Monday, December 5, 2011

Monday Fragments

I'm 'borrowing' this off Mrs 4444's from Half Past Kissing Time.
Only she does Friday Fragments, cause that makes more sense, but shhhhh. :)


I have about 3 Christmas presents left to buy and then I'm done!! Hurrah!!
Then comes the wrapping, which I usually enjoy, but I'm just not looking forward to it.


My Dad and My Step-mum got married recently. After 24 years together.
It was amazing. They looked so happy and it was a great day, and it was amazing.

Only downside? I got a MASSIVE migraine about halfway through and had to have a nap. :(
Luckily where they got married was a kinda camp-site (not as in tents as in cute cabins) had cabins and I could get a nap and not be noticed. :)
My sisters {2 of em} and I plus my brother were in the wedding party. And my older sister did all our hair {she's a proper hair dresser, ps.}

Here's a picture of my hair {and makeup, kinda}:

{total selfie, I know}


I started a new job at the beginning of last month, and I'm a bit indifferent to it.
The people are completely different to my old team and I don't love it.
The work is different {and sometimes boring}, in comparison to my old team too. But this is an actual step into a career and not just a job, like my last one, so I guess that's ok.


My dads dog had puppies two weeks before the wedding, {the day of the hens/bucks night actually} and I. AM. IN. LOVE.
Oh my gosh. They are so cute.
They were SO gross being born, but they are so cute.

Meet Franklin:

I want to hold him and love him, and have him live with me, and oh my goodness he is so cute.

There are others too, 8 in total, and if you are looking for a new puppy {or puppies}, they all need homes -- or at least that's what my dad is saying now, I think he is slowly falling in love with them too. :)
Part Lab, Part Ridge Back if anyone is wondering.


Last one.
My older sister is preggers!!
She'll be 12 weeks the Monday or Tuesday before Christmas and its just a little bit exciting. :D

Friday, November 4, 2011


...we never knows what goes on in someone's marriage.
We never know if it's a happy marriage or a charade.
We will never know if the 72 days was the most happy or worse days of someone's life.

And so we shouldn't judge.
But we do.

Why wouldn't we, we were 'forced' to watch this persons tv show, we were 'forced' to watch this persons relationship on their show, and we were 'forced' to watch the 2 wedding spectacular.

Oh, you weren't forced?
My mistake. The way everyone is going on about it, seems to me everyone had a gun to their head being made to watch it. All.

I get that 72 days isn't a whole lot.
I get that gay marriage is gonna ride on this train for a while -- the whole gays don't ruin marriage, KK's 72 days marriage does etc.

But we don't know.

It doesn't look good that she filed and he had no idea -- communication being one of theirs issues, I assume -- it doesn't look good that she flew to here within days of filing, leaving her husband alone.
But she did.

Marriage is hard.

And we never know what is going on in someone elses.

Sunday, October 2, 2011

I don't 'get' Art.

....I also am terrible at taking selfies.

Yesterday the husband wanted to go to the Art Museum, cause there was some portrait exhibition on.

As it turned out we didn't know exactly where to go in the museum at first so started wandering.

This is when i discovered, i don't get art.

Here is an example of what we saw:

My first thought was, maybe they just got it and haven't had it put up on the wall yet.
I was wrong.
That was the piece.
I don't get art.

Then i saw this and thought pretty!! was in the kids section. You know where they sit and draw while the adults look at "proper" art. Yep.

Moving on....

The husband and I slowly decided to wander through the park on the walk back home, but we were so tired from walking to the museum and then around the museum, and from having to figure out what was actual art and not actual art, {I'll give you a hint, it was mostly all actual art, even the triangle within the square that was drawn DRAWN onto the wall}.
So we decided to rest on the grass for a little bit.

This is where I discovered that not only do I not "get" art, but i also can't take selfies.

Here are some examples of attempts from both myself AND the husband.

...Ignore the squinty eyes and the wrinkles, i was looking directly into the sun. Smart, i know.

Im gonna end with my two favourites though.

So now you have seen my skills as a photographer.

#Please note, we were just using our phones, so Im gonna totally blame them. :)

Wednesday, September 21, 2011


I don't know if its like this everywhere, or just here, but i have two thoughts in my head and i want to know why its OK.

Why is is OK to make fun of "Rangas"?

##I know that using that term in this question is kinda odd, but bear with me.

This is kinda bought on by seeing this article, but more so the jokes that came after.
I don't have red red hair, but its turning that way. {As i was growing up my hair was brown brown, but naturally its tinting redder and redder}
My older sister had red/orange hair growing up and she copped terrible terrible hell with it, so much so, she dyed it as soon as mum let her and hasn't gone back.

My friend noticed my hair changing the other day and the way he looked at me was like, i don't know, not one of admiration. It wasn't nice.

I don't understand why people who have no control over what colour their hair may be should be bullied.

In the same note, there are blonde jokes, but I think that "ranga" jokes are meaner.

People want to be blonde, no one wants to be a red/orange head.

My next question is:

Why are women "supposed" to be curvy, and "big is beautiful" but someone who is naturally skinny always is "too" skinny?

##My question refers to naturally skinny females, not females who starve themselves/are not well etc.

Now, before i go any further, I'm small. Between a size 8-10 <6-8 US> which, {I've just seen apparently isn't as small as i thought it was...} is smaller then the average size here of 12.
Yet, when there is hoopla about national sizing/fashion week etc, its always the small girls who are in the wrong.

I've been small all my life. I've never been bigger then a 10, and i don't remember the last time i weighted more then 55kgs <120lbs> at my heaviest.
I can't help that. I eat terribly. So badly. But my weight just doesn't happen.

I've been told my whole life that when i turn 25/26/30 I'll get really fat and then I'll know blah blah blah.

And all i hear is how "Real Women have curves".
So not only am i too skinny, but I'm not a "real woman".

Who decided this? And why is it OK?

Monday, August 1, 2011

Bits and Pieces

I have loads of stuff to say, but i can't get it out of my head and through my hands onto the keyboard.
So i don't really know what this post will end up as.
I apologize in advance.


