Moving time....

Things have finally calmed down after the holiday. Having to wake up and go to work isn’t such a shock to the system anymore.

But no sitting back and relaxing for this chicky ohh no, god forbid I get into a routine or anything!!!

This weekend we are moving AGAIN. Yes I know, I can hear you, “But you just moved there!” well if by “just” you mean “6 months ago” you would be correct! You win a cookie! Just have to make it to my place to pick it up :p

Yep we moved here 6 months ago, I can barely believe that. This year has gone so fast. I remember when it was just the old codgers that said that the years were getting shorter and as I refuse to believe I am becoming an old codger then I have to agree with them. The years really are getting shorter. It’s November in 2 days for Golly Sakes! Not only are there Christmas decorations in Woolies there are Christmas CAROLS playing in Woolies! OMG! Woooo (Any of you who know me would know my all time LOVE for Christmas Carols. So this little point makes me so happy!) And its only 1 month and 4 days (also makes me happy!)!

I lost track somewhere there… I was talking about moving. Back to the topic.

So we started cleaning out boxes and crap last weekend. We have got about 20 or so boxes down to 2 which is pretty impressive seen as I have inherited a bit of my mothers hoarding habit. Also, we have decided to get rid of basically everything we own.

Want a Queen bed? Come on down! Double Door Stainless Steel Fridge? Bring a trailer and it’s yours (I’m not lifting it though)! 2 Lounge suites? Chest Freezer? BBQ? Table? Chairs? Bed Side Tables? Side Boards? TV Stands? Microwave? Washing Machine? Kitchen Sink? All of it please take it! As long as I don’t have to lift it or move it around then its free game!

We are keeping both TV’s, our killer sound system, my baking equipment, our new leather lounges (and by new I mean previously belonging to my sister for 4 years and before that my parents for 10), my old Buffy stuff, a couple of boxes of clothes/shoes, a box of memories and… actually that’s about all

It’s actually a really great feeling to know we don’t have to worry about all of this stuff or where it’s going to go. Every other time we’ve moved its had to go into storage (aka Boys Dads house) or be a nuisance at who’s evers house we are staying at between finding somewhere to live. Also, and more importantly, I get to go shopping!!

Now you’re probably thinking that getting rid of ALL of our junk is pretty drastic. Ahh but that’s where you’re wrong. There are bigger things a’brewin’ Stay tuned and you might get a hint ;)



Oh just a side note:

My favorite band in the whole wide world are playing in Brisbane early next year and I am stoked!!! BUT they are playing at a festival only, which sucks a lot. Here are a list of the other bands. I’ve never really heard of any of the others (except for the obvious but who wants to see 50 year olds jump around a stage pretending they are “Punk” which they never were?). So if any of you (Germ) recognise any of the names or can recommend I check them out please do. Otherwise I will be at the festival for 1 bad and that’s pretty crappy. Please don’t let me resort to moshing to the grampa’s!

Soundwave Festival: The Offspring (USA), Incubus (USA), Social Distortion (USA), Killswitch Engage (USA), Coheed & Cambria (USA), As I Lay Dying (USA), Motion City Soundtrack (USA), Red Jumpsuit Aparatus (USA), Chiodos, Saosin (USA), Plain White T's, Jim Ward, Scary Kids Scaring Kids (USA), Boys Like Girls, Cartel, Mindless Self Indulgence, Shadows Fall (USA), Mewithoutyou, The Dear Hunter (USA), Bleeding Through (USA), Carpathian, Sugarcult, Arthur Enders, All Time Low, From Autumn to Ashes (USA), The Starting Line (USA), Dan Nigro, Kevin Devine, Mae, The Receiving End of Sirens (USA), Still Remains, Socratic (USA), Divine Heresy, Envy on the Coast, Haste the Day, Madina Lake, The Matches (USA), My American Heart, Halifax, Fall of Troy

home sweet hell hole

Being back in reality sucks major balls. Major. The holiday was amazing and I was spoilt for 5 days straight, and now I have to work and clean and cook, seriously, I am a princess what is this shit!

I started the holiday writing a little journal, I got to the second day and forgot about it. Partly because I wanted to enjoy my time every moment not be scribbling in a book. Secondly because Boy threw it in the back of the car and there was no chance I was going searching for it! I now wish I had finished it but here is what I have anyways…

Day 1
Drove for approx. 8 hours,
Started at home, went to South Bank, Boonah, home, Maryborough, Bundy, the boat, Bundy, the boat, Bundy, and finally, one more time, the boat.
Lowlight – nearly taking out a Mercedes at a roundabout then blaming Boy. Because that makes sense… to me…
Highlight – Meeting the boat and falling in love. Sitting on the bottom deck with a rum watching the sun set over the ocean… indescribable….
Funny quotes-
Boy “Just keep your eyes on the Far in Cunt” (read: “Car in Front”)
Boy “As they say, ‘When in Bundy…’”

Day 2
I was sure I did day to but I guess not :s

So yes, that was my journal skills… remind me never to become a reporter!

