have to life my standards!

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+ After a few vodka’s, a few glasses of red wine, pizza, more wine and watching the footy with my bestest friend (former employer), his mate randomly came over, the one I shagged early this year and then started seeing drug fucked whores – I had a phone call and text from him on the way home. They went unanswered.

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+ I watched many episodes of Entourage before going to bed on Saturday night, Sunday morning I completed the entire first season and moved onto season two

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+ I lazed by the pool with my book, felt the sun on my skin and went for my first swim of the season

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+ The sun was pouring in the balcony doors; I plonked myself in the sun and watched more Entourage, I can’t believe how much Vince looks like my last-boyfriend, same nose, lips, eyes, same complexion… I’m addicted to the show. Bring on season three!

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+ A friend came over on Sunday night, he broke up with his girlfriend a few weeks ago. All I heard about was the demise of their relationship; I cracked after about an hour and yelled ‘YOU broke up with her! Get over it! Let’s go out for dinner…’ he thanked me afterwards.

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+ Monday must’ve been the slowest day ever at work, the clocks didn’t turn and yet I didn’t leave till almost 7pm

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+ J. a friend of V’s was in Sydney for a night last night from Coffs, we were at V’s place drinking wine laughing. It was such a great relaxing night.

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+ I had the worst night sleep last night, woke up in the wee hours of the morning up horizontal in bed along the pillows, tossed and turned the rest of the night.

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+ It’s been a week since I’ve seen Sabre Boy, I wrote last week that I felt interest had dissipated on both sides; (partially to protect myself from expectations) a week later I haven’t heard from him. I wanted him to prove me wrong…

Darer’s Don’t Go First

After the playful exchange with Indy, I dared, then double dared him in a school like manner to ask his readers to email him photos in their lacy bits (as he put it, I was a little more crass).

There were a couple of conditions to this dare:

1. I had to send a pic so I wouldn’t go to hell, in my ever so cheeky manner, I did wearing a lace top :- )
2. I was to request the same from my male readers

Come on boys, email me a picture of yourselves wearing (only) your boxers!

Note: There will be no public airing of said images... I'm just a perve and want to win this little dare :-)

Life: Words of Wisdom...

Don’t ever sleep with your MD’s best mate!