I went to the doctors the other day.
I had to get the pill.
I'm married, just FYI, just in case you didn't know.
Its also winter time here, just keep that in mind.
I've been on the pill before also, just not in ages....
I haven't gotten it since going to these doctors.
I had gloves on when i went in there, so of course, my wedding ring was covered.
And of course, even though I'm 26, (yeah, ahuh, 26), i had to sit through the 'sexually active' lecture.
That was fun.


My friend is having her engagement party this weekend.
Its a backyard engagement party.
In the west.
Where there will likely be a fire drum.
If you are on twitter, I'll likely be talking about it.
I don't know if it'll be good, or great or blah.
I just i don't know.
I like hanging out with that part of my past.
But then i feel like I'm SO different to them now as well, so i don't how it will be.


The engagement party is on Saturday night.
Then on Monday morning, SUPER early, I fly down to Melbourne.
On Tuesday, we fly out to Bali!!
(The husband is flying to Melbourne on Saturday, to see his family, and I'm staying to go to the engagement party).
While it seems I'm super excited, I'm not sure i am just yet.
I'm excited about not having to go to work for almost 3 weeks.
I'm excited to be in the sun and not in the cold.
I'm excited to get another stamp in my passport, --which reminds me i need to find that--.
But I'm not sure if I'm quite excited about Bali yet.
We'll see.


I really wish there was a change all option on the spellcheck here...

Tuesday, July 5, 2011


26 (twenty-six) is the natural number following 25 and preceding 27.

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dvadeset šest

26 is the only single number between a square (25 = 52) and a cube (27 = 33).[1]
A rhombicuboctahedron has twenty-six sides.
When a 3x3x3 cube is made of twenty-seven unit cubes, twenty-six of them are visible parts of the exterior layer of cubes.

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είκοσι έξι

Twenty-six is a repdigit in base three (222) and in base twelve (22).
In base ten, 26 is the smallest number that is not a palindrome to have a square(26^2=676) which is a palindrome.
Twenty-six is the number of five-digit prime quadruplets, the first of which is {13001, 13003, 13007, 13009}.[2]

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dua puluh enam
fiche sé

The atomic number of iron
The number of spacetime dimensions in bosonic string theory.

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dwadzieścia sześć
douăzeci şi şase

26 is the gematric number of the name of the God of Israel – YHWH
According to Jewish chronology, God gave the Torah in the 26th generation since Creation

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двадесет шест
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Twenty-six is:
A 2003 novel by Leo McKay, Jr..
The number of letters in the English and Interlingua alphabets, if capital letters are not distinguished from lowercase letters.
The number of miles in a marathon rounded down (26 miles and 385 yards).
The age at which males can no longer be drafted in the United States
The "joke throw" in the game of darts, where a player throws 20, 5 and 1 when aiming for 20 (or treble 20). In professional darts, throwing 26 usually results in sneers or laughter from the audience.
A dice game popular in the midwest United States from the 1930s to 1950s; players had to roll a chosen number 26 times or more, exactly 13 or fewer than 10.[3]
In a normal deck of cards, there are 26 red cards and 26 black cards.

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yirmi altı
двадцять шість

The number of Cantons of Switzerland.
The largest number of Oscars awarded to one person (Walt Disney).
The number of bones in the normal human Foot and Ankle


And now, its the age I am now.

Good day was had.
Amazing presents were received.
Lots of love.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Pictures and winter and life

I'm writing this while watching "The Rachel Zoe Project" (only its the first ep of season 2, so before she got knocked up and i already know how its going to end... In fact as its going on, i think i may have even see this episode --yeah, i watch too much bad TV, you should know this by now--)

{North Sydney just before the bridge on the "good" side}

Moving on....

This week, I'm getting paid a bonus.
My first.
I've been working since i was 14 (and 9 months --I be legal of course--), but have never, ever, ever receive a bonus.
(FYi - for those wondering, I'm turning 26 at the beginning of July, if that helps)
While its not a lot, and most (some) of it is going to pay off part of my credit cards, its still like free money. Kinda like a tax return, which is ALSO coming up soon, so YAY!!

{This is the Ice Bear Project}


Its my baby sisters 16th birthday this month.
She is turning 16.
She was born in 1995.

Next month its my baby brothers 18th (!!) birthday.
He was born in 1993.

They were born in the 90s, people.
And they are already turning significant ages.


{This is from Vivid -- better last year in my opinion. It was spread out more and you got to see Sydney more. Might have been cause last year it wasn't raining and 1000s of people weren't there, but blah ---}

On that,
Its winter (now), and its been FREEZING!!
I've been working the late shift (11pm finish) and the early shift (7am starts), which means i get no sun on my way to/from work. I also get the coldest of the cold.
And i weigh 50 (ish) kgs {110llb?) so the wind goes RIGHT through me.
For some reason, my ears are always the coldest. No idea.
But I have kinda a small head, *shush* so most hats/beanies don't suit/fit me.
I've been wanting to get ear muffs (is there another name for them? That sounds kinda ....dirty).

So then yesterday, the husband bought some for me as a surprise!!
{and he cooked tea, so it was totally my night!}

{On the train just before 6am with my winter essentials -- FYI while they are fingerless gloves, they totally turn into mittens. Amazing --}

And while i thought i had one more thing to write about i don't.
Oh well.

Ps. That last photo is on the 'bad' (opposite side to the opera house) on the way home from work one night. Love Love LOVE Sydney. Couldn't imagine living somewhere else and being happy about it.

...All these photos are from my Instagram feed. Username renar27 if anyone is interested....

Monday, May 30, 2011

Tegan Lane

If you don't know this story, check out here first.

It's a terrible story. Honestly.
But I'm fascinated. A lot.
I like things like this.
Murder and rape and torture and intrigue.
It's terrible to have to explain to people about the books I'm reading --of which this is probably the most "tame"--

There is no good way for this story to turn out.
But no one is talking.

Either she had this poor child and killed/murdered/"got rid of" her, and deserves to be locked up,
She gave this poor child up, to someone. And she is being put away for something she didn't do.

I'm fascinated.

What makes someone do this?
What makes someone have *several* abortions in her teens/early twenties?
What makes someone think that she can become pregnant and not tell the fathers?
What makes someone give 2 beautiful babies up for adoption with no regard for the Childs or the fathers choice of knowing? **I think the fathers and adopted kids know of and have met each other but don't quote me**
What makes someone keep this all a secret?
What kind of pressure did she have on her?
What kind of pressure did she put on herself?
What if Tegan is out there wondering?
IF Tegan is out there, is she ok?
Is her family keeping her a secret? .
IF she is out there, what makes a family keep this a secret and allows someone to be put away for a long time for something they didn't do?