We had an incredible time. Did a lot of sleeping. If I wasn’t zonked out on the beach I was having an afternoon nap on the boat or lazily sitting in a pub playing cards and drinking rum. Did a lot of that, both rum drinking and playing cards. We had 3 meals a day out usually at some little pub or other.



The anniversary was amazing. Not to many details for everyone other then our Anniversary dinner was had at this incredible restaurant right on the water over looking the harbor and only a stumble away from the boat which was grand!



I can’t remember if I mentioned this before but we did have plans to head up to Mackay and Emerald and do a whole 5 days driving. We really did mean to do this, until we made it to the boat and were blown away not just how luxurious the boat is but the whole town of Bundaberg and everywhere around it. The harbor itself was mind blowing but then that was just a 20 min drive from Bagara beach (where we spent most days) and about the same distance from the Bundaberg town centre. So once we realized how gorgeous the area was we set up camp and stayed for the whole 5 days.

We had plans to come back on the Friday but decided we had too much to do and returned on Thursday. I literally had tears in my eyes when we entered Brisbane. I really didn’t want to go home, why couldn’t we stay on holidays forever?!!? This is still running through my head even as I sit at my work desk. Actually I think more so that I'm sitting at my work desk!

When we got home I had to start planning for the baby shower I was hosting on Saturday. I’ve mentioned a few times that my buddy Catty is up the duff and I have the amazing honour to be God Mummy. So there was lots of shopping, cooking, shopping, preparing and shopping to get done in the ONE day I left in-between returning and the actually party. I am smart like that sometimes!

I had never been to a baby shower so I didn’t have the slightest as to what to do at one so I tried to keep it short and sweet, 2 hours at the house then heading out to a nearby pub for anyone who wanted to stick around afterwards. Also, there was a range of people invited most of which I had never met and the others which were old friends from school. Sadly, as in most cases, I hadn't seen many of the girlies since we graduated so I had the big ol’ fear of “what if they’ve changed?” “what if I’ve changed?” “Will we have anything in common?” “Do I care if we have anything in common?”.

Add to the stress the fact that I got my hair cut the day before the shower. I requested a trim and my roots touched up. I now look like a middle aged lesbian who has a penchant for zebras.

Then there was the cooking. Not too bad at first. I had a deadline of 1pm which is when I was meant to get to Cattys house to help set up. So I started at 8am and all was going well. Meanwhile, Boy was helping out his Mummy with something which ran a bit later then first thought. Never mind, soon enough my cooking was a bit behind schedule too. I blame that on the bacon. I needed to dice a kilogram of cooked bacon. This would be fine if I owned a food processor or even a sharp knife. But guess what? I don’t! So by hand, I ripped eat piece of burning hot bacon into tiny tiny pieces. This set me back about an hour to being with.

By the time Boy got home it was 2 pm, the party was due to start at 3pm, the cupcakes were still baking and I was in dire need of a shower. I put Boy in charge of cupcake watch and I went off to beautify. Well rinse and dress. Shampoo and make-up I would have to do without!

The cupcakes got iced while I sent Boy down to Cattys with the first load of food and presents. Luckily we only live a 2 min drive from each other or else I think I would have missed the whole party!

The party ended up being a complete hit! Everyone complimented my food and bought Catty some amazing presents. All of the girls from school that I was so petrified of seeing got along amazingly. We all sat around chatting until close to midnight and have made plans to try and catch up for a monthly dinner from now on. Whether or not this ends up happening I have no idea but the thought of having friends again is so exciting I can’t explain it!



So I’ve ranted a heap, I’m sorry, I’m good at that Oh one last thing. If you have noticed my typing is even crappier then usual I do apologize. I had a bit of an accident last night which involved plastic wrapped salami, a blunt knife and 2 fingers on my left hand. Suffice to say there was lots of blood, on-the-phone hysterics to Boy begging him to come home (I am sure he thought I had actually cut my fingers off. At one stage he even asked “Calm down, tell me, Where are your fingers???”) and a magical angel in the form of Catty and some very nice gentleman coming to my rescue with Band-Aids and frozen rum bottles while Boy was racing across town to collect my fingers and get me to the hospital!



Being home really does suck!

We're all goin' on a Summer Holiday... do do dood do doo Skys are Blue!

I know I said I would add another few posts before I left but yeh, I suck. Plus I have been busy as all hell. Ok not really. But I have got a puppy! Ok no that’s not true either, but kind of because there are these puppies that live in the apartment next to mine and they keep digging under the fence and I am sure one of them wants to come live with me so I've decided she is now my puppy not my next-door neighbours. I don’t care what the council records show. She loves me!!



I also think I’m going a bit insane. This has something to do with it being Friday and being all excited about my Summer Holiday starting tomorrow! Yes, Summer Holiday. In Spring. But what's a holiday without being able to sing “We’re all going on a Summer Holiday.. do do do do doooo… Skys are blue!” I really have to learn the middle words sometime. I’ve been singing it like that for as long as I remember. Meh, why ruin a good tradition?