Like I said,
I'm fascinated.

Friday, May 20, 2011


**I apologize in advance for the mess that this post is going to be, but welcome to my brain at the moment**

Stuff is happening on the working front.
I dunno if its good stuff.
I hope its good stuff, but it has to be secret stuff for the moment.
At least until Tuesday.
Then i hope i will be happy.
I hope.
A lot.
A lot a lot.
Basically put it this way, if you are the praying type, please keep me in your thoughts.
I wouldn't normally ask, and I'm not being selfish, trust me. Trust me, I'm not.
I don't want to share just yet, but I may after Tuesday.


In other news, hopefully in June, i will have paid a heap onto one of my credit cards, and it will be nearly gone.
People, this just leaves 2 left (not including the husbands one).
I would've paid more then half my debt off!!
(**Note** This relates to the work thing, so hopefully, hopefully this is still feasible.


Ever had bed bugs?
I have. In my old, old, old house, and it was terrible.
Ever had chicken pox?
I have. Twice. It was just as awesome.
Now, i have neither of those right now, but I have the same annoyance in being itchy.
Ever had to use Aristocort?
I am now.
I have no idea what it's supposed to do, except make me stop scratching myself in my sleep to the point of bleeding - no, I'm not kidding or over exaggerating - but I'm not sure its working yet. If any of you out there have any encouragement with this, i would really love it.
To be honest, i just want to wake up with no more random scratches on me. :(


It was my grandmas birthday last week.
My dads mum.
My dads dad passed away a lot time ago. Maybe 8 years ago.
My grandmas tough. And strong. And great.
I love my dads family. Mostly.
A lot.
I love that i happened to have a day off, so that i could spend the day (or part of it) with her and them.
She turned 80, or 78 or 74.
No one was really sure. Including her, mostly.
My grandma said her birth certificate says she was 80, but my dad and his brother, (my uncle) both said differently.
I love that that part of my family can spend the day insulting each other and that is love.
I love that we are drink (mostly) and have tattoos (mostly) and are all about the kids.
I realised that day that my dad wants to be a grandfather.
Or at least his face says he does.
My cousin had her (younger then 1) baby, and his face showed that he wanted to hold the baby, but the girls and the gays were always the first the baby went to.
But when dad held him, my gosh, his face changed.
It makes me sad that i can't give that to him now.
But not yet. Maybe soon. But that's all reliant on the first thing i wrote about...
Gosh, i love days spent with my family.

Now, I must go to bed, even though its only 10, and even though the husband is out partying, cause even though its Saturday tomorrow (oh! and the world is going to end...) i have work.
Its actually only my Tuesday today. Sigh.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

I don't get it....

This post will probably bring disgust and shame on you and all the other stuff, but I need to say it somewhere and no one is allowing me to IRL.

I don't get it.

I think that Obama is great (although not MY president, (cause I'm obviously not in the US, not because I wouldn't choose him) so my opinion is only based on what I see and not how it affects me), and I think that a lot of what he does our PM would like to be there with him.
But I don't get it.

He killed (or arranged the killing cause he didn't exactly do it himself, now) of Osama. And that's great.

But.... It doesn't end the wars.
It doesn't bring our soldiers (ALL our soldiers, not just the US troops he was referring to in his speech), home. It doesn't make them safe where they are. And to be honest, it doesn't exactly make us safe at home here either.

I think it actually kinda makes it worse.

Won't his underlings want to step up? Won't they want to avenge his death? Won't that (possibly) cause more fear?

I didn't understand the dancing in the streets that was going in the US when it was announced.
Yes, he was the 'mastermind', but he was still only one man.
His death doesn't automatically stop all the fear and craziness in the world.

Did it work with Saddam?

Now, I'm not the most religious person (anymore) but I have a lot of Christian friends and yesterday, I counted 1, just 1 person who wasn't delighted at the death of another person.
Again, I do understand who he is, but he is still just ONE man.

My friend posted this:

And this

And she was alone in this thinking.

Or at least fb status wise.

I just don't get it.

**please note: the reason I wasn't 'allowed' to say this IRL was because people had different opinions to me and weren't allowing me to express mine. I don't mind if you have a different opinion, we aren't robots for gosh sakes, but please don't disallow other opinions also**

Oh, ps. Was it grand or was it grand that he interrupted The Apprentice. Te he he he.

Sunday, May 1, 2011


**Please note, I was awake til about 5am last night *and may have had a lot to drink* and its now 8am, i don't know why my body hates sleep today, all i know is that it does, let me apologize in advance**

So my husband turned 30 yesterday, and while he didn't want to celebrate it (except when it came to presents), that was cool. I was going to write a post on that, but its basically i got him an ipad, (cause I'm the best wife in the world), and a book he wanted, and a DVD that he bought and didn't tell me about, and some $$$ for comics. Best wife in the world right here.
My other friend had a party, and the husband decided that we were going to that.

Anyway, i wrote a post last night while i was lying in bed, on my phone, with one eye needing to be shut, cause otherwise i wouldn't have been able to see anything. And while it was full of misspellings, and in no form will be copied and pasted here, the premise is going to be. (is premise even the right word?!? - i don't even know)

I've realised that I don't really have the ability to talk to males, who I a) don't know (or at least not without a distraction b) males who i think may be attracted to me (again at least not with a distraction c) who I'm attracted to.
Give me a guy who knows I'm not available, a guy i have to work with, or a gay and I'm down. I can have conversations all night long.
But any of the other three, and i will make an excuse, any excuse to either talk about anything apart from myself, (or him) or make an excuse to leave the conversation. Just so i don't have to feel awkward.

I also hate HATE small talk. Or at least with people i don't know. I'd prefer to sit in silence with people i do know.

So anyway, last night, i noticed this guy notice me (please note, this is an option a) and b) issue here, not an option c) issue).
He seemed polite and while he introduced himself, (after a female friend was checking him out), i introduced myself *I'm not rude, gosh* and basically made an excuse to introduce said female friend. Who then said i was married, (no lie and i was thankful) and while i was talking to her about it, *kinda rudely, shut up*, he walked away.

But then later, he came back, and reintroduced himself and basically tried to converse with me, and i *rudely* made an excuse to go (upstairs, but really i just wanted to not be there).

Now, there was nothing wrong with this boy, (from the 5 seconds of conversation i had with him), but i just found it so awkward, that i wanted to do anything to end the awkward.

And i don't know why.
I have this issue with guys that I'm attracted to as well.
I can talk to everyone around them, but one on one, (at least when people are around), pffft. Nothing. Give me any excuse.
I'm 15 again.

It sucks.

And at this time i had had a ton to drink (PS. two litres of Vodka and a litre of Midori were taken to be shared with 4 people. It all was gone which is why I'm home at all), so i can't even say i didn't have dutch courage, (again, is that even the right word?!?)

Like i said, it sucks.


In other news, apart from that, i had a fantastic night.
I can't even remember the last time i went out drinking (partly trying to save money, partly I'm 50 and i don't like to get shit faced every weekend like other 25 year olds, partly i live in the middle of the city, so i see the drunks and the aftermath of the drunks every weekend).
But my gosh, i had a fantastic night.
I was with people i love (mostly), and while i didn't know some/most of the people, it was fun nonetheless.
The best part of all, although i did drink a heck of a lot, and slept a teeny bit, my head is fine, not feeling hung over even a little.
I am a bit thirsty though.

Good times!

Monday, April 25, 2011

Lest We Forget

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old;
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.

Today is ANZAC day.
And as I'm writing this i can hear the bugle playing at the war memorial that's down the street. Chilling.
I shouldve been down there for the dawn service, but woke too late. Slack.

When i was younger i never really got today or Remembrance day.
I mean I always 'celebrated' them, at school and was made to be silent at home and stuff. But i never really got them.
When i was at school, it was just a time to sit for a minute in kid silence, (which was never silence at all, to be honest, someone always had to cough or sneeze or laugh), even in high school.

But now, i think about all the differences that couldve happened had it not been for those brave men (and women, who although they weren't in the war, they were brave at the home fronts). I think about if it was my dad lost on the Gallipoli beach, or my Pop. Or if it was them who came home and were different.

I don't know if my family had a part in any of the wars to be honest, I've never heard anyone speak about it and I've never asked. i don't know if that would make today any more or less severe for me now. I don't know if it would've made a difference when i was a kid.

I just know that I'm glad that those men (and women) were so brave then, so that i could be who i am now.

And while it will never be enough, I want to thank them.

So Thank You.
Thank You to the Men who fought and are still fighting on the war fields.
Thank You to the Men who fought and are still fighting the demons they got.
Thank You to the Women who stayed and braved those lonely nights, not knowing, hoping and Thank You to the Women who still do that today.
Thank You to the Families who were different after. Thank You for allowing your Fathers, Sons, Brothers bravery to save me, even if it meant a sacrifice to your life.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old;
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
Lest We Forget.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

I need a funeral dress.

I'm trying to be secretive on purpose, ps. – While I'm not aware of people I know IRL reading this, it is the internet after all.

I didn’t think that I was at the age where my friends/family were losing theirs.
I don’t want to be at this stage.
But I am.
At least for one of my loves.
We knew it was coming. It had been coming since I met them. Even before I met them.
It wasn’t a surprise.
At least not in the sense that it was coming.
But it had not come yet, so it was kind of a surprise.
Sudden. After not happening for so long.
When you are waiting for something for so long, it’s not expected.
So it was a shock.

I feel terrible for saying this, but it didn’t affect me directly, so I'm not sure how to deal with it.
I'm not a comforter. I don’t have that skill yet. And it’s terrible that I don’t. But I don’t.
I don’t know how I should be acting, cause it’s not direct to me.
I'm being polite and nice, and all the stuff that I think I should do, but I don’t know if I'm doing the right things.
I don’t want to do the wrong things, but I don’t know what they are, so I might.
I'm in the middle.
Being there, but not being there.

I need a funeral dress.

Sunday, April 3, 2011

My Dream Home

So, while the Husband and I are renting right now, I eventually want to buy a house, before we start having babies and such.
And when I say buy a house, my dream would be to build a house and live in it forever and have it become a 'family' house like my grandparents house was.
I loved that.

So, here is a list of all the things that I would love love love in my dream house.

~ A Library.
I would LOVE to have a whole room in my house that is just full of books. And comfy chairs or Love Sacs and it will just be wonderful. If i can't have a whole room, i would to have a long long hallway that has a whole wall of bookshelves. Heaven!
(And if i get a wall of books, I'm sure the Husband would want a wall of DVDs, {which we currently are on our way to, by the by} which is acceptable)

~ A Laundry Chute.
I hate laundry. I like putting it in the washer machine/dryer and sometimes I like folding it, but I HATE having to find the laundry and getting it together. If we had a chute i would never need to! Hurrah!
And this leads us onto the next thing.....

~ A Double Storey OR TRI Level house.
I am in love with the idea of a tri level house. In. Love. Not so much three completely separate levels, but say, a few steps just separating the different parts of the house.

~ A pool.
I want a pool. I personally probably wouldn't use it heaps. But I think that pools and backyard gathering go together like nothing else here, so of course its a must.

~ An amazing Kitchen.
I have no idea what makes an amazing kitchen, but family gatherings are always about food, no? :)
(All i really know, is its gonna have an amazing dishwasher.)

~ An {in ground} trampoline.
I love trampolines, and i think they are a must, whether we have kids or not. The in ground part is just safer {read boringer then the 80s one i grew up with}.

~ Ducted air con/heating.
It gets hot here. Real hot.
It also gets cold here. Real cold.

~ Ducted VACUUM Cleaner.
Yes, they have these and they are awesome. Imagine not having to lug a vacuum cleaner around you house, but just have to plug the tubey bit into the wall and away you go. Gonna happen.

~ A (or several) Mural Walls.
I have made one in every place we have lived. Not just photos, but cards, and hospital bands, and invitations, and random things that have drawn my eye. I would love to have one wall covered in Polaroids and another wall with framed photos, and another with random things. When people come over, it/they are my favourite thing to watch them look at, cause of all the wonderfulness. Love.