So I am leaving tomorrow morning for a 5 day drive. I didn’t want to say much about it till now because I was sure I would jinx it. Either Boy would have to go somewhere and work or the car would break down or we would get a huge bill and be even more in debt. But I think its pretty safe to say I’m headin on my Summer Holiday doo do do do dooo Skys are blue… tomorrow! (If I am on here tomorrow crying then damn you cosmic balance, DAMN YOU!)

We are heading up North. Not sure where exactly we are going but either we will head out west first and visit some small towns before heading North closer to the Whitsundays. Or we will just go straight up to the Islands and stop off at the boat along the way. I guess we will decide as we go along, half the fun of the trip



Sadly, as I still live in the middle ages and not yet know the joys of wireless, I will have no internet connection for the week. That in its self is nearly enough reason to call the whole thing off. But seen as it is the Anniversary holiday and Boy has been extremely patient with my net/blog/flickr obsession I feel I should give him my full attention, even if it is only for a couple of days.

Oh, I forgot to mention that little part didn’t I? Its our anniversary. I can hear all of you married peeps growling that “its not an anniversary until your married” To that I say “Pooie!” What about those of us who might never get married? I want my annual presents too! I put up with the same amount of crap only I don’t get a pretty 2 caret to remind me why I'm doing it!

So we are coming up to our 3 year on October 15th. Pretty exciting/scary. Exciting because Oh! Presents! Scary because Crap! I’ve lived with him for 3 Years!

But yes, to the point. I didn’t want everyone thinking that Johnny Depp and Kate Beckinsale had whisked me away to a tropical island for 3 with 5 bottles of Bacardi and lots of coconut tanning lotion. Because really, that’s a horrid thought. Have a lovely week everyone, see you when I get back :D

Adults are just obsolete children and the hell with them.

Sorry about that little essay the other day, I have really not been in the mood to write about my life plus I figured most of you are sick of hearing my “I’m so sick, cry me a fucking river” tune! So I gave you a break but guess what?! Here comes my “I’m so sick cry me a fucking river” tune all over again!

I had my crazywordIcannotsay operationthingie and the doctors didn’t end up finding what they thought I had, which I am kind of glad about because YAY no bacteria in my tummy! But also Nay, because now there is no sure-fire fix for it

Ends up I have a loose sphincter. I spent the first week after I found out telling everyone that asked how it went that I had a loose sphincter. People kept looking at me all funny and walking away slowly, other then one guy that was suddenly acting like I was the coolest chick in the world. Then I told my sister (Ms. Nurse-Doctor-Lawyer) that I had a loose sphincter and she laughed at me:

Me: “What is so funny??”
Ms. NDL: “Tell me you are talking about the one in your stomach”
Me: “Yes, what else would I be talking about?! Duh!” Realisation Dawns….. “Oh crap! I didn’t realise that was called the same thing!!

So just for clarification, I do have a loose sphincter but this one connects my oesophagus to my stomach, there is no other one. End of story!

Well not really end of story because I have more to tell you!

I have now changed my whole diet. I am the girl that has no tastebuds so I pile every meal full of flavour. So basically everything I cook you can be sure that there will either garlic, onion, chilli or curry in it and usually a mixture of all. Now I can’t have any of these. Alcohol is a no no too but that's OK because my body seems to be rejecting it at the moment so that's no biggie. And chocolate is meant to be out but I laugh in the face of anyone that tries to take away my chocolate! Laugh and then cut them… evil little fuckers. Who do they think they are taking my god damned chocolate!?!

I am also on tablets for the next 4 months. Once that is up I go back and see how it is all going and if its gone then no more tablets YAY but if not I am back on them for another 4 months. Rinse and repeat… well swallow and repeat really…

Sadly the new diet thing is something that I have to stick to long term. Once it all settles down I will be able to slowly introduce them all back into my diet but definitely not in the excess as I have had in the past. That makes me cry. Luckily chocolate fixes the crying.

But on the plus with the exception of the weekend and when I am lying down I have only had baaaaaaad indigestion around 5 times this week which is heaven for me!!!

Oh just a quick note that I am going away on holidays as of next Friday so I will try to get a few extra posts in before then because there will be no updating for a full week, omg I think I’m going to pass out just thinking about it! We are going out to the middle of bumfuck (also known as “loose sphincter”) nowhere on a Road Trip! So I will have a bazillion photos when I get back

Here is a funny little convo that I had with boy about my Flickr a few days ago as well, enjoy!

Me: “Woo, I got another photo explored!”
Boy: “What is it of? My bum?”
Me: “No! As if!”
Boy: “Why not! My bum would so get explored!” Realisation dawns… “Holy crap! No it wouldn’t No it wouldn’t!

(Boy would like a disclaimer here… he does NOT have a loose sphincter!)