~ A Buddha shrine (?)
I don't know if 'shrine' is the right word, given who Buddha is and all, but ya know...
I love him. Don't know all the teachings and religion, (i guess?) behind him, but i love him. Currently, have a few including one from Japan, and i would love if he was featured throughout my house.

So far, that's my dream house.
Not a heck of a lot in the grand scheme of things, but the things that i love.
Hopefully, eventually, I'll get to make this dream house and I'll totally invite you round if you re in Sydney (or Melbourne, dunno where it will be to be honest), and I'll cook you something in my amazing kitchen, then you can swim in my pool and jump on my trampoline.
I might even take a photo of you and add it to my wall. :)

Oh, and just FYi, as far as the husband knows, is just that i want to build a house, he has NO idea about all this stuff. Soon enough.....

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Bored... With life?

I don't know what it is at the moment. But, I'm bored.
A lot.
With everything.
I go to work and I'm bored.
Not because the work is boring (although sometimes it is).
But because I'm bored with what I'm doing.
I try and distract myself and read the news, but nope.
Halfway through whatever article I read, over it.
I come home and am bored.
I watch some of my favourite tv and I can't watch it without doing something else as well.
And even then, bored.
I'm bored listening to my favourite music.
I'm bored cleaning my house.
I even went shopping the other day.
Shoe shopping.
I didn't even end up buying myself any shoes! (and I actually really need them).
I can't even read a whole blog post from my favourite writers!

I just dont know what is wrong with me.

Sunday, March 6, 2011


Sitting at home alone watching bad tv.
Terrible tv.
Have been all weekend.
Husbands away.
Its hard.
And all the plans I make for myself, things that I can do, will do, want to do, alone, I don't.
Somehow I don't have the time.

It was Mardi Gras weekend this weekend.
Our Mardi Gras isn't like the New Orleans Mardi Gras.
Or at least, I don't think it is.
I haven't investigated it that much.
Let's just assume I'm right.
Even though it was just down the street from my house (literally, I could see the rehersals from my balcony), I didn't go to it.
It was also on tv.
I didn't watch it though.
Well, actually, i did flip the channels and i saw my friend from work on the tv, with her gang.
My work had a float in the parade too.
Apparently, it didn't get much airtime.

I've been having trouble at work lately.
I love my job (mostly).
I love my team mates (mostly).
But my boss has been bringing me (and my team) down.
I don't think on purpose.
At least I hope not.
But it hurts and I don't like it.
I know I hardly ever say good things about my job, but some people there, I really really love and basically think of them as family.
The family I had a choice with.

So, that Charlie Sheen is crazy, hey?
Entertaining, and has gorgeous kids, but my gosh.

This is my new favourite song.
I'm sure my neighbours are probably sick of hearing it.
Im sure my husband will be sick of hearing it when he gets home and updates his iphone, cause i downloaded it too.
Amanda (Fucking) Palmer.

(EDIT: I don't know how to make it so the video is the proper size, so sorry, but listen anyway. Sorry, it looks ugly.)

Monday, February 28, 2011

My TV is broken.
It plays sound, but no picture.
Wait, it plays picture for about a sec and then goes black.
The husband tells me,
"What are we going to do about the TV?"
I think (but don't say even though i really really want to),
"I guess I'll just get to work on my TV fixing skills, shall i?"
We have another TV in the bedroom.
I think its enough.
He disagrees.

Ps. Its done this before and it fixed itself, so hopefully, hopefully it'll do that again.
I'd rather that, then his choice, which is to go out and buy a new TV right now. Even though its 11.30 at night.
Like i said, sigh.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Dear, Dear, Dear....

Dear followers,
I'm looking to follow more blogs, but i just spent a little while looking and all i found were boat blogs, (boring!) religious blogs (not interested) and mummy blogs (childless).
Help me!

Dear Husband,
When are you going to get home?
I did all the cleaning and washing already, so you have no chores.. ;)

Dear Work,
You are getting boring to me again.
I don't like it when i have to spend all day somewhere bored.

Dear Foxtel,
I have like 100 channels.
Why is it that the best thing on TV right now is "the Real Housewives"?!?

Dear one of my credit cards,
Hurrah!! You are gone!!

Dear a different credit card,
You are a quarter (or what i like to call a quarter) down, get ready to be gone!

Dear another different credit card,
I'm gonna be holding onto you a little while, sorry.

Dear Anyone,
Wanna clean my bedroom?
Its been in its current state for a little while... not a good state.

Dear Wet'n'Wild SYDNEY!!!

Dear Friend whos baby i saw for the first time in real life recently,
Your baby has a adult face.
Not a baby face.
Its not ugly.
But its definitely not cute.
I'm sorry i mentioned it so much, but it freaked me out.
No, i will not post a photo.
More cause a photo doesn't show the adult face as much.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Little little letters

Dear Work,
I generally love you.
But for the past 16 days, and the next 6 days, having only two {separate} days off, is just not enough.
Someone please remind me to never do this again.

Dear Little Sisters EX BF,
I hate you.
I hate you for making her cry.
I hate you for lying to her.
I hate you for blaming her for you lying to her.
I hate you for not being a man.
I hope that you realise that you lost a delightful delightful young Lady.

Dear Kelly Cutrone,
I fell a little bit in love with you from this show.
Then i saw you on this show.
Now, I'm watching you on this show...
I love you.
Ps. Don't judge my terrible tv watching habits... trust me, its worse. :)

Dear GREAT Coconut and Lime hand soap,
Thanks for being so delightfully good smelling.
Sorry mum, that you gave it to me for a Christmas present and i forgot about it til now.
{I did try and find a link or a picture but couldn't :( }

I love you.
I've probably said that before, but i don't care.

Dear Not Always Right,
You make me feel better about talking to stupid people at my job. :)

Dear {slutty} girls whose profile picture on FB is in a bikini,
You don't look good.
And if you did look good, you wouldn't need a picture of yourself in a bikini as your profile picture.

Dear Dad,
Happy 50Th for next weekend.
I hope you have a fantastic time.
I hope that I have made the last 25 years of your life better rather then worse.
I hope you like your present.
Love you.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Happy Australia Day!!

So its Jan 26 today, (well, for me right now, anyway) which means it Australia Day for us. YAY!

I love Australia Day. I love Australia, so its a given that I LOVE Australia Day. (Greatest place on earth - just saying)

I had to work today, (SUCKS), so i didn't get to go celebrate out on the streets or anything fun like that, but living in the city - where people come to celebrate cause there is big festivities - i saw everyone coming in when i was leaving and hanging around when i came back in after work.

On my way to work it was great, loads of different people of different nationality's (is that what it is, if they are all Australian? Or is Cultures the right thing? They weren't all white Australians is all) all wearing the Australian flag, either as tattoos, shirts, hats or had flags.
It was a great feeling.

Then off to work....

Now my work has a dress code. No thongs. So sadly, even though they are iconic Aussie footwear, i didn't wear any. :(

I did wear Jean shorts and a Bonds (wifebeater) singlet.
Iconic Australian Wear, i must say.
Sadly, i didn't wear a flag at all though. :(

Ive mentioned my work a few times here, basics are i work in a call centre, part of my job is to take calls from the offshore reps when they need help.
These are people in an Asian (i guess you would call it that?) country,that are trained to speak with an American accent to help Australian customers. Makes sense right?
Anyway, i no longer really notice the account, but today when they were wishing me a Happy Australia Day, and saying GoodDay (or i guess trying to say G'day) i noticed and it made me feel so much pride.
They aren't even in the country and the euthesium in their voices when they were saying it, was great. Just great.

Fast forward 6 hours or so......

I finish work and get home to find the husband has bought PRAWNS (NOT Shrimp) for tea. Yum!

....the only other acceptable thing to eat today is Lamb. Cooked on a barbeque, after being encouraged by these... Seriously watch them. I'll wait.

I managed to watch part of the fireworks in the reflection of buildings from my balcony.


HAPPY AUSTRALIA DAY to you whereever you are. I hope your day is/was/will be fabulous.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

People Suck

So this article came out on the front page of the paper today.

Here is just a little bit:

HE'S a battler from Sydney's west, a factory worker whose dream is to win a share in Lotto and take his wife on her first overseas holiday.

But Ghazi Adra could also be the state's most honest man - finding $50,000 cash on a train seat, then handing it straight to police.

The money - a large bundle of $US100 notes stashed inside a cooler bag - would have been enough for Mr Adra to retire immediately and whisk his wife away on her dream trip.

But the 68-year-old insisted the cash had to be returned to its rightful owner. All he wants is a thank you.

Now, that's not the part where people suck.

This is where people suck:

Lets ignore the poor use of the English language, and look at these peoples attitude.
Who cares?
I would keep it?
I'm not gonna get caught, so its ok?
She must be stupid?

Come on now.

People suck.

For the record, in that picture, I'm R. The only one saying that they would hand it in.
In the article, there was a poll, and last i saw, it was 55% hand it back. ONLY 55%.

The world is going down the crapper and right here is your reason why. SMH.

And while we are talking about sucking.
I just called (one of) my banks, BankWest.
I have a loan with them. I set up my loan to come out on my payday.
It was fine until about 2 months ago. Then it started coming out randomly and overdrawing my account.
So i called them.
Lets just say, after working in a call centre and having customer service, i was not impressed.
When a customer has to make a suggestion, because the Rep is telling me to go to my actual bank - who can't help me anyway - to fix the problem, even though it was fine til 2 months ago, that ain't great.
Then when i make the suggestion, and the Rep is a right C* word, ain't good either.
If you happen to be in Australia and read this, go with someone else.
If you are already with them, change. Fast.

Ten Days - Day Ten

Day Ten: One confession.

Some days i wish my whole life was different. That i had different parents, or the same ones that stayed together. That i had different siblings, or the same ones with different parents. That i had a different upbringing. That i went to a different school. That i had different opportunities. That i had a different job. That I had a different husband. Or no husband. That i didn't have to grow up. That i could still be young and not an old 25. That i had different experiences. That my whole life was different.

And then i think.
I like me.
And its ok.

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Ten Days - Day Nine.

Day Nine: Two smileys that describe your life right now.

I dont really 'do' smileys, so instead im gonna do this:



Friday, January 21, 2011

Ten Days - Day Eight

Day Eight: Three turn ons.

1. Manners - I'm just an old fashion gal, and i like manners.
2. Entertainment/Laughter - I get bored SUPER easy, so if you keep me entertained AND make me laugh. BING BING BING, we have a winner!
3. Massages - Who doesn't love them?

I know that these were probably supposed to be "other" type of turn ons, but im a private lady. :)

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Ten Days - Day Seven.

Day Seven: Four turn offs.

1. Stupidity - not only that, but non willingness to learn
2. Non Family love - if you have no love for your family, then i got no love for you
3. DisRESPECT - but doesn't everyone just want a little...?
4. Rudeness - If you have no manners, you have no me.


Monday, January 17, 2011

Ten Days - Day Six.

Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)

1. The husband
2. The family - (I have 2 sisters, a brother, a mother, a father and a stepmother - more then 5 right there ;) )
3. The husbands family (even more then mine)
4. Danielle and her 3 kidlets
5. Balamino - An amazing girl who also has a blog

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Ten Days - Day Five.

Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.

1. I wish i had paid off my loan when i had the $$ and not splurged on crap.
2. I wish i had never gotten anything using credit cards.
3. I wish i hadn't rebounded when i was young.
4. I wish i hadn't ended things badly with an ex's family.
5. I wish i hadn't given up my studies.
6. I wish i hadn't just let pass friends go.


Before I start my Ramblings, I need to make you aware of what's going on in good old Oz.
I don't know whether y'all get news about what is going on here, or if you even watch the news, but it's big.
At the moment, we are having HUGE floods. HUGE.
Think about it this way, at first, an area the size of Texas was flooded in Queensland.
This got bigger. Still in Queensland.

This is an old map I found, but its gotten worse since this was made.

Peoples houses, cars, boats have been destroyed.
Peoples lives have been lost.
At the moment, the death toll stands at 16.
But there are many, many people missing, that were swept away, so they expect that number to rise, unfortunately.
They are also saying that some bodies may never be found.
My heart breaks for those people.

Not much notice was given to people.
In one report I read, the water rose 3m (approximate 10 feet) in 10 mins.
Imagine that.

And now, Victoria is flooding.
And South Australia.
And small parts of New South Wales.

We might even sink soon. I hope not, cause i love it here.

You can learn more here.

But we do need help.

You can help by donating here.

Now, i know what you may be thinking.
Australia isn't a third world country.
Australia wasn't that affected by the GFC, they must be able to help themselves.

The third world country bit is true.
So is the GFC thing.

But we do need help.

Imagine your home, being flooded to the very top of its roof and having to scramble to the roof to be safe.
Imagine seeing your house ripped apart from the force of the water.
Imagine seeing your neighbours house float by - possibly with them still in it.
Not knowing.
Not knowing where your friends are.
Not knowing where your family may be.
Not knowing when your personal belongings are. Your photos, your memories.
Not knowing where you are going to sleep tonight. Tomorrow. The next week. Month. Possibly year.

And ask yourself.
Would i want people to help me?
Would i help my neighbour?
Would i ask for help for my family?

And help.

If you still aren't sure, read this story. And this one. And this one may bring tears.

And help. Please.

This is the only photo that has made me smile in this whole situation.

More photos can be found here.
Thats where i have gotten these.

Thank you.

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Ten Days - Day Four.

Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.

1. Where's my phone?
2. Why do people use the stupid Check in Feature on FB?
3. Why is no one doing any work at work?
4. I wonder how much I'm gonna get paid this week? ~I get paid different every week~
5. I wish someone would come and clean my house.
6. I hope my dress is appropriate for the wedding.
7. What am i gonna eat for tea?

Seriously, these are the things that cross my mind the most. At least lately.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Ten Days - Day Three.

Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.

So... I can't really think of eight ways to win my heart, so instead I'm gonna list.....
Eight places i want to visit.

1. Great Wall of China - I wanna walk some of it, i don't think i could do it all.
2. Venice - although boats freak me out now, so i don't know if i could enjoy it totally.
3. Rome - Cause its totally beautiful.
4. New Orleans - Cause its crazy.
5. Vegas - For obvious reasons.
6. Machu Picchu - My friend is from Peru, plus AMAZING.
7. Angkor Wat in Cambodia - i LOVE old religious places
8. Disneyland/World - either will do, I just wanna be a little kid again. :)

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Ten Days - Day Two

Day Two: Nine things about yourself.

1. Im a very old 25
2. I NEED noise.
3. I hate being lazy, but i like feeling lazy.
4. I wish i could do more for others.
5. I hate ringtones. Any and ALL.
6. I might be a little in love with terrible reality tv.
7. My favourite song of ALL TIME is here.
8. I LOVE 90% of the people i work with, and i think its super strange that people aren't normally as close as i am with people they work with.
9. I wish i was more brave.

Friday, January 7, 2011

Ten Days - Day One

Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.

1. "You make me laugh so much, but how can you be SO Stupid?"
2. "I DO not know you, I may speak to you every day for work, but i have not met you IRL, so i do not know you."
3. "I wish you would understand."
4. "I don't want to see TRON. Ever"
5. "I wish we knew each other better"
6. "Don't Fret, it will work out"
7. "I want to see your ring and your ring right now please"
8. "I quit"
9. "Thank you for being you - I hope you are or get to be ok"
10 "Can i have a foot massage please? But dont touch my feet"

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Christmas, 2010, and all the rest

Part 3.

So on Boxing day we have a family get together with my Dads family, at my Grandmas.
For as long as i can remember, we would always go there, see my Grandma, Pop, Aunts, Uncles, and all my cousins.
My grandma and Pop lived in the same house they bought my Dad, Uncles and Aunt up in, so its great.

I have missed these for the last few years. Either through having to work, or being down with the Husbands family. While i didn't really mind it, I missed my Grandma. A lot.

My Pop passed away a few years ago, so my grandma has moved houses and its different now.

We tried going to Aunts/Uncles houses instead of my Grandmas but it wasn't the same, so we always came back to her house. (Also there is a bit of infighting within the family -what family doesn't have that?- so if it was at this persons house, this person wasn't going to show etc etc).

This year, my little sister had to work, so she didn't come, and my older sister was hanging out with my Mum, so she didn't come either. Just Dad, Kez, my Brother and Me.

Now, keep in mind, the last time i saw all the family, it was a few years ago.

So, We show up and yeah...

Throughout the day, some of my cousins showed up.
One of my cousins is 19.
(18 is the drinking age here, keep that in mind).
My cousin was bragging all about how she goes out and drinks all weekend. OK, i thought... 19 yr olds do that...
Then she started talking about how she has plans for the future..
Her plans, you may ask?
She aspires to be one of the following:
~ Playmate of the year 2012.
~ A Jim Beam Party Girl
~ A Jager girl

Now, i know what you re thinking.
Surely, she can't be serious.
Oh, but she is.
My gosh.

Next up, she was talking about how she couldn't eat lunch, as then she would have to have ONE WHOLE EXTRA DRINK in order to get drunk that night.
Indeed she did vocalise this to everyone who was eating.

Well then.

The rest of the day was great.
Got to spend some great time with family i haven't seen in ages and it was good.

Sisters Birthday.

So for my sisters birthday, we were to have lunch with my Dad, Kez, other Sister and Brother, and then have Dinner with my Mum.

We ended up doing those things, and had a couple of drinks on the way too.
Apart from spending time with ALL my family that day, there wasn't really anything majorly major happen. Apart from the birthday and cake eaten of course.
But a good day was had.

OH! Almost forgot. Got her the most amazing card ever.

Awesome no?

Christmas, 2010, and all the rest

Part 2

My awesome dad woke me and my sister up. Early. Not on purpose. But it was early. Like before 8am.
None of us are "children children" anymore. My youngest sister is 15, brother is 17 and my older sister is 27 (or was on the 27th of December). So none of us have that, wake up really early , has Santa arrived yet, excitement. Its generally about spending the day together for us - or at least for me anyway.
Plus we usually have to wait for my older sister to arrive to do the presents thing together anyway, and she is ALWAYS late.

This time, we didn't wait. And it was good.

Just a little background...

My Dad and Step mum (Kez) have been together since i can even remember. Whenever i have a memory of my dad, i have a memory of Kez also being there. I'm 25. That's how long they have been together. But they have only been engaged. Never married. Could never really afford it. (To be honest, Kez kept saying on Christmas day how long they have actually been together, but i have forgotten).

So, My dad is usually the one who plays "Santa". He usually hands out the presents, but no Santa suit.
This year, he said someone else to do it, My brother volunteered*.
While i don't have any pictures of the tree, we usually have presents underneath and IN the tree, Dad had bought Kez something from the jewelery store and put it IN the tree, in its original jewelery bag.
So of course, my brother gave that one out first, cause we all wanted to see what was in it. :)

My dad wrote a cute hand made Christmas card saying something like, "I love you, This is the year, pick a date" (I don't remember exactly, but it was super sweet AND he is super known for not showing emotions). That set Kez off on the tears. Happy tears, of course.
Then she opened the present and in it was two wedding rings.
Crying. Crying. Crying.

We were all happy, and it was great.

Then she opened the present that me and the husband got her.

Only with our initials. My two sisters, brothers and dads.
It can be found here if you want your own, i would recommend it!
This caused more tears!
While my older sister and i may never have realised it, she loved it so much, cause I had put our initials on it, (my younger sister and brother are her blood), she was so happy, cause we had 'accepted' her.

THEN!! (YES, it does get EVEN better!) My little Sister, who just got her first job this year, decided she wanted to get everyone their own present from her, with her own money - BLESS!- and she got my Dad and Kez a calender with photos of our whole family on each of the months, and a picture of each of us on all our birthdays. It was the sweetest thing ever.


The rest of the day was spent eating and drinking (tequila shots are always fun.) and just spending time together.


Part 3 continues onto Boxing day, and the 27Th which is my sisters birthday.

*He volunteered, as i found out later, as knew that he was getting clothes for Christmas and had gone out the weekend before... Needing clothes to go out, he opened one of his presents early, worn the clothes, washed them, wrapped them back up and stuck them back under the tree. Sneaky one, my brother.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Christmas, 2010, and all the rest

Part 1.

So i haven't posted in a wee while, and that was mainly 'cos i had no computer, but i thought i would come back. :)

Christmas was amazing. I don't think that i have heard anyone say they had a bad Christmas- wait, i had one friend who got sick on Christmas, apart from that. It seems it was great for everyone.

Ok. Christmas.
This was the first Christmas that i have spent away from the husband, since we have been together. He left to see his family in another state the morning of Christmas eve. I had to go to work that day and then i was off to see my family.
We usually do the whole, spend Christmas eve and Christmas morning/lunch with one family then on Christmas day, fly down/up to the other family and spend Christmas night and boxing day with the other family.
Loads of travelling.
I'm usually back at work on the 27th, (which is also my older sisters birthday-the 28th is our nieces too), so I'm spending almost every second of my 'holidays' travelling. Full on.

But this year, we were separated. It was hard. At first.
Then i got distracted by work and travelling to see my family and distracted by them, and it was OK, cause we had sms, and phone calls, and it was hard, but OK.

So anyway, onto the good of Christmas.
Christmas Eve.
While i had bought the husband a present (even though we both said no presents), and sent it down to his families as a surprise, we have raffles at work for random things. Iphones, ipads, xbox kinnects, etc etc. No one (in my department) ever knows who wins, so we all think its a rort, but it doesn't stop me from buying a ticket.
So Christmas eve, work was quiet and one of my guy friends at work desperately wanted to win this raffle -he spent $40 on tickets. I was bored and had spare cash in my wallet, so i bought 3 tickets ($10).

I was supposed to finish work, but was bumming around, cause i was a little afraid of lugging my heavy bag chocked full of presents to the train -I do not know how Santa does it ;)- turns out while i was bumming around, my manager was looking for me, cause i had won the raffle.
What did i win, you may ask?

I'm not even certain what it does, can do, and i think its like an ipad, but meh.

But it made the husbands Christmas a little more surprising. I felt so so so bad for my friend who really wanted to win, and didn't though.

Then i travelled up to my family, saw my cousin and her little baby and it was a fantastic Christmas eve.

Christmas day will be continued in another post.
I was going to do it all in one post, but this was like 15 pages long.

Sunday, January 2, 2011


There are a few things that have made me happy the past little while, and i thought that that would be a good starting point back here.

Lets start with me thinking of 10 things, and if i end up with more, hurrah!

1. Christmas. Was amazing. Will post about it later.
2. One of my credit cards is paid off - well, some of it was transferred to another card, (at a cheaper interest rate) but same same. 3 to go!
3. I'm mostly loving work at the moment. Plus....
4. I applied for a new job, and while it was scary to apply and now wait, its a good thing and it makes me happy.
5. The husband got me a new computer for Christmas, and i just spend some hours catching up on blogs. Happy.
6. I have my sister in laws wedding next week, and while i have a dress and shoes, i gotta get a whole bunch more stuff but I'm not stressed about it.
7. Started to watch HIMYM season something ( i can't remember which) and its all episodes i haven't seen yet.
8. Now, don't judge me here..... but Jersey Shore. I have Foxtel, (cable i guess) and recently discovered MTV was added to my package, and i watched Jersey Shore for the first time. So terrible i couldn't turn it off.
9. The Husband arranging and booking our next holiday. Bali. Yes, i may seem like a Bogan Orstrayan, but I'm not.
10. WEDDINGS. I have a bunch either this year, or in the coming years. And I'm super excited.
11. Out of the blue compliments. I don't usually like compliments, but it did make me feel good.
12. Clean Laundry. Esp fresh from the dryer.
13. Not loving the heat right now, but the storm we just had, and the thunder rumblings. Beautiful.
14. Sleeping through (almost) New Years. Had no plans, fell asleep on the couch, woke with 5 mins for the fireworks (which are actually just down the street from our house - but we be lazy), and hearing them outside and seeing them on the TV, and then going to bed right away.
15. The husband cooking me dinner. It took him awhile to get it started, but it will be delicious to eat.
16. Happy friends. I haven't (that i remember) have any get sad or cross or cranky since Christmas.
17. Lie to Me. When we finish HIMYM we got Lie to Me to watch and they are just both awesome.
18. Before I die, I want to... Even though some of these are so sad -the hospice ones especially- but they make me happy about life.

I am loving this year sick.
And i could probably continue this list, but my dinner and HIMYM is waiting for me.